r/cmnm

First time post.

Im on holiday at the moment in gran canaria maspolamas, just got home after an evening in the yumbo.

I've had a lovely day wearing shorts and t shirt enjoying the sun and beer. Then in the evening moved to watch some shows.

On my way to leave a couple of guys started talking to me right outside a busy gay bar (i hadnt been in the bar, I was just walking past as I was leaving.)

Within a minute one of them pointed out my shorts were very revealing and "i can tell you're not Jewish!"

It genuinely wasn't something I had thought about - I was wearing comfortable shorts for the hot weather.

One of them them looked closer at my crotch bending over to get a closer look.

Now ive had a few gin and tonics so my joking instinct came out and I replied "you can have a proper look if you want?"

Before I knew it my shorts were pulled out both staring directly at my dick. One of them grabbed a feel right outside a bar with dozens of people around me.

A minute or two later the one that took a feel noted I had a semi (yep...)

Just back at hotel and thinking about it and thought I should post rather than just reading other people's stories!

hey guys,

m30 fit naked male here. I’ve been to underwear nights and bars with a back room, but I really enjoy being in an environment where, while accepted, seeing a guy naked or in underwear is unexpected and most guys will be clothed. I’ve done this playing strip poker at a bar and at a men’s underwear store with naked shopping hrs. in Ft. Lauderdale this weekend and Chicago next- anybody know of any places like this in these cities/ have other experiences recs to share?

When I was younger and living in my parents house, we lived in an estate where the back of our house faced the back of the neighbours house (with our back gardens in between). Our neighbour used to host exchange students and I always fantasised about them having some hot Spanish guy and seeing him changing or something.

One day, I was upstairs in the back room which is where our computer was. Across in the neighbours back room, their father was going about his business. I thought to myself, I'll pretend to be jacking off and see his reaction. I expected him to just continue what he was doing, or leave the room without noticing, but he went right up to the window and was looking right at me.

My heart was pounding but I was thinking, I've got plausible deniability here, I can do whatever I want because I'm just doing whatever in the privacy of my own home right? He's the pervert right? So I start pretending I'm on a web cam with some girl, and she's directing me what to do. I stand up, take off my t-shirt, take off my pants and underwear, eventually I'm fully naked, turning to the side so he can see the full length of my dick, trying not to look directly at him but still watching out of the corner of my eye.

He's not only watching, but he has both hands on the windowsill and is leaning against the window watching me! I should point out that I didn't really know our neighbours out back, maybe knew their surnames and who was living there, but probably wouldn't even recognise them in the supermarket really.

So I'm standing there, putting on a full show for this "girl", the dad is still standing there watching me, giving no indication of reaction. He's not shaking his head like he thinks I'm some pervert, he's not touching himself like he's into it, he's just leaning there watching. It's nighttime too, so it's dark out and the lights are on in the rooms we're in, there's no mistaking that we can see each other clearly.

I'm getting close to cumming and thinking, do I just make a big show of it in the hopes he can see from where he is? Or should I pretend to notice him watching and act all shocked and angry that he's being a pervert? In the end I just came and played it up, like I was showing this imaginary webcam all the cum on my hands etc.

The dad just walked away from the window, turned off the light and closed the door. I wish I could say there was more to it, lord knows I jacked off in that room a thousand more times hoping he happened to be in the back room again but the stars never aligned again. Maybe he wasn't even the dad, maybe he was a visiting family member and went back to his life after? Who knows.

Either way, a lifelong exhibitionist/CMNM fan was born that day haha. Also I know this isn't worth much online, but none of what I've said above is untrue or even exaggerated. 20 years later and it's still a firm spank bank memory haha.

Did anyone else have any real life experiences that got them into this?

22M looking for online friends to talk about this stuff with

Hey guys!

My name is James and I am 21. I am 6”1 brown hair fairly attractive (i’m told lol) and very athletic. As i’ve gotten more comfortable with my role as a naked boy, I have made the decision to try attend a party and serve as a naked waiter.

This would include me attending your party (for free), stripping entirely nude and serving your guests food and beverages all night. I am also open to themed events or special roles (even special tasks) all within reasons and boundaries.

I am comfortable with trays of drinks and food and know how to work a room.

Shoot me a message if you’re interested and want to discuss details!

I’m 30 years old, chubby, and quite hairy. Yesterday afternoon, I had a urology appointment for a pain in my left testicle that radiates up next to my penis and into my lower abdomen. My mother couldn't pick up my little brother from school because of work, so she asked me to go. The appointment was at 3:00 PM and he finishes at 2:00 PM, so I didn't have time to drop him home and make it to the clinic; I decided to take him with me. I bought him a sandwich at the hospital snack bar, and we went to check-in. When we reached the waiting room, I told him he’d have to wait for me there in the seats because he surely wouldn't be allowed inside. An assistant called my name, saw me handing my jacket to my brother and making sure he stayed put, and told me that he could come in too if he wanted. We gathered our things, walked down a hallway, and entered an exam room. No one was inside yet; the assistant told us to sit and wait for a few minutes.

I was a bit nervous about my brother being in there. He’s nearly 14 years old; we share a bathroom at home and he’s seen me naked before, but since I was about to be touched in my "family jewels," I didn't know how my body would react, and I didn't want to have an erection in front of him. From where we were sitting, we could see the whole room perfectly, and the exam table was positioned right in front of us. Shortly after, the assistant and the doctor walked in. The doctor was a bit taller than me, muscular, with a beard and blue eyes. The assistant was younger than me, about my height, thin with short hair and clean-shaven. The doctor asked for some information about my symptoms, allergies, past surgeries, etc. Then, he told me to take off my pants and underwear and lie down on the table.

I took a deep breath and started to undress. My brother took my pants, folded them, and placed them on the chair. I took off my briefs and handed them to him, and he set them on top of my pants. I lay down on the table and saw him looking at me with an encouraging smile. The assistant prepared the ultrasound machine; the doctor picked up the probe, and the assistant applied a clear gel to it. He asked me to spread my legs, and the assistant gripped my penis and lifted it upwards. The doctor moved the probe over my testicles, under the scrotum, and next to my penis. I could feel the assistant's hand occasionally pressing down a bit and moving it left or right depending on where the doctor was looking. I tried to breathe deeply because I could feel myself getting swollen. When the ultrasound was finished, the assistant took some tissues and began to wipe off the gel. Some pre-ejaculate was leaking from the tip, and the assistant wiped it away with a hint of a smile. By then, I was hard.

The doctor asked me to stand up next to the table for the physical exam. I turned toward my brother, and he was staring at me. The doctor started feeling my testicles and asked me to cough. He had me lie down again and cough once more. He grasped my erect penis and inspected it, sliding the foreskin up and down a couple of times, and then asked me to stand up and lean my elbows on the table so he could check my prostate. I turned around and saw him putting gel on his glove, spreading it on my anus and his fingers. He told me to stay relaxed as he entered. I felt his finger moving inside me; the sensation wasn't bothersome—in fact, it was quite pleasant. He withdrew his hand and told me to wait for the assistant to clean me up. The assistant took some paper and wiped my rear several times; when he told me to turn around, he grabbed my hard penis and cleaned the tip, which was dripping. I stood there half-naked in front of my brother for a good minute.

The doctor asked the assistant to take me to collect some samples. He led me behind a shoulder-high wall where there was a toilet, told me to pee into a container and then finish in the toilet if needed. It took me a while because of the erection, but I cleaned myself up, flushed, and returned with the full container. The doctor, who was typing at the computer, told me to wait a moment sitting on the table. He put his gloves back on and started pressing firmly next to my penis. Finally, he told me I could get dressed; my brother handed me my briefs and then my pants.

The doctor told me the pain is caused by an area in the groin that is a bit inflamed and has lost muscle tone; if it gets worse, it could become an inguinal hernia, but for now, it's okay. He told me to take some anti-inflammatories and to pick up my test results in two weeks. I thanked the doctor and the assistant, and we left.