Hawaii Light Flashing Experience

I'm traveling now from August 1 - 27. A few days ago, I was getting a bit of the type of CMNM experience I enjoy.. exposing 'accidentally' or nonchalantly to straight and or younger men.

Here's how it went. I stripped for a shower at a public changing room on Waikiki Beach. I'm not referring to the public restrooms, but to the old Natatorium (outdoor pool stadium) under which is there is the life guard station and male and female dressing room with open showers.  Being under the old stadium bleachers (concrete), the huge room is very long with the open showers visible directly at the opposite end of the room as soon as you enter from a parking lot just outside. 

There were two other adult men there.  I proceeded to get completely undress, laying my boardshorts on a bench. None of the other guys took off their clothes -- which kind of ridiculous if you ask me. One guy was even trying to wash his lower body while wearing cargo pants. It was cool when two Japanese teenagers, obviously tourists, came in and got into the shower.

 Of course, they too kept their swimming trunks on the whole time, and even changed out of them by wrapping a towel around the waist and lowering their trunks, without exposing their butts or genitals. I enjoyed being the only naked guy in the dressing room, and I made sure they had a chance to get some glances of my half

swelled dick and butt. 

By the way, the two boys' guarded self-protective behavior wasn't unusual for Japan. Most men do exactly the same in dressing rooms all over Japan. So they weren't just shy because we three others were adult American males. But since they do 'cover' their privates when they change clothes after swimming and sports, they also do not hesitate to undress/redress in public. As I live in Japan part of the time, I have had many, many chances to see single or groups of Japanese men and young men changing back into or removing their sports clothes. When they do so in groups - like soccer teams,  baseball teams,  they tend to want to 'show off' in front of their male counterparts. So it is often possible to see a lot of boy butt, and semi-exposed pubic hair, and so on.  I have written about the experience else. Most recently I describe seeing a team of Japanese university-age dudes who play frisbee soccer getting aroused and semi-naked, or at least, excited and boisterous while changing.  See more at my Kelly's Second Life (blog).


When I left the old dressing room (no lockers), I saw that one of the teen's mother was waiting just outside the men's changing room, standing beside her parked car. I just smiled and wondered if the boys would go back later and tell her about see the adult American man's dick (lol). I doubt it.. most Japanese youth are pretty cool about things. While they might do some things themselves, they don't typically hold it against someone for being a bit weird -- as long as they are NOT members of their own group. 

Later, after going to the Max's Gym (gay sex club), I slept in the nude at my hostel. A nice Korean guy (aged 26) was opposite me. We had a nice conversation sitting there in the room along with our German roomie. Later, I helped him get some detergent for doing his laundry. He seemed grateful and smiled a lot. So when he got up before 6 to get ready to leave for Seoul, I made sure to have the sheet slipped down and my half-erect cock on display. Is that anyway to pay back a friend? (LOL) 

The guys above me was a 22-year old blond German twink. He has a nice body and seems a little bit self-absorbed, but then why shouldn't he be? He slept each night in white knit boxers, and didn't seem to mind parading around the room in them. I doubt it was for my benefit since there were two German girls in the adjoining bunk room, and another German guy about the same age who arrived and took the bed where the Korean dude had been. 

The other German guy was slim and had curly dark hair. I slept naked that night again, but there wasn't much opportunity to show anything to the new arrival. He was friendly enough, but he certainly didn't show any interest. Of course, you never know. He did seem to turn over often enough whenever I moved during the night, but he held the sheets tightly around his body, and never really looked over my way. 

When I was a teenager, I once was invited over to stay with a church friend who was college-age. I was still in high school. I was so turned on that I snuck out of my bed and climbed under his and try to reach up and fondle his dick - which did get erect. It was a complete turn-on for me, and so it makes it difficult to sleep when I'm in the room with a hot guy even now. Back at the hostel, the lack of sleep and the time change caused me to eventually fall to sleep. The boys remained untouched.. at least by my hands (or tongue). LOL! 

On Sunday, I was terribly sleepy but somehow managed to get up in time to go on the Gay

Catamaran Cruise - the one I tried to advertise as a CMNM event. Actually, it happens every week - so I (or the Guys Into CMNM group) is not the sponsor of the event, but hopefully just a large part of the participants. There ended up being a dozen men who went along for the 90 minute cruise, but I was the only one to get naked. Being a lone traveller, I was happy to have the attention and conversation from a few of the fellow passengers. The waves were too choppy that windy day, so the captain was not able to stop the boat for a swim - a time when a lot of passengers (although none of the crew) might have gotten naked. Too bad.

Tomorrow, I'm going over the Big Island. There are plenty of places to get naked -- primarily, I can be naked 24/7 at my vacation house. Also, there is a the famous clothing optional beach, Kehena Black Sands Beach, not too far away. Actually, it's easier to get naked almost anywhere on the shores around the Big Island - as long as you are discreet.

 On Saturday, I'm picnicking at Kehena and hopefully a few good gay men will join me. On Sunday, it's the weekly Trance Dance Kehena Beach community gathering, which can also be very hot when a bunch of naked straight men (and women) starting getting high on the music and weed. I'll spend the day and night at Kalani which has a clothing optional pool along with outdoor jacuzzi / hot tubs, and sauna. The pool turns naked after 4:00 so it can be very stimulating when hot dads and single dudes venture out from their families and relationships for a little bit of naughtiness. Even if there is no sex, it's still a turn-on to be seen and to see straight and gay men and twinks.

 On Monday and Tuesday, I'm planning on camping out in Kohala and visiting the nude beach at Beach 67 - next to Waialea Beach or Beach 69). I'll keep you updated.. if anything fun happens. Kelly (back in Hawaii after too long away......)

 ADDITIONAL Posting and revisions to this blog entry were added Oct 2, 2009.

   Just when I had expected to be heading to Kohala for some fun on the nude beach  near Waialea and then later go camping, Hurricane Felicia reared her ugly head. But as she passed through the Hawaiian Island, the storm quickly lost power and became a tropical depression.

 The effect for me was that I decided to stay at Kalani, the oceanside gay friendly resort on the Puna Coast, taking a room for two nights, instead of my usual camping tent.  The place is owned by a gay man (who has started it with his long-time lover), so it's very gay-friendly, but not selectively for gays only. One nice thing is that the pool, sauna and jacuzzi area become clothing optional after 4pm each day.  So I had some nice naked time in the sunshine  - I could even take my Macbook to the pool deck and work online since WiFi is available. 

  While there are clothed people at the pool, and even more who pass by on their way to the dining hall or their rooms, I enjoyed watching a couple of staffers - one was a hottie Hawaiian guy about 25 years old - who climbed up in order to room excess, ripe coconuts and palm fronds from a tall tree next to the pool.  The hottie was that interested in watching - he was too busy working - but I certainly kept my eyes peeled and my cock half-way swelled while he was working up as sweat, wearing nothing but boardshorts. 

On Wednesday, I fly back to Honolulu but was only there the one night so I stayed at a Waikiki hotel on Kuhio.  For whatever reason, they put me into the Penthouse Suite - 3 bedrooms, a small living and a full kitchen - just $60 for 1000 sq ft of space and I could only use one of the many beds.  I found out later that the room normally is booking for $280 a night. Had I known, I would have gone out to get friends and thrown a party, which is exactly what I intend to do this Christmas -- see my most recent blog entries or visit:

https://www.eventbrite.com/o/guys-into-cmnm-27381952277

CMNM (clothed male / naked male) Festa Weekend in Honolulu, Dec 28. 2019

My shorts are falling down

My shorts are falling down
   An original story by Thorn

 It was forwarded in a group message from: Thorn on his [thorngay] Yahoo group I do like showing off in front of friends. I enjoyed being the centre of attention and the feeling of all all eyes being on my body, working out whose eyes are locked onto my body and seeing the reaction. At the same time I am a little reserved. Usually these shows would involve nothing more than taking of my shirt, or walking around in my boxers. But, I would enjoy teasing and showing as much as possible but without actually being totally naked. On this particular day Tony, Mike and Joe had come round to my house. They are really cute sexy guys. Tony is 19 and the other guys are about the same. It was a great day, so we were out in the garden. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, but because it was a nice day I decided to lose the T-shirt and, yes, I enjoyed the way the eyes locked onto my body. They seemed to enjoy the show. We sat there for some time, when I asked who wanted a beer. The response was enthusiastic and immediate.

I toddled off back to the house to collect the ice cold beers and realised that, without a belt, my shorts were sliding down. I hitched them up. Then I hit on a plan. Dare I let them slide right off as I took the beers back? My hands would be full, so I couldn't do anything about it. The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. I dived into my room and removed my boxers, so I could go commando... much more exciting. I grabbed the beers and, before I could lose my courage, I loaded up both hands with the four beer glasses and headed back out to the garden. To my delight my shorts were heading southwards. It's a really sexy feeling as they slid down onto my hips. I could see that my friends were trying not too look totally transfixed... but clearly were. I could feel that my shorts had now reached the point where, if I move any further they would slide right down. At the same time I could not do anything to stop them as I was clutching four full beers in my hands. I cannot deny this was (a) extremely

arousing and (b) what I had hoped would happen. I stopped still. Tony, Mike and Joe were staring

and giggling. Tony leapt up from the chair. Was he going to take the beers so I could hitch my shorts up? I kind of hoped he wouldn't. Tony came towards me, his hands stretched out to take the beers. Damn! Then Joe said "pull his shorts down" and laughed nervously. "Steady on," I grinned. Hoping it was a playful enough to encourage Tony that this really would be a laugh. It worked. Sure enough Tony laughed, ran behind me and gave the waistband of my shorts a quick tug. The slipped down round my ankles. I was totally naked. I was outdoors, which makes being naked even more exciting. And my mates were totally transfixed. I could feel their eyes boring into me. My dick already a little hard and was getting harder. Still carrying the beers I stepped out of the shorts and walked toward my friends completely naked.  (The author is the naked guy in the brush on the right -->)

 At that point, Joe picked up his mobile phone
and started shooting video of me walking towards him naked. What happened next was amazing. When I got to Mike to offer him his beer, I guess the proximity of my hard dick was too inviting. He took the opportunity that I could not defend myself to grab my dick. Needless to say this produced an instant boner. I felt no desire to go back for my shorts but sat down with the guys, my dick still semi hard.

After a while, Joe stood up and, to a rendition of the "The Stripper" from the rest of us, he stripped off his t-shirt and shorts, then his boxers. Joe's video then got circulated and my naked antics became quite well known among our class. At parties I was always being asked to show more flesh and occasionally I did. That afternoon had made me less reserved. I had also made three great friends with whom I messed around even more. .

  

Camping Surprise: An original story

Date: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 13:13:35 +0100
From: fjaed abuda 
Subject: Camping Suprise (Gay Male)

 Palm trees swept loudly in the wind as the

 moonlight shone dimly over the
rough wild lawn. The fire crackled irregularly 

complementing the gentle
sparkle of the thousands of stars in the sky. 

Mark and Fred knew that
they'd need to talk at some point, but were 

both aware that it wasn't the
right time. The last time they'd been camping

together was a few years ago
and it brought back memories of the laughter 

shared by the group of young
teenagers. The soft warm air amplified their

 appreciative breaths after the
exhausting day on the road.

Mark decided that it was too hot to keep his 

thick hiking clothes on and
began to strip. Fred came to the same conclusion

 and they both undressed
into their boxers and allowed the cool breeze to 

refresh their aching
bodies. Normally Mark would have undoubtedly made a snide remark, which
would have been all but pleasant in the frame of mind they were both in. 

Mark was already confused enough that Fred had revealed that he was gay
after all the years the two had spent chasing and screwing different
girls. He'd even made the assumption that Fred was a tad homophobic after
his bitching when they went skinny dipping the previous summer and Mark had
popped a slight erection in the water. At the time, Mark had said that he
couldn't help but be slightly aroused by the warm water surrounding his
naked body, but he knew all too well that this wasn't the case -- it was
the first sight of Freddie's thick black pubes and the slight glimpse of
his cock for the first time. He'd tried hard to fight off his feelings of
curiosity, but found himself overwhelmed and thought it was just his
hormones as a teenager, causing him to think sexually in any situation.

Mark was intrigued by the male form, and scared of the fact. He wanted to
be with a girl and have kids when he was older, not be one of the stupid
gays with their effeminate mannerisms. He'd made a conscious choice to
follow his feelings towards girls, but was having second thoughts after his
friend only came out to him earlier in the day. All these thought rushed
through his head one by one and he couldn't help but find his eyes pointed
towards Fred's toned abdomen and the defined V-shape pointing down towards
his--

Mark turned his head quickly, what was he thinking?

He then noticed the slow rising of his briefs above his thighs as his own
penis began to grow. He jumped up anxiously and walked to get more firewood
without saying a word.

All the while, Fred was looking at the sky and 

only realized when Mark walked away. Must have been

 acting strange about earlier, he thought, still a 

little shaken up by Mark's seemingly unaccepting

 reaction earlier on.  Mark made sure he was out of 

sight of Fred before he crouched against a tree and 

couldn't help but wonder

if Fred had ever felt the same arousal towards him as

he had. Presumably, he'd have ruled it out as an option

 due to him being straight and just ignored the tempta-

tion.  But then Mark remembered how Fred had commented

 a few times about his good looks, just being a good

 mate he'd thought, but was now recognizing that perhaps

 he was attracted to him.

Mark felt a sudden surge of anger that Fred had taken 

him for granted all
these years and raced back towards the fire and pushed Fred towards the
ground as he sat. Mark looked at his friend lying on the floor. Fred had an
expression of astonishment and fear as Mark bunched his fist and held it
ready behind his shoulder. Not a word was said even then as Mark
contemplated releasing his anger and following through.

Then, as Mark was kneeling above Fred, with his legs either side of his
body and his hand pressed into Fred's shoulder, he noticed his uneven dark
hair and protruding cheekbones. He then had an impulse of a different kind
and leant his face in to Fred and kissed him hard. He restrained his head
and pulled back, his gaze remaining on Fred. What the fuck, rattled in
Mark's brain as he knelt. 

 Fred's face was predominantly shocked, but at the same time Mark could see
excitement in his eyes. Mark unwillingly leant in again and shoved his
tongue in Fred's welcoming mouth. It was beyond control now, Mark couldn't
help himself -- it just felt so right.

 Before Mark knew it, Fred had forcefully rolled him over, and lay above him
as the strong kiss sustained itself somehow, both of their eyes shut at the
same time. Their tongues were knotted together, entangled and exploring
each other's salivating mouths. Fred embraced Mark tightly, with one arm
around his muscled back and the other clutching his wiry blond hair. After
a few seconds he moved his mouth down to Mark's neck, and sucked strongly.
Mark's head tilted back in ecstasy.

This wasn't Fred's first gay experience, but he was a hell lot more turned
on this time for sure. He'd been longing to touch Mark for years. Fred
continued his way down Mark's body, firmly licking across his chest,
tasting the sweet remnants of sweat and the rough texture of his stubbly
fur. He couldn't wait any longer -- he readjusted and tugged down Mark's
briefs, exposing his thick, fully hard dick, which bounced up alert and
craving attention. He descended his mouth onto it in an instant, tongue at
the ready. It slid naturally between his lips and reached deep-throat
straight away, filling Fred with the most satisfying mouthful. He grabbed
Mark's strong ass and wide upper thigh as he religiously moved his head
back and forth against his stomach, feeling his penis pulsate gently
against the bridge of his mouth.

Mark knew immediately that he had no regrets. He desired Fred's cock more
than anything now and swung his body round excitedly, whispering for Fred
to carry on sucking between gasps of enjoyment. He tenderly encapsulated
Fred's smooth, uncut penis in his mouth and longingly embraced the salty
feel on his tongue. It was long and beautiful and demanded the respect that
Mark was now willing to give. He licked up and down its sides and
progressed to Fred's tight, finely separated bollocks. Whirling them around
his mouth and slowly masturbating Fred, he groaned with happiness as he
felt himself getting closer to coming.


The feeling was mutual -- Fred was approaching an orgasm as he continued
what he'd started. There was no way he'd stop until he'd given Mark what
he'd always wanted to. The boys' bodies rocked against each other sensually
as the ever increasing, awakening feeling of pleasure surged through them.
They worked on each other harder and harder, they were connected now. All
that could be heard were low grunts, becoming more and more frequent.

They came simultaneously, vibrating through each other -- it was electric.
The sensitivity welled up between them and they burst into each other's
mouths. Gullets open, swallowing the hot juice being expelled; they were
both intent on fulfilling the duty they had pledged.

Mark and Fred lay in the same 69 position for a good few seconds more,
their breathing slowing as it caught up with them what they'd just done.
Fred then spun round to face Mark and they kissed strongly once again,
unable to stop, their legs entangling. It had been heaven, and neither of
them wanted it to end.

Freeballing as Fashion, Lifestyle and Fetish

Freeballing as Fashion, Lifestyle and Fetish

Getting Freeballing and Flashing Confused?

Something that is super cool for me is freeballing AND some peekboo flashing at the same time. One thing about thie Freeballing.com site/group is that I don't think we are ever going to resolve the controversy/confusion about what is just plain freeballing and what is flashing/exposing/exhibitionism.. but it's not really necessary to make that divide clear.. we should be celebrating what makes us more alike than different. There is something very hot about guys in boards shorts, especially those without shirts and who are clearly freeballing. When they are confident, proud of their bodies -- not afraid to show of their assets -- they are at the most masculine. I don't think you'd need to be gay to find such guys attractive -- at least you'd want to hang out with cool guys like that.

Freeballing as Fetish
Is freeballing for me a type of more or less 'innocent' flashing -- like the way a woman might show cleavage or wear a mini-skirt and high heels?
I have my own way to freeball and enjoy a bit of peekaboo flashing. My cargo pants and a pair of shorts have a short belt with clip buckle across the front that can be adjusted so I can control how much they sag without falling off. So if I'm in a flashing mode or the mood hits me, then I can unzip a bit and get ready for those who having probing eyes.
Peekaboo Flashing as a fashion statement or fetish?
I mean most people are never going to see anything -- so I am NOT flashing them against their will [I don't get off on doing that - -although I do not take offense when someone does it to me ]. Most peoples' eyes just don't follow a guy's crotch line UNLESS they are interested. It's when I notice their interest that I can act accordingly.. I can simply pull up my shirt a bit and give an interested observer (as you probably guess having guy's watch is more of a turn on for me) an half-inch or maybe more of peekaboo skin. If they really show interest, then they can get a real eyeful just by my stretching way up and turning around and bending over -- half a crack is exposed. In this form of stealth exhibitionism, I can be careful about who gets to see without offending anyone. Yet, I can please those whose eyes have sought out my crotch (or butt) so that they can actually find what they want to see.

Well, I am not showing this much cock normally -- just making it very obvious
for the viewers on this blog. ->

Walking the dog is where I do most of my freeball showing off. Most mornings I head out the door at 7:00am with my pet on a leash in these see-thru sports shorts. It seems that very few people even actually notice, but once in a while somebody takes a second look. The view is subtle enough that you can't really be sure of what you're seeing except in the right light and then it may take a second look to confirm that they really did see what they thought they say, but that time I'm walking further down the street. So far I've not had anybody chase after me to double check. It's a great feeling freeballing and then having a bit of thrill from the possibilitiy of being seen adds the excitement. I know not every freeballer is doing so to be seen but I can't imagine that guys who wear no underwear can be totally oblivous to the fact that other people will notice the bounce of flesh of their pants.

I know flashing is something more than freeballing and not everyone who visits and participates in this site and in freeballing may personally approve or ever consider it, but accept the fact that some people freeball because it is only one layer away from liberating nudity -- that doesn't mean real exhibitionism -- like jacking off or abusing someone's innocence. Actually I don't have the guts (or should I saw balls) to really flash an 'innocent' person and I wouldn't want to anyway -- although I do go to nude beaches and there are other places to look at nude and semi-nude people and be seen - -lockerrooms, changing in and out of uniforms or at recreation areas. But it turns me on sometimes and gives me a real high -- when I am freeballing to be 'barely dressed' - almost naked under my clothes -- so the loose fit, sagging pants and open fly give me that feeling. If I were ever to encounter somebody who showed interest, then I might be able to pull up my shirt a bit and give 'em a bit of skin.


It is a world apart and great place to be yourself- freeballing or whatever. I am always about half naked (if not completely) when I am spending time on the Big Island. I was in Kailua-Kona in early August and wore some short, see-thru shorts while walking around town late at night. It was cool - except one dude walked by and then turned around said "Hey, dude. You should go put on some pants." I just smiled because it meant he'd been looking and had also looked back at my ass too after he passed.. so I think that fact caught up with him -- he realized he'd been looking at a guy's crotch so I guess he had to call me on it to justify himself.

Idolizing Masculinity through Freeballing
Take guys in the military, for instance -- there must be a great feeling about the camaraderie of being together and facing the possibility of danger/risk of war.. surely that brings guys to share a lot and want to share the same .. so I imagine soldiers and sailors talk about wearing underwear or not, and a lot of cool stuff. I found this collage on the net and while we can't be sure of their freeballing, it sure looks like they are enjoying being close -- freeballing together under those shorts would make them feel even closer.

Seeing friends bathe or your buddies changing into and out of athletic gear without worrying about who was looking or being ashamed of showing off their bodies (genitals are just one part of our bodies -- so why do they get such a bad rap ?). There are not enough models in our societies --especially the US -- but I think there are some other cultures where friends being nude together is not such a big deal and gives nobody any grief -- nor do they suffer any. If this situation were in Europe -- these guys who swim together might very be naked and enjoying it all the same.

Freeballing crosses lifestyle, and gender orientation barriers

Freeballing may remind us of the tension / difference between gay and straight but it is something that brings us together more than it separates.
The interaction on the discussion threads illustrates something I really love about freeballing.com -- I find that freeballing.com is one of the few sites on the Internet as a 'virtual community' and may also be one of the few actual 'communities' where men of all ages, gender preferences and persuasions (including moral and religious) freely mix and interact -- where, for the most part, there is little moralizing or discrimination one way or another.
But again, it may have more to do with how you perceive yourself and your own identity (sexual and beyond). While it may not be readily obvious, what appears to be "conflicts" between members are for the most part handled in a fairly mature and progressive manner.
The real nature of human gender identity and the complexities of male sexuality all come into play here. But no one is blasting away with "I hate faggots" or accusing straight men of being anything else just because we all freeball or show off our sexuality or bond with the people with whom we have a strong affection. I know I'm intellectualizing -- so let me try to make it less academic but still get my point across -- if I can. Freeballing is an act of freeing yourself (at least from one point of view that sounds simplistic -- however, it may be a lot more and a more significant kind of self-liberating act. I think one of the reasons it is considered an alternative practice is because it represents also freeing oneself from the unnatural boundaries forced upon us about our sexual/emotional identities as men in society that is rapidly evolving. By all rights, somehotwink and hungteenfb have NO obligation to try to defend their relationships with their cousins (or younger friends or whomever). I am glad that they do and can -- that is one of the values of this discussion board. I think we should all listen to what people are saying (believe me - it is hard to write in a few sentences enough to explain), and not try to interpret what they are not saying.

I just know that I can get on a philosophical high horse and come across like an academic geek sometimes when I get started writing - especially if I feel I am championing justice and liberty -- that's what we should call it -- libertyballing -- taking up and defending one's right to freeball and fraternalize -- bonding with one's band of fellow men - irrespective of age and without the necessity of any sexual gratification (not 'fraternize' - that's something different.) [ Sorry this probably belongs in a separate blog entry but I'm too lazy/rushed to that now.]


Cross-cultural Perspective on Freeballing

I wonder how many other national costumes or traditional clothes allow for freeballing?
I've spent a lot of time in Japan and a few other countries where the national costume -- kimono or yukata (light summer informal kimono with fundoshi (loin cloth)) (at least it remains one of the traditional ways that some people dress --especialy for festivals or typical Japanese cultural events) does make freeballing sort of accepted.
As I said in an earlier post (Scottish singer in a kilt), I wonder how many national / native or traditional costumes make it easy (or not) to freeball and perhaps to catch a glimpse. We've seen that many guys wearing kilts do not have anything on underneath.

I have lived at times in Japan and still have strong connections to it. I find the kimono and in particular the yukata give a great opportunity to freeball. The traditional kimono, which is really as formal nowadays as a tuxedo and not worn very often at all, does not work out very well for freeballing -- mainly because it is worn for ceremonial events and people are not likely to move around much. The kimono is also worn tightly bound and can have several undergarments and belts (obi) so that it is not likely to come open. Damn, it must even be difficult to take a leak or squat to use the bathroom. However, the yukata is quite a bit different. It is a casual summer kimono-like one piece outfit -- typically worn for festivals and as night wear / indoor wear at hotsprings resorts and fine hotels.

Traditionally, Japanese men (and there are some people who do still) wear the yukata and its shorter version (the happi coat) as casual wear -- although mostly it is only during the summer and fall festivals, but a few for daily wear especially during the hot humid summer season. Under the yukata -- and sometimes ONLY without even the yukata-- is worn the traditional Japanese loincloth called the "fundoshi." It is not exactly underwear because it can be worn as swimwear or beach wear, as festival gear, and as an undergarment for a yukata (or kimono). Normally, only men wear a fundoshi, but some guys think it is very sexy for women to wear them .. so you sometimes see women in porno wearing a fundoshi.

Fundoshi is not really about freeballing -- it is a wrap that curls up from behind and under and can even tightly bind your balls, but it certainly does not leave much to the imagination once in place. There are a couple of styles - -the one for festivals is often twisted into a knotty rope like a thong and rides up the crack of your ass. Other style leave a hanging cover of the front so it's a bit hard to see the guy's encased mound of cock and balls, but this flying droop moves and floats around so you do get a view sometimes.


I'm not Japanese and don't have much chance to wear a yukata or fundoshi, but I have an acquaintance in Japan who has been after me to try them. He is a Buddhist priest who is about 35, married with two small children. The place I stay is just next door to the temple so he invariably invites me over when he knows I am in Japan. Perhaps he is just trying to be nice by introducing me to traditional Japanese culture -- Japanese are not very big on evangelical Buddhism (although I hear it does exist). On a recent trip to Tokyo, he insisted on measuring me for a yukata and told me he would have onr made for me and then show me how to wear it and we would go to a fireworks festival wearing a yukata. While he was measuring me, he got down on his knees in front of me (apparently in total innocence) but it sure made me wonder. He first had me pull off my trousers and then he measured about my waist and hips while I standing there in a bare of almost mesh semi see-thru boxers. I had to pull my t-shirt down over the front to conceal what could have been a eyeful of my semi-freeballing. The next day he came running up to me again and wanted to measure me again -- he thought he might have made a mistake so it surely did get me to questioning his motives. For now, I will assume he has only my "cross-cultural" education at heart and nothing else. I do have to say that it will be interesting if he wants to teach me how to wear a fundoshi next!

There are a few different types of 'fundoshi' style (Japanese loincloths). I guess you might say they are more like "freebutting" instead of freeballing, but what the hell, I think they look pretty cool. This photo above shows a guy's full body tatoo (irezumi) -- still quite popular with a certain segment of the Japanese -- it was strongly associated with gangsters (yakuza) but less so nowadays. Notice the twisted rope effect in the crack of his fundoshi -- wonder what that feels like -- maybe it helps keeps his semi-hard so that the spectators can enjoy the festival "show" even more. You can see different lengths of "happi" coats in this pic-- so the fundoshi is not really meant to be covered up -- although it can serve as underwear -- it is more like a 400 year old Japanese Speedo bikini or gym shorts.

Finding pics of freeballing
I wish it were easy to tell you where to find photos of men in uniform. While there are some sites devoted to sexual activities of military men - I don't actually really collect those and won't be posting them here - -since that's not what this site is about. I don't know of any one source that would have so many photos of men in uniform (who are freeballing) - unless you are willing to pay to join (which I am not).
I found these in various places: Yahoo groups, also just by searching Google images, others were mixed in with some other photos -- like someone's private gallery on their personal web page. Justusboys.com allows members to keep up to hundreds of photos to share with others (a free service). You sometimes run across a few in the amateurs self-postings or discussion boards, such as dudesnude.com

It took a bit of searching and also over an extended period of time.
What I typically do is to save photos I run across on the net by category (or even in multiples categories - like a red head, military guy in uniform who is freeballing (or exposing). I have different folders for main categories and then make sub-folders. I tend to like photos that are realisitic with guys who are genuinely engaged in whatever they're doing -- whether freeballing while shopping or strolling through town or goofing off in the lockerroom, or pulling some antics -- like mooning at a frat party, etc. I also tend to get stimulated by one (or two) certain categories so I'll look for and save those types of photos for a while -- that's what's happened recently with uniforms and guys in boardshorts. I also have a pretty large collection of guys in sports -- both on an off the field (I don't mean porn but mostly real photos of athletes in action, partying, horsing around in the lockeroom,etc) -- but something like that is easier to find a whole website devoted too -- such as http://www.gaysports.co.uk/