Thank you Drake! I don't know how I missed this post. Maybe it has something to do with the moderation delay of a day or more they put on you guys. I love your carefree attitude towards nudity. You know in gyms and locker rooms that there are always a few guys who are terrified of letting anyone see their pee pee. Like they're guarding Fort Knox or the Ark of the Covenant or something. lol They'll run into corners with their backs to everyone to change, step into smelly nasty toilet stalls in bare feet to change, or put their underwear on quickly underneath a soaking wet towel. Then they may even put on their regular pants underneath the same wet towel to prevent anyone from seeing them in just their underwear. haha Then there are the very rare hot young guys who will walk around naked or just calmly stand and change clothes not caring who sees them or not.
Notwithstanding the fact that you work in the porn business, I'm glad to know there are a few guys in the world like you who will let people see them naked (in somewhat public places) and not be absurdly uptight about it. haha
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Guys, I have to admit, that all this discussion (and celebration) of public nudity, is a little traumatic, for me! (And that is no one's issue, but my own!!!) I am wondering just how much Louis, and the NNA (National Nudist Association) paid, to get the thread going, in this direction??? LOL!!! (I am only teasing you, Louis. BUT. . . your preferences and lifestyle are the ANTITHESIS of mine. I am ALWAYS CLOTHED, and so happy, to BE SO!!!)
Tamps, growing up as a "fat kid", who was very modestly endowed - I don't identify AT ALL with all this stuff about "walking around in the gym, proudly naked." Yeah, I guess it can work for a beautiful guy like DRAKE, who is an athlete, and has a gorgeous body, and a big dick, too. . . why NOT show that off?
As a kid, I was scared stiff when I went to choral camp, and had to bunk with other guys who were beautiful and buff. One of them - whose name was Tim - perpetually tortured me, and said, "A - you're so FAT - you have better tits than my GIRLFRIEND." And as far as gym-class, in high school: yes, there were showers prescribed after a game of volleyball or soccer. . . but I always DUCKED OUT OF THEM. I would see all my friends, with their beautiful bodies and great big cocks, and be so intimidated and scared, I wanted to vomit. So, I'd pull on some sweaty clothes, and run from school, and go to my Grandmother's house to clean up.
My looks and my physical attributes have never been my strong suit. I had to apply incredible increments of intellect, charm, and even BRIBERY, to win friends and influence people, in the hell-hole that was high-school. (But I DID, and successfully - by guile and wit and a lot of JOKES, I ascended to become my high school's Class President, and was told by a very old teacher in my school, "A - you are the most popular and beloved Class President this school has ever had." All the star basketball players and football players liked me, and all the cute cheerleaders and school-play actresses wanted to date me. And it was NOT because I was physically strong or cute or beautiful, I can tell you!!!)
To this day, if I fall genuinely in LOVE with someone (as I have with Mr. K.K.) it takes me YEARS of building up trust with them, to be naked in their presence - because I have been so mocked, derided, and verbally assaulted about my physical appearance, over the years. When I am FORCED to remove my garments, in front of someone - even my doctor - I almost FAINT and COLLAPSE, as all those horrible memories of torture and abuse at the hands of other students, FLOOD over me.
And lest Louis, or some other helpful proponent of joyful nudity, is about to enjoin, "A - EVERYONE's body is beautiful, and you ought to be COMFORTABLE with your own body - whether you are thin or fat, or whether your dick is big, or small" - I pre-emptively must declare:
No, No, NO!!!
When it comes to physical appearance, there is a clear and objective hierarchy of beauty - just as there are objective hierarchies in terms of human intellect, verbal facility, mathematical aptitude, or musical talent. (You name it.) The world is not a fair or pretty place, when it comes to the sorting of individual qualities, or. . . with respect to the esteem in which people are HELD, for possessing these qualities. I don't mean to be bellyaching too much, because I DO have some qualities which have enabled me to cope and succeed in life, and ultimately (after very many years, and against all odds) to find love.
But I AM at the very bottom of the human hierarchy of physical attractiveness - and this is why I take no joy in parading about, naked. Of course I am glad for the people who ARE able to do so, with pride and joy: but those who do ought to recognize that their ability to do so is not a reflection of inherent virtue, or personal worth. . . but rather, a reflection of their physical status and attributes; or their relative BOLDNESS; or,
BOTH.
While I am happy for those who FEEL happy and good about being nude in public, whatever the reasons might be. . . I feel that this says nothing about their CHARACTER,
per se.
In full disclosure, I
hate sports, and neither participate in them, nor ATTEND them. (Though I do allow people who like football to park in my driveway - - - as the stadium is a short two blocks away.)
In fact, I am an opera-fan. And would much prefer to first encounter a beautiful man when he is wearing a
tuxedo ~ before I slowly, gently, remove his bow-tie.
Sorry to be so very tendentious, but. . . with this fulsome advocacy of public nudity. . . you all really hit a nerve ;-)))
Kisses,
"A" XOXOXOXOXOXO