Got flashed on the night of the full moon in July

 

 

I am gradually become a flasher or at least I find it increasingly provocative to free-ball or sometimes wear semi-transparent or see-thru clothes.

For the first time in a very LONG time, I was actually FLASHED last night (July 17). I am so excited because this means I am NOT alone - -there is at least one other guy in my neighborhood area who into flashing/streaking. Great!

I was ecstatic last night (not just because of the full moon) to finally get flashed by a guy -- who was completely naked - under the street lamps along a tree-lined walkway bordering the cemetery where I walk the dog (my real pet and the one hanging between my legs . Anyway, I went out last night at about 11pm. That's not my usual mode-- I don't get off by just flashing in the dark -- I mean what's the point in flashing if nobody can see you. However, now I see WHY guys do go out and flash at night. They may have MORE chance of actually been seen because the flashees are more likely to be looking. 

I usually walk my dog almost every morning between the hours of 6-8am and I hardly ever even get so much as a glance -- even when I am wearing my latest creation (see photo -- a pair of nylon athletic /jogging pants with the lining cut out -- just leaving a pair of very revealing mesh pants). So before you write me off as a true pervert -- just realize that I don't think that I have actually been "seen" by anybody in my neighborhood. I am discreet and also chicken-hearted (no -- I did NOT say chicken-shit). My flashing near or at nude beaches and at gay resorts, or in the French Quarter for Southern Decadence, does not really count at flashing - I mean most of the people there are doing it too or are out looking for those who are.

Now back to my story about getting flashed on July 17th!

I was delighted when I got up the entrance of the huge cemetery about 700 ft from my place -- to see a guy completely naked about 50 ft away jogging up the narrow elevated walk way the runs along the edge of the cemetery. 

He must have seen me first as I emerged from the side street because by the time I saw him, he had flipped around and headed off in the other direction. Of course, he wouldn't know I would absolutely want to JOIN him in his naked romp so he did what most good flashers do -- he turned around and just jogged back the way he came. I lost him because the trail roams in and out among pines and other trees -- so he pranced down the natural obstacle course and before I could cross and start to follow, he was already gone. 

I didn't want to RUN after him and scare him away forever -- he might too scared to do it again if he thought I was a self-righteous pervert-basher -- so I did the next best thing: I got naked too and walked down the same path (under intermittent street lights and then entered the cemetery from the next entrance about 200 yards down the way. There weren't many cars passing by but there is a row of houses which line the street on the opposite side. Any body could just look out the window. I can just hear them now saying " Oh look, George -- there goes another naked guy." "Yes, dear. I guess the full moon brings out all the streakers." LOL

Actually, that's more what we looked like -- streakers -- than flashers. 
I went in the cemetery and walk around - naked and stroking - of course - but he didn't come back by. You can see through the scattered line of trees along fence line where that pathway winds all along the eastern edge of the cemetery. So I'm looking forward to meeting up with a fellow flasher -- or maybe it was just a one-time full moon event. 

I went back to the scene of that flash this morning and showed a little bit of full MOON of my own -- here's what those jogging pants look like. 

I am definitely going to take them (and wear them wherever I can get away with it) during my long extended travels from now until after Labor Day. 

See you in Japan, Hawaii (Puna), Russian River (CA), in KY/Ohio/NY, Canada(Ottawa), Provincetown, NYC, Munich/Prague, Croatia (Rovinj), and maybe at Southern Decadence -- these pants will not even attract attention on the French Quarter with so many guys with their crotches open and women with their boobs exposed. 

More of the travel adventures in a later blog.

"The spirit is willing but the flash is week day and and week end. "

 

Caught Jerking in a Public Park by a Young Japanese Guy

 
An original story first published on my JUB blog

by sunbuns99 / sunbuns  / sunbunz

Some of the photos are of me and a few were even taken on this day by cellphone camera. But the others are just photos found on the Net. I obviously didn't get a photo the stranger who caught me naked and jerking -- although now I wish I had asked him to take a picture.

  I do a lot of traveling to Asia -- recently to Hong Kong and into southern China and have lived in Tokyo for long periods at a time. I want to tell about flashing a clothed Japanese guy in Tokyo a couple of summer .. actually, it was one of the first times to really flash a guy and get more than just a reaction. He seemed to really like seeing me nude and enjoyed watching me jerk off. It happened in a public park on Tokyo Bay and the young man was a complete stranger who was attracted by his noticing I was naked in a public park where other people where around. It caused hime to come closer and catch me masturbating and even to encourage me to ejaculate. It was one of the hottest experiences I've ever had with a stranger.
[ The photo on the left just above is one of the author's of this blog.]

                                         

It was in early June and I had some time off so I went down to Odaiba -- which is a large man-made island in Tokyo Bay just across the Rainbow Bridge (I think that is name). There is a beach (not much good for swimming because the water is so dirty, but there are some windsurfers in the water). Out passed this sandy beach which is about 1000 m/yds longs, there is a walkway out to some old man-made islands (one is exactly square). 

These were built to appear to be fortifications and there were large fake cannons (highly phallic - if you ask me) that were supposed to scare off Admiral Perry and the American Navy way back in the mid 1800s. Anyway, this area is a public park now. So I headed out there one sunny Friday in June to check it out. I found one corner of the 'square' island where there were fewer people. It faced the long suspension bridge that spanned from Odaiba island over to main Tokyo. 

The island has a embankment around the perimeter but the entire center is at a much lower level so you have to climb up stairs to reach the banks -- this means that many people don't actually see over perimeter as they walk around the island. There were some other people (partly clothed) sunning themselves further on down this side of the island so I decided to strip down to undies and catch some rays.

 One guy was wearing only a fundoshi - the wrap around loin cloth that used to be traditional Japanese underwear and now is typically only worn during festivals. Seeing him almost nude inspired me.
It wasn't long before I went further and took off all clothes. It was a grassy slope leading down the bank and I was sitting under a tree so it was not so clearly obvious to pedestrians who went up the stone stairs 30 ft behind me that I was nude. But if someone came off the walkway along the embankment and walked down the grassy slope, they get a good idea. So it was not a blatant act of flashing .. I was sunbathing nude, but that would only be clear to someone who was curious enough to approach me. There were boats that passed in the harbor which might have been able to see more if the driver or passengers were interested -- also pedestrians who walked along the bridge walkway could catch a glimpse of a nude form in the grass but they could not clearly identify me unless that had binoculars (or a zoom lens) since the bridge was far off. I stayed for nearly two hours -- not much happened.

Another foreign guy (not Japanese -- I think he was European) came up and seemed interested. He sat down about 50 ft away and sometimes gave me a look. Later he got up and came over to ask a question about directions, I was pretty sure that he was not going to scream in panic and just wanted to get a closer look so I really didn't cover up. But he was pretty much on the level and didn't comment on my nudity or really show that much interest either. So he moved on after we chatted just a minute.

Well, I found that very stimulating to be sitting there nude in a public park in Tokyo -- admittedly it was rather isolated, but it was one of my first flashing experiences. I never consider being naked on nude beaches as flashing - -although I suppose if you are showing a hard cock in the dunes like you are baiting a cocksucker with a hook, line, and sinker -- that might count. I've done that.. but this was the first time to be completely naked in front of strangers (few and far between ) in a public park where most people would NOT expect nudity.

It was not too long afterward that I noticed a younger Japanese guy (maybe 20) walking along the embankment on my right. There was a concrete gulley (used to drain the central plain of the island) that was too wide to cross between us. He noticed me and then he sat down on a bench about 75 ft away but kept looking over at me, obviously intrigued. I lay back at one point so that he could get a real glimpse of cock and pubic hair so he could confirm I was really nude. That would either get his juices going or he'd just leave if he were not interested in seeing dick. Sure enough, he got up but with an obvious glint of real interest in his eyes. So he made his way back up the ridge, and then proceeded down in the center of the island and disappeared. In a short time, he reappeared at the top again and looked around, seeming to decide if it was all right to approach me. 

After all, I was this naked foreign (white) guy sititing in the grass on a warm summer's day not far from downtown Tokyo. I don't think it was something he had ever seen -- neither was it something I had ever done -- so blatantly. He kept his eyes on me -- wanting to get a look at my cock which had now stood up hard and erect - since his interest was so obvious. I was starting to drip pre-cum as he made his way down the slope and around the tree and then stopped in front of me - standing between me and the bridge in the distance.

He sat down on one of the poles that supported the single length of chain that roped off the edge of the bank, staring at my erection. He was definitely cute and I could see the lust in his eyes -- I was really excited and as he sat there I could not help but reach for my hard cock and stroke it. He moved up closer and stood over me as I stroked more. He braced my legs with his and pushed them wider so that he could get a better look at my ass crack too. He urged to me on -- asking in Japanese, ' Ii kimochi?' (Does that feel good?) I grunted in response and he asked me to go on beating, 'motto yatte'. (Do it more). I wanted him to reach down and touch me but he kept glancing to his left and right down either side of the embankment. Still he was encouraging me to keep stroking, 'ii nah".. "kimochi?". "Yatte." I could not keep quiet because it was SO hot to be watched by a complete stranger in a public park who was clearly enjoying the show. I was moaning too and responding to his taunts I pushed against his legs and raised up to reach for his cock through his loose athletic pants, but he pulled upright. Maybe he was straight or maybe he was too cautious to do anything himself, but he was certainly very interested in watching me jerk my cock which was copiously leaking clear pre-cum across my belly. It didn't take long at this point before I was ready to let my cum fly.

The guy watched more intently and bent over to get a closer look when my spunk started to splatter my stomach and chest. When I was done, he gave me a smile, checked around to see if we had been observed by anybody else. He adjusted his own erection in his pants to make it less obvious and then walked away. It took me a few minutes to get cleaned up but I decided not to press my luck so I got dressed and left shortly after that. It was my first public masturbation for a stranger -- it started me on my 'career' as a cock flasher, I guess. But so far, I've not had quite a similar experience. I have only one regret -- not asking him to take a picture of me jacking in front of him with my cell phone. I have some cell phone cam photos taken then but they don't show him. 
 

Targeting a perfect stranger by my morning flash

For nearly two years (very infrequently off and on), I've tried to get a younger man (about 23-27) who rides to work on his bicycle through the cemetery (above) to notice my peekaboo flashing (see thru, hole-riddled and mesh clothes).  He's not ever really taken the bait and generally turns his head or avert his eyes - if we're too close - so that he can't be 'accused' of looking. I am pretty positive  he knows what I'm up to ... a few times a month I make a sudden appearance  on his route - sometimes with my zipper down or sometimes with a pair of mesh shorts with my shirt tucked in just for him to see my pale cock wiggle from side- to-side as walk by him. If he were so disgusted or fearful (of being stalked), he could easily find another path to his work (I think he's working at a small commercial airport not too far away) because I meet him usually (once a week or so) around 7:00am and he returns about home the same route in mid-afternoon. Wednesday are his day off so he works on Saturdays as well.  See what I mean ... in a posting (original from May 10), cygnus wants to find a place to flash in Holland. Of course, there are many more people of Asian origin in most European cities than you would find Non-Asians (caucasians) in major cities of the country where I live. Look how he described himself "I am skinny asian boy" (a very cute one from the looks of his attached photo ), but does being a racial minority have an effect on us wanting to be a flasher (or to expose ourselves). I would say deep down psychologically it does. We're not talking about simply travelling to a country that has a very different ethnicity as your own. But actually living, working and becoming immersed in the language, culture and daily life for a long period of time  (few to many years) might prompt extreme minority members to crave acceptance beyond the 'normal' channels. I noticed some str8 flasher on the other discussion forum on this site who fit this  profile. I'll need a shrink to help me explain it or explore the ideas within myself - but others may have some insight to share. So does this strike a harmonic chord with anybody else who is a would-be flasher / exhibitionist and who is also in a racial minority in the country of residence where  you live and work. Things have gotten more daring on my part this month. A couple of times  recently I've gotten more bold.. like this morning. From the road, he would see  me something like this (photo attached). I realize it's very tame by comparison  (to other's extreme flashing - but HEY!.. we are NOT all made or built the same,  right?) I'm standing in a pathway between grave plots about 7 meters from the main road that runs through the cemetery.  It's a straight wide (private) road with no thru vehicle traffic - so I only have to be careful about pedestrians and bicyclists going east/west. Before taking up my position just off the road, I scout out downthe road to see if he's approaching and then take up my position (like the photo).  I'm turned a bit to the left but I can him clearly when I look to my right. I've  done this before but never pulled my pants all the way down until recently. Earlier, I was taking a piss (or pretending too). So twice recently.. when I knew nobody else was approaching either direction .. I've pulled down my pants and starting jerking my cock (not hard in this 'staged' recreation of the scene). There should be no doubt that he can see me in this peripheral vision but he's TOO damned chicken or just not going to give me the pleasure knowing he's looking. He's smart - not a smart-alec and he's not looking for a confrontation but he's not looking to see 'dick' if he can help it either. I know it's pretty stupid (fruitless is a better word LOL) -maybe useless to try to keep flashing this guy (if you can call it that). But the challenge just seems to be increasing my feelings of urgency. This time after he went by without so much as a smile or frown/scowl or side glance... I had to go deeper off the main road and beat off til I came. Is this going to lead to me trying to go to greater lengths to get the guy to look? I think the attraction is that I sort of 'feel' like I know him -- ridiculous idea (I know) but at least we recognize each other. Sometimes he almost can't help it if I suddenly meet him coming around a corner but it's risky to be 'showing' more than just wearing see-thru mesh - because mothers with school children, old ladies and men heading to their office job are equally likely to suddenly appear around the same corners. I know he does look my way at times .. but it's only when I'm 20-50 meters away. There is a large plaza (paved area) along the main road, where we sometimes cross paths at a much great distance. It is at times like that when I have my zipper down and my cock partly exposed. I notice then that he 'seems' to take a brief look .. but if I'm too close.. he averts his eyes or even turns his head. What do you think? It's not much of a flashing experience - but it's the most 'real' flashing I've ever done (not counting nude beaches and CMNM with male strangers in hostels/campsites). He's got to know that I'm 'beating off' for him, but he's closed to the idea. Any suggestions?

See what I mean ... in a posting (original from May 10) cygnus wants to find a place to flash in Holland. Of course, there are many more people of Asian origin in most European cities than you would find Non-Asians (caucasians) in major cities of the country where I live. Look how he described himself "I am skinny asian boy" (a very cute one from the looks of his attached photo ), but does being a racial minority have an effect on us wanting to be a flasher (or to expose ourselves). I would say deep down psychologically it does. We' re not talking about simply travelling to a country that has a very different  ethnicity as your own. But actually living, working and becoming immersed in the  language, culture and daily life for a long period of time - (few to many years) might prompt extreme minority members to crave acceptance beyond the 'normal' channels. I noticed some str8 flasher on the other discussion forum on this site who fit this profile. I'll need a shrink to help me explain it or explore the ideas within myself - but others may have some insight to share. So does this strike a harmonic chord with anybody else who is a would-be flasher / exhibitionist and who is also in a racial minority in the country of residence where you live and work?

Suburban nudism - exposed at public recreation area

sunbuns Desperately flashing Susan Joined: 23 Apr 2005 Posts: 126 Location: Hawaii, San Diego, travel a lot US,Asia, Europe, etc

Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 12:23 pm Post subject: Suburban nudism - exposed at public recreation area Summer's dwindling away slowly here. But the sunny days are no longer so humid; school's getting started so that brings out teams and athletic groups. Fortunately, we've had few typhoons (Pacific hurricanes) so far this season). Instead of spending all summer abroad (US/Europe), I returned to JP and have had a few weeks off. Lucky for me, it means trips locally (by bike), into the big city (for the gay baths) or further away. Just minutes by bicycle from my house is a (usually) shallow river that has large flat flood-zone embankments which are used for recreation areas. I've been spending lots of time there - sunny myself (almost naked or sometimes completely - SEE NEXT article). I was pleasantly surprised recently to be flashed (accidental exposure - really) by some college age frisbee soccer dudes. (see pics below)   The best 'exposing' was done on a Sunday afternoon. But unfortunately, I didn't have my camera. I went back two days later and the same group was practicing. This time I got some photos; however, the two hottest guys who naked 'incidents' I wrote about in the blog entry (below) weren't as exhibitionistic as before. I wrote about it in one of my blogs: http://kelly-sb.blogspot.com/2008/08/japanese-dudes-use-nudity-for.html Still ... I think you can get a flavor of what I was seeing before - since their undressing after practice lasted over a 15-20 minute period. They are not intentionally flashing anybody - except maybe each other - although I can't see why they wouldn't know that anybody (like the white American guy sitting around the field) could be watching or even people passing on the walkway above them. However, I found it so ironic that they could so easily get naked -- since Japanese are so shy in some aspects of their individual personalities and social culture. Paradoxically, people in groups can get away with almost anything if the 'group's' mores/norms allow it. It was both intriguing and downright sexy to watch. Enough so that afterwards, I had to get naked and exposed - on my own. It was easy and ohh so fun .. being inspired to nakedness! Kelly

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Jerking off in a local river ( inspired by seeing soccer boy butts)

sunbuns
Desperately flashing Nobody


Joined: 23 Apr 2005
Posts: 126
Location: Hawaii, San Diego, travel a lot US,Asia, Europe, etc

Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 12:46 pm Post subject:
As I said, I was inspired to try out some innocent naked exposure on my own -- hardly innocent - but not malicious either. Who knows maybe there was someone with a camera, taking photos of my naked body - just as I had done with the frisbee team above. About 4:30pm when the fisherman leave the river (most have on waders and are out flying fishing), I move from near the side of the frisbee soccer field on down to the river's edge. There is a grassy / bushy area between the field area and the river banks, which is lower, flat but wdie, and partially hidden - except from people who are either on the river's edge or who are standing on the other side of the river. It's covered in smooth rounded rocks and pebbles. I strip and wear my wrap-around (pareo) to get into the water. Then remove it and swim in the very shallow cool and clean (mostly clean) water. It's not the muddy crap you see in China or some other Asian nations. The water in Japan is mostly clean so much so that you're tempted to drink it - and probably could without risk. The people in Japan are proud of their water and a lot of public works money is spent to ensure its quality and efficiency. I start jerking my cock and it gets hard, knowing that someone might be able to see me -- either from the opposite banks, or the apartment building balconies just beyond that. Other 'viewers' might suddenly come down the embankment from behind me and interrupt my masturbating, but that only serves to get me more excited. Two teenage boys are fishing at my left down the river - they could have looked up - to see a naked male figure on the horizon. I keep looking to see if they noticed - but had no indication that they ever did. If anybody gazes in my direction for a little while, they would see the regular pumping movements of my arm and a hand that's moving back and forth at my crotch. I'm not going to stand up - it's not even 5 pm and the sun is still one hour before setting - bathing me in soft yellowish light. Before long, my cum mingles with the mossy rocks and flows rapidly away downstream. Before that, I had taken some pics of me standing or kneeling in the water. There were pics too of people around me.

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Kelly