Naked and Composed: CMNM Festa Honolulu, Jan. 1-3, 2016

CMNM EVENT.. even a whole New Year's Holiday of CMNM. 

The photos represent what our CMNM New Year's Festa Honolulu will (hopefully) be like: 
Naked/Suited Pool Party,  amateur strip and CMNM Comic Routines,  Naked Sushi Feast, etc.

Really?  So far in previous attempts and earlier this year, we've not had much turn-out at the few actual live events, but we're a world-wide group of men.
 There are thousands of members and  men interested in CMNM scattered everywhere.  Eventually, I have always said that there will be enough CMNM guys in one spot to be able to hold some live events.
 Hopefully, this New Year's in Hawaii (Oahu ) maybe also the outer island, Big Island, Kauai, or Maui) will be the third annual CMNM Weekend Festa from January 1 - 3, 2016 in Honolulu.

If it can be successful, then there are bound to be similar CMNM events held at other locations in North America, Europe, South America, Asia and elsewhere.

To find out more, please go the the Festa Invitation page at:
https://www.eventbrite.com/e/cmnm-festa-honolulu-january-1-3-2016-tickets-19023869907

There you will find more details, and important the rules of expected behavior, and how to got about applying for an invitation to attend as a CMNM guest, or also how to apply for the few volunteer staff and paid performers (actors, dancers/strippers).  No services of sex industry workers are being solicited.


 CMNM Festa in Waikiki  Jan. 1 - 3, 2016

 If you are going to be in Honolulu for New Year's (Jan. 1-3) or can be at the Big Island (Kohala) at Christmas, then make plans to attend one or several of the CMNM Weekend Festa from January 1 through January 3, 2016. (Other events are planned for the Big Island  (Dec 24 - 25).
See the other CMNM events at:
  http://www.eventbrite.com/o/club-cmnm-2813880240


Who can join:   Legal adults (21 or older for most events).
Single males, couples or groups are invited to participate.  Women are not barred from attending, but this IS a male - mostly gay or homosexual lifestyle - although some married couples (M/F) could possibly find it very stimulating.

Who will be there:   Since it's just getting organized now, there's a good chance we'll have a dozen (or perhaps much more) men attending the private CMNM events.  There's no doubt they will be fun and worth it:  strippers, erotic dancers, naked waiters, and an assortment of exciting clothed male / naked male activities and games are planned. The private homes and rented hotel suites will also make a comfortable and elegant venue for some memorable excitement you will never forget.

What type of events:  CMNM Festa Welcome Pool Party (at a private home - clothing optional - of course),  a Naughty Costume Party and Role-Play in a penthouse suite of a Waikiki Hotel, a sleepover (with clothed and naked males in attendance), male strippers and uniformed hosts will be in attendance at several of the events.   In the day time on Saturday and Sunday, you can enjoy several tourist excursions or some special CMNM events and tours:  visit to a nude beach, naked diving / snorkeling, a naked catamaran cruise, and a CMNM wine-tasting and sushi party with both nude and clothed waiters.

The tentative dates listed below are correct, but the events/activities are only just being set up:
  Friday evening, Jan 1    CMNM Naughty Costume Party  Waikiki (in a hotel room)
  Jan 1-2  same Friday night  to Saturday morning, Sleep-over at the hotel with 'Night Light & Fleshlight Games'
  Saturday  afternoon (12:00-17:00), Jan, 2  CMNM Picnic and CMNM Beach Excursion  (located revealed later)
   Saturday night,  Jan. 2  CMNM Role-Play Party,  Strip Performance
    Sunday,  Jan. 3  12:00-3:00pm,   Nude Dudes + Clothed Guys Catamaran Cruise
    Sunday  evening, Jan. 3,   CMNM Pool Party and BBQ, with hired performance entertaining (NO LOCATION YET.. any suggestions or recommendations?)
    Monday, Jan. 4  - Excursions (optional) - Naked Hiking, nude snorkeling and diving, etc...

To find out more, please go the the Festa Invitation page at:
 http://www.eventbrite.com/o/club-cmnm-2813880240

There you will find more details, and important the rules of expected behavior, and how to got about applying for an invitation to attend as a CmNm guests, or also how to apply for the few volunteer staff and paid performers (actors, dancers/stripper).  No services of sex industry workers are being solicited.

 

My first trip to Bali: Indonesia at its best and its worst, Part I

On January 2nd - 8th a few years ago now,  I spent my first vacation in Bali, one of the Indonesia islands that gets millions of foreign tourists. It was a very interesting and enlightening trip. I went scuba diving on two different days at two different locations - once among the soft corals of Mendanjan Island in the far northwest, and also dived about the ruins of the USS Liberty, an American cargo ship torpedoed in Indonesia waters by a Japanese submarine on January 11, 1942 (70 years ago today as I write this). Because it did not sink, it was docked at Tulamben, where the 1963 eruption of Mt. Agung caused it to be rolled into the sea just off shore.  

I visited several gorgeous Hindu temples, including Tanah Lot Temple, a picturesque Hindu temple built in the 16th century on a huge rock 100 meters off Bali's west coast, and surrounded by water during the high tides. I took two days of a private tour, one arranged by a the driver from my hotel, Villa Layang Bulan, and the other conducted by my scuba instructor. We took very scenic drives over small roads overlooking beautiful rice terraces. One of these brought me to the mountain village of Kintamani, which offers spectacular views of Lake Batur and the volcano. We stopped by the Elephant Cave or "Goa Gajah", a hermitage from the 11th century, used by both Buddhists and HIndus, where a huge collapsed statute of Buddha lies in ruins among the fresh water spring that opened when it fell (presumably due to an earthquake). 

I took in a traditional Monkey Forest visit, where these socially astute creatures can be quite aggressive in search of food. I visited the town of Ubud, where I stayed in a beautiful villa boutique hotel that seemed more like a temple itself. Ubud is the largest artisan town in central Bali, where I shopped for silver and gold jewelry, ornate wood carvings and all kinds of souvenirs. I visited its temples and also attended a kechak dance and fire dance performance that evening, after running to it soaking wet in one of the daily rainstorms. There wasn't constant rain - except for my very last day. 
Generally, it was sunny with scattered clouds. If it rained, it usually came on quickly and didn't last long (15 minutes to an hour). Temperatures ranged from a cool 18 at night and even cooler in the higher altitudes to a high of 30 or more in the daytime. 




I ate chicken noodle (mee ayam) and sate (kebabs with peanut soy sauce) at a roadside warung (portable eater). I enjoyed my visit to the Mother Temple at Besakih, Bali's most holy and the largest Hindu temple, built in the 11th century. It's built on the slopes of Mount Agung at an altittude of 1000 meters. 

 The people I met were perhaps one of the most interesting of Bali's features. I'll hold off telling about them until I get else confessed. 

I needed to make it clear from the start that I did enjoy my first visit to Bali. From what I tell after, you may get the impression that there wasn't so much that I didn't like about Bali. That's far from the truth. It's different from many places I have been - but probably not so different from most. There's much about the island that is beautiful, exciting, and attractive, but I would be totally honest if I omitted telling that I was also disappointed by some aspects of Bali: its crowded roads, the heavy commercialization, the level of street smarts needed to get things done, the deceptive friendliness of the people, and the heavy religiosity practiced everywhere. 

While none of these problems was unique to Bali -- perhaps they are not so much 'problems' as different approaches to live and interpersonal communication to which I was not accustomed -- and can be found in many places. However, you hope to be able to relax on a vacation without having to be constantly hassled by these societal constraints. While I was able to relax to a large degree, there was an undercurrent of tension with all of the complaints mentioned above that it sometimes was difficult to overcome negative feelings. 

First, let me explain. I went to Bali - mainly as an escape from cold winter weather. Secondly, it was also intended to be a sex vacation. I had heard stories about how wild Bali could be - at least, those stories of wild gay abandon with some muscled brown bodies of hunky Indonesian men loomed large in my consciousness before arriving on the island. 

The person who make a big impression was a beautiful Balinese man with whom I fell in love. Surya was my diving instructor. Although he knew I was gay (I had signed up with a gay travel site and was staying at a gay hotel), he himself was straight, married and expecting his first child at the end of this month. I don't think I'm being deluded to say that he actually teased me quite a lot. His boss, the owner of the dive shop is gay (also non-Indonesian). 
                 
Surya, no doubt, knew the effect his body, voice, eyes and hands were having on my psyche, but he played that out to his advantage as he kept hinting that he could make himself available if the price were right. I'm not quite sure he had anything more in mind than a regular back rub (oil massage), but it certainly sounded like he could be persuaded to do more or even let me do more. However, he insisted that he had never done such a thing before and had not, in fact, ever had an intimate conversation with any of his clients before. I don't actually know if he was telling me the truth or not - although I have no reason to doubt him and plenty of reasons to believe that he told the truth. 

It started innocently enough. He came over from the second boat when we were having lunch and sat down next to me to eat his meal. He asked if I might be interested in going out for another's day diving later in the week, but - at the point - I was already tired and just wanted to explore the beaches and the area around Kuta / Seminyak (the gay area of Bali) more so I said I wouldn't be interested. 

After we returned to shore after our second dive, we were all getting packed up and ready to go. I needed to change out of my small bikini swimsuit (actually it was see-thru if you looked carefully). I knew Surya was going to be the person who drove the van back to Kuta Beach so I mentioned to him that I was going to go get changed. He dropped what he was doing and offered to show me where I could get a shower at the small shop about 100 meters up the dirt road. 

When we got there, I pull off my swimsuit and showered naked next to him. I was hoping he would take off his own boardshorts, but he didn't. It was the kind of spontaneous CMNM experience that I had been craving, and which I suspect that Surya knew full well was making me more and more attracted to him. He casually showered himself next to me, glancing down from time to time to look at my cock and balls. I feigned innocence because, in reality, it was nothing more than just a shower with a fellow diver. After showering, he moved into the toilet, where I supposed he changed into this street clothes, as I did in an adjoining changing room. 


Playing around with a gay guy would be a dilemma for Surya since he was very cognizant of needing the money because of his wife's having a baby (and stopping her work), but also he told me of his good friend from his hometown whom he had grown up with. He told how that friend had allowed himself to be used as a 'kept boy' for a older rich Frenchmen, who even now visits the island every six months, lavishing gifts that included a house and car on his friend who is also married, but still engages in sex with the older 'daddy'.

 The moral and economic dilemma seemed to weigh heavily on my Surya's mind. He joked with me about his being available for a nude massage for 2.5 million rupiah, but in the end, he could not find the guts or perhaps I should say -- he finally held out with the strength of good character -- to simply say he was joking, and not really interested. But I suspect he had been sorely tempted - not by my looks, but because I felt that he sensed he could trust me more than he had been able to do with any of client. 

Moreover, he really did seem to get pleasure from my words of praise about his looks, his character, and his expertise at diving instruction. When I told him something nice about his looks or character, he would smile broadly and repeat, "I like that very much." 

Surya often asked, "Will you be dreaming of me when you return home?" I could only heartily agree that I will dream about Surya for a long time to come. I really loved watching him - his dark coffee-colored skin was a joy to behold. He had wavy jet black hair, a broad smile of white teeth, and wide shoulders and brawny arms, yet not overly muscled or brutish. His voice was godly and he is surely the great grandson of some powerful Hindu god.  

Visit this blog again to read a later update on my trip to Bali.

Has your friend's dad ever hinted at fooling around? Part 6

I have not had any experience with any of my friend's dads but I had a very interesting encounter with my next door neighbours eldest son who was about twenty six at the time.

When I was about thirteen I used to go to my next door neighbours house to watch TV as we did not own a TV. There were two sons who were older than me and two who were younger. One of the older sons had been away for a few years and came back to stay for a while. His old bedroom was now their TV room. One day when I was there the parents and three of the sons had to go out but they said it was okay for me to stay and watch the TV. The older of the sons came home just after they left and went to have a shower, when he came back into the room where I was watching the TV he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. He sat on his bed and pulled the towel out from under himself and proceeded to dry his shoulder length dark hair. He had dark hair across his chest and also in his pits and down his abdomen.

I lost interest in the TV show I had been watching and my dick was getting very hard as I watched him dry off. He suddenly stood up and began to wipe the towel over his cock and balls and his dark, thick pubic hair. When I saw this my cock began straining at the inside of my shorts leg. He continued to wipe his cock and walked towards me and said.

"Have you ever seen one like this?"
"No," I said staring at his growing cock.

"I can see that yours is hard already," he said and knelt down and rubbed my dick through my shorts and then ran his fingers up under the leg of my shorts and pushed it up exposing my knob. He leant forward and took my cock into his mouth and sucked. It was the most amazing sensation I had ever experienced and I reached down and took hold of his lovely cock. It felt warm and hard and there was a trickle of precum oozing from his piss slit. I jerked him off as he continued to lick me until I came. He then stood up and took his cock into his own hand and jerked himself to climax then he went over to his bed and got dressed just as the rest of his family came home. Unfortunately we never did anything else together as he went away again soon after and only returned occasionally. But for years after whenever I had a wet dream I could still feel his warm breath on my thigh.

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I should also preface, that my "girlfriend" wasn't really my girlfriend but were each other's beards- we were close friends, but when our parents assumed we were going out, they started to give us money to go to movies, dinner, ect... this was good because we were in high school at the time, and had no money. Not to mention did not want to come out just yet, so we played it out. So one night, Molly and I were chilling up in her room getting baked as fuck, when her mom knocked on the door and asked us if we were presentable, like a knee jerk reaction we both shouted "no" as the room was thick with smoke. her parents were cool with me over, as we had beed "dating" for a year an a half already.

"So do you guys want to watch a movie with us" apparently Mr B was home
Molly yelled "Uggg, No not right-" "that sounds great" I interrupted (the parents really liked me )
"great, we are having turkey for dinner, do you want any will?"

"nahh i'm good" rethinking my state, "Actually, turkey would be uhh ... wonderful"
"it's all ready" "come down soon so we can all watch the movie... its a wonderful movie about blah blah blah"

We composed ourselves, reassuring each other that we really didn't look that fucked up, and stumbled downstairs. We grabbed a plate of turkey and started the movie.
Molly's head was resting in my lap when her parents walked in. Her dad walked in first, He was 5 10" and not really in shape, but not over weight either, just avrage. he was 43, and had been a punk rocker when he was a teenager, and would always wear some kind of leather, today though, he just had short gym shorts on and wife beater. perfect for looking at his body, his body didn't have too much hair, and his back had none. His hair was short, with a flip in the front, and had been going gray ever since i had meet him, and by now it was a nice salt and pepper color.

 He walked in, caught my eye, and winked at me. We had been playing this weird, who was going to smile first, game since i had first meet him... he won majority of the time. I raised an eyebrow, and he looked at his wife behind him. She was coming up behind in some momo thing, "i'm going to have another drink, honey? Molly, ask Will if he wants a drink. i want a maaaamoooosaaaa." (Drunk house wives entertain me)

Molly was staring at the ceiling, "what?"
"Will do you want a beer?" Mr B asked. "ummm" i said looking anywhere but at him.

He grabbed a 6 pack and put it on the end table next to my left arm table, "feel free." looking at me in the eye.

I glanced down at the beer, only where the beer was, Mr B's buldge was level with it. To not act weird i looked up back into his face, and reached out for the bottle closest to his crotch, not looking, "i'll play" i thought, but when i went to grab it he moved up a little and my hand brushed up against him, i felt his cut cock from under his thin shorts. It felt like an eternity, staring up at his smirking, then surprised face. He winked, and i looked down at his cock which started to pop up and expand.

Our eyes met for a split second, then Mrs. B stumbled into the room. Molly was still staring at the ceiling, her eyes slowly closing until her mom jumped on the adjacent couch. "Sit here" she ordered to Mr B. She leand in his lap the way Molly was in mine.
The two couches were facing each other, and i could see his reaction to Mrs. B's slamming her head on his cock.

He winced, and i chuckled. He looked up at me smiling, and i winked. Molly and her mom were asleep before for the trailers were over, I knew i was the only one watching the movie, but i could feel Mr B looking at me, head to toe over and over again. I was so glad Molly was asleep, if she knew she slept on a my fully erect dick.

The movie ended, and we both woke our ladies on our laps.
"i should probably take Will home" (i was 16- but didn't have a car)
Molly just rolled back over on the couch, "whatever"
Mrs. B didn't even wake up.

"Should we be worried about her?"
"No, she's fine"

We started down the hallway to leave the house, when Mr. B put his warm hand on my shoulder to stop me when we reached the front door, "You smoke grass, don't you?" "ummmm" "I knew you did- lets go to the garage" with a shrug he lead the way.

I walked in, and the place was covered in old punk rock shit, leather, chains, posters, and such. He looked me, and said, one second, he ran over to a dest in the corner, and pulled out a pipe in the shape of a cock and balls. their was pot still in the pipe, he but the cock pipe to his mouth, and but the head all the way in. it was actual pretty funny to watch, lit a match and started it. Looking me in the eye the whole time. he took it out of his mouth and gave it to me, and i put the "head" to my lips. He walked over closer to me whilst i was was inhaling the smoke, I gave it back to him, he put it on the counter and started to hug me tightly kissing me, then started to work his way down to my neck, i was in ecstasy, my body was tingling all over, i slipped my hand around his shorts sliding them off, while he pulled off my shirt off my body.

Now i'm no jock, but have been going to the gym since i turned 13 and ran junior varsity track, but quit when i cut in to my smoking, so i have been keeping my self pretty fit, for a little while now, so when this daddy took off my shirt, and i had bigger arms then him, i felt like i could make him go down first, and boy did he, but when i started to cum, he flipped me over and with a squirt of some lube, was in me in no time. No protection, just blow, flip, fuck.

Needless to say my best sex yet!!!

Later on i was talking to Molly about her dad, and she mentioned that Mr B was only her step father- he real one died in... well not in a good way. So i never spoke to her about that night which is for the best. and we stopped hanging out a year ago.
---I do though, see her step dad all the time.

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When I was 14 I slept over at a school friend's house and we watched "Jaws" until quite late. By the time it had finished my friend's mum and sister had gone to bed and he and his brother were asleep in the lounge so only myself and his dad were awake. The dad was about 40, handsome, about 5'8 and slim toned build. When the film finished he asked if I wanted a bottle of beer and asked me to go into the kitchen with him.

So I followed him in and as he got the beers I realised he was hard. He was purposely facing me all the time to make it obvious and when he knew I'd seen he pulled his pants below his balls and whipped his cock out. It was about 8 inches and uncut, he had big hairy balls too.

I had no idea what to do, I just stood there frozen. But then we heard noises in the other room and he quickly stuffed it away again and turned around to open the beers. His son (my friend) walked in and started chatting to us so the moment was lost. The rest of the night and the following day I spent at the house I never really spoke to the dad, it was a bit awkward.

But I was so curious about him and really wanted to do something about it so I arranged to sleep over again a few weeks later. When I got there I was disappointed because my friend's mum and dad had gone out for the night and wouldn't be back til late so that really dampened my mood. We went to bed around midnight - I was sleeping on a mattress on the floor next to my friend's bed.

Around 1:30 I woke to find my friend's dad creeping into the room. He motioned with his finger for me not to speak, crept over to me and knelt down. He was completely naked and rock hard, I was terrified but also extremely excited as he pulled my covers away, removed my boxer shorts and lay right on top of me. Again I did nothing, I just froze and was scared stiff that my friend would wake up. The dad started kissing me and I had to go along with it - my head said no but my cock was definitely saying yes! We spent a few minutes kissing and grinding, it felt absolutely incredible when his cock rubbed against mine - it didn't take long for me to cum and him neither, we came within seconds of each other and I remember he shot a massive load from my stomach to my neck and licked it all off straight away.

To finish, he sucked my cock clean and licked my hole a few times before kissing me again and whispering "thanks" in my ear before going back to his wife in bed. The whole thing lasted 5 minutes but it was my first sexual experience with an adult and to this date one of the most exciting. I remember the whole time we were grinding he was quietly moaning "oh son, oh son" so I get the impression he wishes he could do that with his son but was too scared so used me to act out the fantasy.

In the morning he'd gone to work by the time I woke and then I went back home. Although I remained good friends with his son, I never saw or spoke to his dad ever again and a few months later the family moved down South and I lost touch. But that memory will last forever!

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This happened a few years ago when I was 20. I used to work out with weights in my garage, so if you drove past our house on our cul-de-sac you might see me working out. So one day my casual friend/neighbor's dad, who is a lieutenant in the town police force, walks over to me while I was cutting the grass. He says that now that his son is in the marines he won't be using his weights anymore. So the dad says that if I want I can pick up the weights in his basement.

I agreed and he said something like "I'll be working around in the basement, no need to knock, just come on down." So I was like, Okay, once I'm finished cutting the grass.

So about an hour later I go over and open the side door and walk down to the basement. It was eerie quiet and there was no evidence of any work being done. Everything was very orderly. I called his name to see if he was even there and then he appeared.

I said, Oh, hi. He nodded and said, Let me show you around. It was a finished basement and he wanted me to see all the work he had done. But I was wondering what work he was doing right now? He said he was busy down here working. But on what? I saw absolutely nothing to indicate that any work of any kind was being done.

So he showed me around, the workstation, the bar, etc. I started to get the feeling that he was waiting for me down here. I got the strangest feeling that he was doing nothing but waiting for me. My heart started to race, cause I was just twenty and scared.

So after showing me around we're facing each other about six feet apart. He's just looking at me, standing still. Now I was getting really worried. My heart was pounding.

I awkwardly said, Uh, where's the weights? He showed me where they were and I just said thanks and started carrying them up. I made one more trip across the street and was hoping he would not be down there. He wasn't.

After that he drove his cop car around town and whenever he would pass my house he would look away, like he was embarrassed I guess.

If only he knew that now, years later, I whack off thinking of what might have been. I could have been on my knees giving this lieutenant head.

I was too young and stupid to do anything. Seize the day is what I learned.

And if you're a young buck who wants to get with an older guy just give him a sign, a hint. Admire his muscles and say something like, "Damn, you got a good build." See how he responds to that.

If it's a favorable response, next time let him see you looking at his chest and say, "U da man." Say it in a macho, admiring way. Soon after, let him catch your eyes on his fly for a split second. He'll put two and two together and then wait for him to make his move. When he does, GO FOR IT.

You know the expression "If only I knew then what I know now"? Well now I know that when I was younger I had a lot of power. I could have gone up to older, masculine studs and hit on them. Unlike a teen or a twenty something they're not likely to punch you out. They'll either be into it or they won't be. But I doubt you'd be bashed.

Just give hints and see where it goes. I'm still wishing I had sucked that cop off!
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