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Showing posts with label exposed in public. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 30, 2019

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. "





Sunday, October 8, 2017

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?