There was quite a long article in the paper yesterday about skinny-dipping in New York. Who knew there were so many places, not only on the beaches along the coastline, but right within the city? Of course, it isn't any more legal there than anywhere else in our staid country of Puritans. When the lifeguards blow the whistle to indicate they're leaving, the suits come off and the revelry begins. So, so sad that it must wait for that.
As my comment over at Smokey and Me (our blogger buddy O!Daddie), who's entries today have discussed, being naked outside is liberating, being naked anywhere is liberating. A couple of people interviewed for the article in the paper indicated they were resistant to the idea until they'd had a few drinks to loosen them up, but they had no explanation for why.
We all came into the world naked, everything exposed to those present. What is between the legs is highly anticipated with great excitement. So much so that some folks can't wait for the birth, they ask for the information during a sonogram. So, why do we make such a big fuckin' deal out of being nude where others can see?
That hunk of meat, those sensitive orbs swinging in the sac - those things are supposed to be there; their purpose varied but common among all mammals - indeed, among all species. The functioning of our poles is expected - so much so that medical science has spent millions, perhaps trillions, of dollars to help us achieve it. We're pummeled with advertisements for boner pills, yet society still can't (or won't) accept even a soft cock being visible.
You are a male. We typically know this when we see you out and about anywhere. We instinctively know you've got a penis and testicles (though, for various reasons one or both nuts could be missing). Why do you feel the need to hide them? Why do you feel shame to have someone - even a doctor!! - see them?
Get past this, my Faithful Readers, and you will feel a sense of relief and liberty wash over you.
Become comfortable in your skin and you will discover a freedom and joy in both life and friendships you've never experienced before.
And then, slowly, you might not be like this poor guy...
You may not be as open about them as this...
But, at least you can be as confident as this...
and no longer care that people know you have a cock...
and it works.
7 comments:
The pursuit of the liberty, the pursuit of the penis, the pursuit of the liberty of the penis...
Vast program!
LOL,, it looks like the prescription of a doctor in three parts, in the morning, noon and evening.
I love your sentence: "no longer care that people know you have a cock".
You are quite right, even if, as for me, that is something that I can guess most of the time even if the cock is not in liberty.
Have a great day, my dear Pat.
Bisou.
Yeah it would be quite nice to see hot guys strutting around naked, but let's be realistic. There's a lot I do not want to see on my daily travels.
Love the first pic.
At the right time and in the right place nudity is wonderful.
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Yes, guys... Nudity: At the right place and the right time... Beaches, swimming holes, perhaps hiking (which I used to do all the time), around the house.
Feeling like you need to hide the package behind ultra-baggy pants, feeling like you have to hide a boner snaking down a pant leg - No. This is the pursuit of penis liberty I desire for all men.
For me, skinny dippin is one more step in the trust between you and your friends. Cold beers (or other adult beverage), skinny dippin, and solving the world's problems is part of life.
Been skinny dippin with str8 buds, a mix of str8 and gay buds, new friends in the making, and just singular with each.
It's all about trust and friendship.
@ tx - see, I think that's excellent - especially that str8 and gay dudes have no problem being naked together!
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