Various CMNM Situations - Which one have you been in?

I Like CMNM:  Clothed Male, Nude Male

Filming A Mate Take A Shower.

 

When I was in high school me and some friends went away for a weekend to a filmmaking festival. The idea was to spend the weekend making a funny short film and having a good time away from our parents. The film we had written was a B-grade style horror film spoofing films like texas chainsaw massacre and psycho. And so, of course, there was a shower scene where one of the characters was murdered...
During the shoot I was behind the camera and one friend was in charge of the special effects (tomato sauce in water pistols). The victim was being played by another one of our friends. He had no shirt on and was just in his shorts. He was young and skinny but had some defined muscles and the beginnings of a six-pack. We discussed how we were going to shoot the scene and had a quick rehearsal. Then he ******** down to his underpants and stepped into the shower ready to shoot.

With the water flowing and soaking his briefs, I could clearly make out the shape of his package. He seemed to be quite aware of this, and in fact,  seemed to be enjoying showing off. He kept grabbing at his crotch to try and make his bulge look bigger. We angled the camera so that only his top half could be seen and you couldn't tell that he wasn't completely naked, but take after take the waistband of his briefs kept creeping up into frame and ruining the shot.

My friend asked if it would be easier to film if he really was naked. The thought went through my mind that we probably didn't need him to *****, but honestly I was a little curious and without hesitation he pulled off his 
briefs. He immediately started pulling on his **** to make it grow just a little bigger, he obviously wanted us to see he had a decently sized ****. I tried not to look, or at least look like I was looking, because I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. But he was staring at my eyes, not looking away. It felt like he wanted me to look and he wanted to catch me peeking.

At first I felt very awkward that he was naked while me and the others were fully clothed and I was pointing a camera directly at him. But it became less awkward when i realized that he was quite comfortable and was, in fact, enjoying it. 'It's okay, you can look at my ****' he said, which surprised me. After that I couldn't help but look, he grabbed his **** again which had grown slightly since he pulled it out and he stood proudly with it hanging between his legs. It wasn't awkward anymore but quite a funny situation.We finished shooting the scene and he jumped out of the shower. He hung out in the nude for a while before he got dressed.
 It's funny, amongst my current group of friends I have a reputation of being overly comfortable with nudity and stripping off at parties etc. But thinking back to that day, I found it quite impressive seeing someone so eager to ***** off in front of their friends and show everything.

stagfilmfinatic 22-25, M

See the story below in its original location at:

http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Like-Cmnm-Clothed-Male-Nude-Male/4941529

Exhibitionist Coffee

During the summer I had gone to the local nude beach (about 20 miles away) a few times and enjoyed it as people walked past and had a good look at me sunbathing naked. It’s a long beach with the nude section up in the dunes at the far end so anyone at that part of the beach is fully aware it is nude and expects to see people naked. I would find a nice spot, ***** off and settle down to sun myself knowing it wouldn’t be long before some beach walkers would come past. As the dunes undulate up and down you don’t know if there will be someone over the next peak of a dune so sometimes walkers would suddenly appear almost next to me. Some of the walkers were just walking and nothing more. Others were hoping to “stumble” across nude sunbathers to they could get an eyeful. So occasionally someone would suddenly appear close to me and make quite a show of apologizing for disturbing me but at the same time making sure they had a good look. And I’m fairly sure some people came past more than once. Mostly the walkers were dressed, or at least wearing swimmers, and I quite enjoyed the fact that they were seeing me naked while they were clothed. Occasionally some would stop and chat and I really enjoyed it as they stood looking down on me as I lay naked before them. It was the typical British chatter about the weather and very seldom did they comment on the fact I was naked….but some did and that was fun.

Some weeks later I was fully dressed waiting to meet a friend outside the post office in the town near the beach when this chap walked past, nodded and said hello. I politely nodded back and said hello to him too. He stopped and smiled and said “You don’t recognize me do you?” I replied that I didn’t and he said that he had almost not recognized me with my clothes on but was now sure we had chatted before. The look of surprise on my face made him laugh and he explained that he had seen me on the nude beach and had made a point of walking past a few times and even stopped to chat once or twice as an excuse to have a good look at me. We chatted a bit and although I couldn’t recall chatting with him he described the towel I was lying on etc. and then said that I was circumcised – which is true – so clearly we must have chatted….or at least he had seen me naked before. He was in his 60’s and called Bill and said he admired my body and had really enjoyed chatting to me on the beach as he looked at me naked. He gave me his number and said if ever I wanted somewhere to ***** off during the winter I could visit him at his house which was nearby. Then my friend arrived and Bill said goodbye but as he went he said I should call him.


A week or so later I met my friend again and I was just about to head for home when I remembered Bill and called him and asked if he was serious about what he had said the last time. He said he hadn’t really expected to hear from me but would love to see me and invited me round for a coffee, although it couldn’t be for very long as he had to go out later.
I wasn’t sure what to expect when I knocked on his door but thought it likely he would ask me to ***** off. He welcomed me in and showed me through to the living room and we sat and chatted a bit. We went over the old ground of how he had enjoyed chatting to me as he admired my naked body during the summer and his surprise when he saw me in town. He seemed to enjoy describing my body to me as if confirming to both of us that we had chatted and he had in fact seen me naked before. I found it quite exciting to hear his description of my body and particularly how he described the parts you would only see if I was naked….the level of detail he had convinced me that he had definitely seen me naked before!



Then he said I should feel free to take my clothes off. I laughed and said I had wondered when that would happen. He said he would love to see me naked again and had hoped that was why I had visited! So, in front of a retired gentleman who I had only just met, but who had clearly seen me naked before, I took all my clothes off. Although I still couldn’t recall chatting to him on the beach his description of my body and the fact that he seemed like a nice guy meant I was happy to do it. I was a bit nervous as I hadn’t really ******** off for someone like this before, but his reaction and appreciation soon put me at ease. Being naked for strangers on a beach is very different for being naked for someone specifically because they have asked to see my body. I was now sitting naked on the sofa and nervous over what was going to happen next. He asked if it was ok for him to remain dressed as he was quite shy but loved the fact I was so exhibitionist. I took that as an invitation to show myself off so I stood and paraded about the room before standing in front of him and making sure he had a good look. He watched and clearly enjoyed what he was seeing.



Then he asked if I would like a drink so I followed him into the kitchen where he put the kettle on and made us both a coffee, chatting normally but he was also looking me over and smiling as he did so. We stood chatting with our drinks about the weather, traffic, etc. He showed me round his house and the view from his upstairs bedroom of the beach. I was quite comfortable walking round his house completely naked and every now and again he would stop to have a good look at me – and when he did I would strike some pose that showed myself off to him.


I offered to wash up the coffee cups and as I did I felt him come up behind me and put his arms

around my chest, caressing me gently. I rubbed his arm by way of encouragement and so he got a bit braver and lowered his hands to below my waist, softly taking my growing member in his hands. I put my hands over my head, giving him unrestricted access to the whole of my body, which he proceeded to feel all over, moaning with pleasure as he did so. I could feel the cool touch of his clothes against my back as he held me close against him and felt quite excited at the fact I was so completely naked and exposed to him. He was enjoying the total freedom I gave him to play with my naked body, saying how lovely it was. He said we only had a few more minutes before he had to go out so I invited him to have a last good look and feel before I got dressed.


After I got dressed and he saw me out the door he said I’d be very welcome to visit again. I think I will.

Various CMNM Situations - Which one have you been in?

I Like CMNM:  Clothed Male, Nude Male

Filming A Mate Take A Shower.

 

When I was in high school me and some friends went away for a weekend to a filmmaking festival. The idea was to spend the weekend making a funny short film and having a good time away from our parents. The film we had written was a B-grade style horror film spoofing films like texas chainsaw massacre and psycho. And so, of course, there was a shower scene where one of the characters was murdered...
During the shoot I was behind the camera and one friend was in charge of the special effects (tomato sauce in water pistols). The victim was being played by another one of our friends. He had no shirt on and was just in his shorts. He was young and skinny but had some defined muscles and the beginnings of a six-pack. We discussed how we were going to shoot the scene and had a quick rehearsal. Then he ******** down to his underpants and stepped into the shower ready to shoot.

With the water flowing and soaking his briefs, I could clearly make out the shape of his package. He seemed to be quite aware of this, and in fact,  seemed to be enjoying showing off. He kept grabbing at his crotch to try and make his bulge look bigger. We angled the camera so that only his top half could be seen and you couldn't tell that he wasn't completely naked, but take after take the waistband of his briefs kept creeping up into frame and ruining the shot.

My friend asked if it would be easier to film if he really was naked. The thought went through my mind that we probably didn't need him to *****, but honestly I was a little curious and without hesitation he pulled off his 
briefs. He immediately started pulling on his **** to make it grow just a little bigger, he obviously wanted us to see he had a decently sized ****. I tried not to look, or at least look like I was looking, because I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. But he was staring at my eyes, not looking away. It felt like he wanted me to look and he wanted to catch me peeking.

At first I felt very awkward that he was naked while me and the others were fully clothed and I was pointing a camera directly at him. But it became less awkward when i realized that he was quite comfortable and was, in fact, enjoying it. 'It's okay, you can look at my ****' he said, which surprised me. After that I couldn't help but look, he grabbed his **** again which had grown slightly since he pulled it out and he stood proudly with it hanging between his legs. It wasn't awkward anymore but quite a funny situation.We finished shooting the scene and he jumped out of the shower. He hung out in the nude for a while before he got dressed.
 It's funny, amongst my current group of friends I have a reputation of being overly comfortable with nudity and stripping off at parties etc. But thinking back to that day, I found it quite impressive seeing someone so eager to ***** off in front of their friends and show everything.

stagfilmfinatic 22-25, M

See the story below in its original location at:

http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Like-Cmnm-Clothed-Male-Nude-Male/4941529

Exhibitionist Coffee

During the summer I had gone to the local nude beach (about 20 miles away) a few times and enjoyed it as people walked past and had a good look at me sunbathing naked. It’s a long beach with the nude section up in the dunes at the far end so anyone at that part of the beach is fully aware it is nude and expects to see people naked. I would find a nice spot, ***** off and settle down to sun myself knowing it wouldn’t be long before some beach walkers would come past. As the dunes undulate up and down you don’t know if there will be someone over the next peak of a dune so sometimes walkers would suddenly appear almost next to me. Some of the walkers were just walking and nothing more. Others were hoping to “stumble” across nude sunbathers to they could get an eyeful. So occasionally someone would suddenly appear close to me and make quite a show of apologizing for disturbing me but at the same time making sure they had a good look. And I’m fairly sure some people came past more than once. Mostly the walkers were dressed, or at least wearing swimmers, and I quite enjoyed the fact that they were seeing me naked while they were clothed. Occasionally some would stop and chat and I really enjoyed it as they stood looking down on me as I lay naked before them. It was the typical British chatter about the weather and very seldom did they comment on the fact I was naked….but some did and that was fun.

Some weeks later I was fully dressed waiting to meet a friend outside the post office in the town near the beach when this chap walked past, nodded and said hello. I politely nodded back and said hello to him too. He stopped and smiled and said “You don’t recognize me do you?” I replied that I didn’t and he said that he had almost not recognized me with my clothes on but was now sure we had chatted before. The look of surprise on my face made him laugh and he explained that he had seen me on the nude beach and had made a point of walking past a few times and even stopped to chat once or twice as an excuse to have a good look at me. We chatted a bit and although I couldn’t recall chatting with him he described the towel I was lying on etc. and then said that I was circumcised – which is true – so clearly we must have chatted….or at least he had seen me naked before. He was in his 60’s and called Bill and said he admired my body and had really enjoyed chatting to me on the beach as he looked at me naked. He gave me his number and said if ever I wanted somewhere to ***** off during the winter I could visit him at his house which was nearby. Then my friend arrived and Bill said goodbye but as he went he said I should call him.


A week or so later I met my friend again and I was just about to head for home when I remembered Bill and called him and asked if he was serious about what he had said the last time. He said he hadn’t really expected to hear from me but would love to see me and invited me round for a coffee, although it couldn’t be for very long as he had to go out later.
I wasn’t sure what to expect when I knocked on his door but thought it likely he would ask me to ***** off. He welcomed me in and showed me through to the living room and we sat and chatted a bit. We went over the old ground of how he had enjoyed chatting to me as he admired my naked body during the summer and his surprise when he saw me in town. He seemed to enjoy describing my body to me as if confirming to both of us that we had chatted and he had in fact seen me naked before. I found it quite exciting to hear his description of my body and particularly how he described the parts you would only see if I was naked….the level of detail he had convinced me that he had definitely seen me naked before!



Then he said I should feel free to take my clothes off. I laughed and said I had wondered when that would happen. He said he would love to see me naked again and had hoped that was why I had visited! So, in front of a retired gentleman who I had only just met, but who had clearly seen me naked before, I took all my clothes off. Although I still couldn’t recall chatting to him on the beach his description of my body and the fact that he seemed like a nice guy meant I was happy to do it. I was a bit nervous as I hadn’t really ******** off for someone like this before, but his reaction and appreciation soon put me at ease. Being naked for strangers on a beach is very different for being naked for someone specifically because they have asked to see my body. I was now sitting naked on the sofa and nervous over what was going to happen next. He asked if it was ok for him to remain dressed as he was quite shy but loved the fact I was so exhibitionist. I took that as an invitation to show myself off so I stood and paraded about the room before standing in front of him and making sure he had a good look. He watched and clearly enjoyed what he was seeing.



Then he asked if I would like a drink so I followed him into the kitchen where he put the kettle on and made us both a coffee, chatting normally but he was also looking me over and smiling as he did so. We stood chatting with our drinks about the weather, traffic, etc. He showed me round his house and the view from his upstairs bedroom of the beach. I was quite comfortable walking round his house completely naked and every now and again he would stop to have a good look at me – and when he did I would strike some pose that showed myself off to him.


I offered to wash up the coffee cups and as I did I felt him come up behind me and put his arms

around my chest, caressing me gently. I rubbed his arm by way of encouragement and so he got a bit braver and lowered his hands to below my waist, softly taking my growing member in his hands. I put my hands over my head, giving him unrestricted access to the whole of my body, which he proceeded to feel all over, moaning with pleasure as he did so. I could feel the cool touch of his clothes against my back as he held me close against him and felt quite excited at the fact I was so completely naked and exposed to him. He was enjoying the total freedom I gave him to play with my naked body, saying how lovely it was. He said we only had a few more minutes before he had to go out so I invited him to have a last good look and feel before I got dressed.


After I got dressed and he saw me out the door he said I’d be very welcome to visit again. I think I will.

Gift unwrapped - the nature of authentic CMNM scenes

This blog is devoted to experiences, stories, advice, discussions (at least to save them from being deleted or disappearing), information, links to other Net resources, and (maybe) visual media for guys who are into (n2) CMNM - clothed male-naked male scenes. Not everyone who is interested in or turned on by the CMNM scene is gay, bi, or curious. CMNM is not simply a homosexual form of behavior. Actually, there are plenty of straight guys, who consciously or even subconsciously get some satisfaction from being naked or clothed with other naked men. Maybe they are just horny or starved for affection. There are also women who are turned on or intrigued by reality of a man being naked in front of clothed men and/or clothed women (or the reverse). Whether this nakedness is natural, socially acceptable, expected, forced on them, or totally exhibitionist, it generally involves either sexual arousal for the naked guy or the clothed guy(s) watching or for both. Such is the magic of this complicated scene - CMNM.

It's really a sexual preference lifestyle issue, but some would call it a sexual fetish or perversion. However, in many ways, male nudity permeates almost all aspects of male-to-male relationships and influences the nature of masculinity and what it means to be a man. Men use nudity and exposure of body parts or genitals to communicate affection, friendship, camaraderie, power /control, and even distain or disgust. Being aware CMNM scenes and being turned on by them is subconscious for most males. We're just a select few who have recognized it as a separate way of psycho-sexual interaction and, for some personal or social stimulation. Once you think more deeply about it, you'll be able recognize and see its effects in buddy-to-buddy friendships, sports and athletic camaraderie, male-bonding and growing up, rites of passages for young males, social events, public and private clubs and social organizations, schooling, and especially in the past - even the constant girl-chasing pack mentality of romance, male lust (and sex) and the antics and rituals associated with those. More recent acceptance of gays in society has meant that 'guy-chasing' and the behaviors around that once secretive activity are becoming more known. So CMNM (like CFNM - "clothed female-naked male") is becoming a recognized category of human sexual activity.

---------- The above amateur photos were forwarded in a group email message ---------- From: atitlan on his [ymna2] Yahoo group.

 

 

 

 

 

Networking for CMNM Groups & Events in Local Areas

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My shorts are falling down: An original story by Thorn

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 realized 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. 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.