This is not to 'rain on anybody's parade'. But if you head off looking for these sights at the real Mardi Gras, you might be disappointed - although you could probably head to the Latin Quarter and see scenes like these during that time (and also at other times of year).

The scenes in the 'mardi gras exposure' were not likely taken during Mardi Gras - at least, they are not really part of the Mardi Gras festivities. Although it's all in good fun, the drunken antics are not part of the annual Mardi Gras festivities (in New Orleans), which are based on a religious observance, of course. In reality, the real Mardi Gras does not take place on Bourbon Street. So it is rather a widespread myth. However, despite the 'myth', it can certainly be fun to be a part of the after-parade events that happen on Bourbon Street. Fortunately for those of us who enjoy seeing them, the cock flashing and drunken antics can occur at many other times of year. 

Formerly, Southern Decadence, billed as the Gay 'Mardi Gras', and held at Labor Day (first weekend in Sept) was truly an unbelievably wild street event. To many outside the New Orleans area, the term 'Mardi Gras' has become synonymous with the flagrant street flashing breast by women and cock & balls (or butts) by men who are drunk and roaming Bourbon Street in the French Quarter after the Mardi Gras parades have finished elsewhere across the city, seeking to be rewarded with a string of shiny beads for exposing their privates or genitals. 

Although fun and wild, and as such, it allows both the bead-giver and all of the casual bystanders too, a glimpse (or even more) of cute guys' dicks or their half-naked bodies (lower half - as they let their jeans and boxers drop), it is not really what Mardi Gras is. However, the myth persists. It's more likely to be an impromptu street party that spontaneously occurs during Spring Break or other holiday weekends in the old Quartier in downtown New Orleans. Tens of thousands of party-seeking college-age young people descend on the French Quarter on New Orleans during Spring Break, and "boys gone wild' is the name of the game.

 "In part due to the way the news media has focused on the activities of those who "visit" and go the French Quarter "after" the parades, it now appears that all many think about when they hear the words "Mardi Gras"are activities occurring in the French Quarter; i.e., flashing women (tourists who are drunk or need attention) and crowd surges (a spring break crowd trying to catch a glimpse)! This is not Mardi Gras. It has absolutely nothing to do with the "real" Mardi Gras celebration. Unfortunately, sex makes more news .. so every news camera visiting our beautiful city for Mardi Gras heads for the spring break crowd on Bourbon Street ... and does not give adequate coverage to those who spend thousands of dollars and months of time planning "The Greatest Free Show on Earth!" It is our hope that visitors who have seen Internet sites by tourists to New Orleans showcasing these tourists realize that they are only seeing 1/10 of 1% of what happens during the entire Mardi Gras season ... and hopefully, will soon realize Mardi Gras is not one big spring break for dirty old men, but an enjoyable celebration for families and friends. Locals stay away from the crowded Quarter in the evenings after a parade -- but we wouldn't miss Mardi Gras for the world! Excerpted (with additions) from http://www.mardigrasneworleans.com/ 

This is not to 'rain on anybody's parade'. But if you head off looking for these sights at the real Mardi Gras, you might be disappointed - although you could probably head to the Latin Quarter and see scenes like these during that time (and also at other times of year).

The scenes in the 'mardi gras exposure' were not likely taken during Mardi Gras - at least, they are not really part of the Mardi Gras festivities. Although it's all in good fun, the drunken antics are not part of the annual Mardi Gras festivities (in New Orleans), which are based on a religious observance, of course. In reality, the real Mardi Gras does not take place on Bourbon Street. So it is rather a widespread myth. However, despite the 'myth', it can certainly be fun to be a part of the after-parade events that happen on Bourbon Street. Fortunately for those of us who enjoy seeing them, the cock flashing and drunken antics can occur at many other times of year. 

Formerly, Southern Decadence, billed as the Gay 'Mardi Gras', and held at Labor Day (first weekend in Sept) was truly an unbelievably wild street event. To many outside the New Orleans area, the term 'Mardi Gras' has become synonymous with the flagrant street flashing breast by women and cock & balls (or butts) by men who are drunk and roaming Bourbon Street in the French Quarter after the Mardi Gras parades have finished elsewhere across the city, seeking to be rewarded with a string of shiny beads for exposing their privates or genitals. 

Although fun and wild, and as such, it allows both the bead-giver and all of the casual bystanders too, a glimpse (or even more) of cute guys' dicks or their half-naked bodies (lower half - as they let their jeans and boxers drop), it is not really what Mardi Gras is. However, the myth persists. It's more likely to be an impromptu street party that spontaneously occurs during Spring Break or other holiday weekends in the old Quartier in downtown New Orleans. Tens of thousands of party-seeking college-age young people descend on the French Quarter on New Orleans during Spring Break, and "boys gone wild' is the name of the game.

 "In part due to the way the news media has focused on the activities of those who "visit" and go the French Quarter "after" the parades, it now appears that all many think about when they hear the words "Mardi Gras"are activities occurring in the French Quarter; i.e., flashing women (tourists who are drunk or need attention) and crowd surges (a spring break crowd trying to catch a glimpse)! This is not Mardi Gras. It has absolutely nothing to do with the "real" Mardi Gras celebration. Unfortunately, sex makes more news .. so every news camera visiting our beautiful city for Mardi Gras heads for the spring break crowd on Bourbon Street ... and does not give adequate coverage to those who spend thousands of dollars and months of time planning "The Greatest Free Show on Earth!" It is our hope that visitors who have seen Internet sites by tourists to New Orleans showcasing these tourists realize that they are only seeing 1/10 of 1% of what happens during the entire Mardi Gras season ... and hopefully, will soon realize Mardi Gras is not one big spring break for dirty old men, but an enjoyable celebration for families and friends. Locals stay away from the crowded Quarter in the evenings after a parade -- but we wouldn't miss Mardi Gras for the world! Excerpted (with additions) from http://www.mardigrasneworleans.com/ 

Coach's Office By Roy 
(an original story that was formerly available on BadPuppy; photos were added separately by me)

The mid-afternoon sun was beating down on my back the duration of football practice, and I was in no mood for Coach Smith's continued yelling about my slacking off today. He finally crossed my last nerve and I told him I was doing the best I could. He stormed up to me and said that he was sure he could adjust my attitude. He ordered me to run 10 extra laps at the end of practice. By the time I finished the extra laps, the rest of the team had already left.
The locker room was empty. My shoes made a clicking sound on the tile floor as I crossed the locker room towards Coach Smith's office. I nervously knocked on the wooden door, the sound filled the locker room. From behind the door, I heard the power in Coach Smith's voice as he ordered me into his office. "It took you long enough to finish those laps", he barked. The anger in his voice caused me to fear this man for the first time. "I am sorry for the trouble I caused today, Sir", I meekly replied. " Oh, you will be sorry, young man", Coach Smith said in a low angry voice.He slowly opened the top left drawer of his disk. He removed a large clear Plexiglass paddle. As he swung the paddle back and forth, the air whistled through the holes that had been drilled in the paddle. With each swing, I began to sweat. He then removed a well worn leather batter's glove, he slowly put his large hand in the glove, adjusting the fit until the leather was like a second skin on his large hand. He slowly walked around his desk and went to the door and turned the lock. The sound of the lock filled the empty locker room and filled me with a feeling of anticipation.Coach Smith stood behind me and placed his massive hands on my shoulders, "It's time we started with your attitude adjustment, young man", he said. He ordered me to stand with my hands on his desk, "You must be kidding" I asked. "Either do as I say or you're off the team" he barked back. I slowly stood He jerked back the wooden chair that I had been sitting on. I bent over, placing my hands on the desk. Coach Smith rubbed the Plexiglas paddle over the center of my ass. I heard the air whistle as Coach Smith took the paddle back, the anticipation of the blow filled me with strange sensations; both of tread and excitement. Coach Smith lingered with the return blow, he seemed to sense my anticipation. He said nothing as his powerful arm brought the paddle down against my upturned ass. Even with my practice pants on , the blow sent a pain through my body, my knees almost buckled. I heard the whistle as the paddle as he readied for the second blow. My body tensed as the blow was delivered. With each blow the pain increased, and so did the strange sensation of excitement. Coach Smith delivered ten hard blows to my backside.

 As Coach Smith walked around his desk, I straightened and started to turn toward the door, " Where do you think you are going? We're not finished" he stated loudly. My heart almost stopped when Coach Smith ordered me to remove my practice pants. I started to refuse, but before I could, he informed me that the punishment would worsen the longer he had to wait. My hands trembled has I unlaced the front of my pants. I slowly removed my pants and placed them on the wooden chair. I stood before Coach Smith with just a jockstrap and a jersey on. Strangely my body began to tinkle with the anticipation of the pain that was surely to come. Coach Smith ordered me to return to my position over the desk. Coach Smith stepped behind me and slowly ran his hand over my burning backside. As his fingers touched my ass, I became strangely aroused. Coach Smith removed the wide leather belt from his pants, I heard a cracking sound as Coach Smith snapped the belt together. My body trembled and I started to feel a burning in my groin.

The first smack of the belt on my scarlet ass sent my body jerking forward. Coach Smith grabbed the back of my jersey and brought the belt down against my ass. With each of Coach Smith's powerful blows, the stinging pain of my ass brought my cock to stiffness. When Coach Smith finished, my swollen cock pressed against my jockstrap, Coach Smith jerked me upright. I hoped that he did not see my swollen cock. I noticed a strange grin on his face. "I see someone enjoyed our lesson. Maybe I need to continue" Coach Smith said through a grin. He pulled me towards the wooden chair and laid me over his knees. He positioned my swollen cock over his own manhood. He started to rub my burning ass. H then raised his gloved hand and brought it down on my waiting cheek. First the left cheek, then the right. With each slap of his hand, I felt his cock press against mine. He continued to rub my ass between each blow. After an additional 10 slaps on each cheek, his hands started to explore my scarlet and purple ass.

His fingers forced their way towards my asshole. This was the first time anyone had touched the inside of my ass. My body became aware of his probing fingers as he slowly pressed them into my hole. The pain of the spanking was soon replaced with the pleasure of Coach's probing fingers. "Breath deeply and relax", Coach Smith whispered in my ear, I took a deep breath as he pressed his fingers deeper into my body. I was soon aware that I enjoyed his probing and tried to open myself to him. I felt his hardened cock moving against mine. My body trembled. He removed his finger from deep inside my body. Sweat soaked my jersey. Coach Smith told me to stand. As I did so, I could see his cock pressing against his zipper. Coach Smith rose from the chair. His hand came up between my legs. He firmly squeezed my balls and cock. My body started to buckle, but Coach Smith held me tightly. "Ever had someone play with your cock before?" Coach Smith asked. "NO," I said through trembling lips, " Should I stop?" he asked.

Again I answered no. Coach Smith slowly raised my sweat soaked jersey, exposing my hairless chest to the cold air that filled the room. My nipples started to harden. Coach started to slowly lick my nipples. He removed my jersey and brought his mouth over my hard nipples, his teeth barely touching my tender nipples as his tongue rolled against the tips. My body started to tremble from this new sensation. I pressed his head harder against my heaving chest. He unbuckled his pants. The sound of his zipper couple with my increasing moans of pleasure filled the office. Coach then removed his shirt. I was overwhelmed by the site of his nearly naked body. His sweat glistened on his smooth muscled body, my trembling hand reached out to touch a man's chest for the first time. The touch of his bare chest, sent a feeling of total joy through my body. I looked into his icy blue eyes. I wanted this man. He pulled my head towards his, he pressed his lips against mine. I felt his tongue trying to part my lips. I willingly gave in. His tongue explored my mouth deeper then any girl's I had kissed before. My hands started to explore his chest, my fingers caressed his nipples. I wanted to taste the sweat on his chest. I kissed and licked the area around his nipples. My first taste of another man's sweat was more intoxicating then anything I had ever drank before.Coach Smith pressed me against his desk, his hands slowly caressing my stomach. As he lowered his hands towards my swollen cock, my breathing started to become shallow. His hands played with the top of my jockstrap. He slowly pulled the sweaty straps way from my body. The chilled air touched my hard cock as the jockstrap dropped to the floor. Coach Smith's hands slowly made their way along my legs, his very touch sent electricity through my body. His hands stoped just inches away from my balls. I held my breath as his hand tenderly rolled over my balls. He caressed my cock. My knees buckled, Coach Smith caught me and layed me on his desk. His mouth slowly lowered over my cock. I felt the wetness of his mouth, his sharp teeth scraped the head of my cock as it entered his mouth. His lips pressed against my groin. The sensation of the suction of his mouth on my cock was like no other sensation I have felt before. I felt as though I would explode. Coach Smith continued to suck my cock and balls. His finger was again pressing against my waiting asshole. He stoped sucking my cock long enough to lick two of his fingers. He then returned his mouth to my cock and started to explore my ass with his finger. My asshole did not give way to his long finger. With gentle yet firm pressure, he inserted his finger into my hungry ass. Soon his single finger is replaced with both fingers. My moans intensify, I felt a sensation I have never felt before. Coach Smith sensed my pending explosion. He removed his mouth and fingers. He looked down at me and smiled. I watched as he removed his own jockstrap. I saw, for the first time, how large and hard his cock is. He started to stroke his cock, "It's time for you to lose your virginity" he said as he stroked his cock with force. He reached into his bottom drawer and took out a small tube of clear liquid and a condom.

  I stared at his cock as he slowly rolled the condom over the plump head of his cock. The condom covered his cock with a tight fit. "This will help," he said as opened the clear liquid and smeard it over his cock. He then smeared the cool liquid on my asshole, and with his finger, inserted some inside me. He pulled me closer to the edge of the desk, raising my legs high in the air. I felt the juicy head of his cock press against my asshole. He grabbed my hips and pulled them towards him as he pushed his hard cock against my ass. I felt a pain like no other as his head made its way up my asshole. I let out a small yell as he entered deeper in to my body. I was filled with a pressure as his body presses against my upturned ass. He stopped and told me to breath. I feel him begin to remove his cock. As the head of his cock began to leave my body, he

forced it deep inside my waiting hole. My body arched with the force of the pressure. He began to move back and forth like a piston. He pressed his body against mine. Our mouths met one another. I could feel his blood engorged cock as he fucked me, he started to fuck me harder and faster. He removed his cock from my body. His warm cum shot over my belly. He spread it gently over my stomach and then took my cock in his mouth, sucking harder than before. I soon felt the pressure of my cum rising in my cock. I pushed his mouth away from my cock right as it shot a load all over his cheek. I was afraid he would be angry. He wiped my cum from his cheek and kissed me gently on the mouth."I am going to need another attitude adjustment again real soon," I informed him. Coach smiled as he gave my wet ass a hard smack.

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Timberfell Lodge proves to be a great gay CMNM getaway in the backwoods of East Tennessee. 

I promised (myself) that I'd write a review of Timberfell Lodge, the outdoorsy gay resort in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains of east Tennessee.  

Before the great memories fade completely, I'll try to get some of what occurred there during my first visit to Timberfell. It will definitely not be my last time to go.

SPECIAL NOTE: At a later time, I will come back to the topic of what kinds of CMNM situations I experienced at Timberfell Lodge, and also explore the idea of a real CMNM weekend event there in the future more in details in a later post. Any ideas in the meantime are certainly welcome! Send me an email or write your ideas in a blog comment.

 

 

 

* Timberfell Lodge would make a great venue for a Daddy-Boy Retreat, a CMNM Weekend, complete with circus tent for live role-plays and exhibitions. I understand that a Daddy-Boy BDSM Event has been held there in the recent past. I'm going to try to get one started there for next year -- hopefully in August (between Mr. Timberfell Contest Weekend and Labor Day) -- perhaps in conjunction with these or other existing annual events, or at one or more gay campgrounds in North America. Any suggestions or recommendation would also be greatly appreciated. 

 

 

Why Timberfell Lodge proved to be a great gay getaway in the backwoods of East Tennessee. 

 

 

 

Although it is located in rural Tenn, there is most everything you'd want to the resort grounds: dining room, variety of accommodations, plenty of men of all ages, body types, races, persuasions, and passions, lots of nooks and crannies for anonymous sex, great sense of community, isolated for complete nudity, reasonable rates, exciting home-spun events with enough technicality to be enjoyable,... and more. I visited it for the first time on Aug 13-17 which coincided with the Mr. Timberfell Contest Weekend of events.

There is still time this season (Summer 2020) to camp out - although they do have rooms and a bunk-bed dorm for the less outdoorsy.

Labor Day Weekend is one of their biggest events, and the last major one before the pool closes later this month, followed on by their annual Cocktobear-Fest in October.

What's hot and what's to do?

1) Bears galore - If you're into them, you'll have a large assortment to dazzle your fancy. There are other types of guys too.. like me (gray fox), and otters, panthers, and wily coyotes, too. There are NOT too many twinks, however (awhhh!). When I attended the Mr. Timberfell Contest Weekend, there were only 4 young men (20s), who were there because one of them (a hunky stud) was competing for the title. I'd say the average age is 45 - and there are plenty of older men, and quite a lot of younger ones 30 - 45. But only a few below 29. I did meet a 20 year old who was into older guys, and a 70 something into younger. It's all relative.. after all. 

2) The location is isolated, so you can go nude anywhere on the resort (except the dining room),

3) Festive atmosphere for the weekend events,

 

4) Bar is open to outsiders, day visitors, and to guests

5) Sex is not guaranteed but highly likely if you've got what it takes (smile). Public sex is not allowed but there was plenty going on in the private areas. 

6) Nice facilities - byob for wine/liquor, cannot bring beer but can buy it there, the food served is like home-style buffet - if you're not really a camp-style cook, pool and large sun deck, sauna, steam room can get active - especially at night - they open all night for your pleasure (smile). 

7) Best thing was meeting the great guys - I had great conversations and still managed to get off at the right times. Wink! 

 

Costs: Check it out online - but campsite $15 for 1 person per night, breakfast $6, dinner $20, poolside beer $3, snacks $3 

From camping (in a tent or camper), to a bunk in the bunkhouse, to a room with shared toilet, to a fine private room with private bath. It's all up to you! They have events all year long - even when it's too cold to camp outdoors. 

 

 

 

ADDED Bonus: The events are not very expensive, and day-guests are abundant on weekends. Also, there is actually a community of gay men who live (and a few work on site) at the resort full-time, particularly in the summer months. There are rentable trailer and RV sites for those who want a live-in gay nude resort experience 24/7.

 

 

Find out more at: www.timberfell.com/home/

Kelly

August 5, 2020 - 3:52 PM You have to realize that Timberfell is way back in rural, Bible-belt America. If you drive passed it, (easily to do since its unmarked except for the street number), you'll end up in one of the most redneck parts of Tennessee, where the regular pastime could well be cornholing unsuspecting Yankee tourists, a la Deliverance (see film / novel of the same name) . However, Timberfell Lodge is a little gay oasis where bear-mauling truckers, silver-maned bikers, beefy jarheads, countryfied southern gentry, and white trailer trash all mingle rather happily, mostly naked around the pool or guzzling moonshine (not actually) in the dance-hall tavern-bar just up the hill. Maybe we can get a group of interested people from Tribe.net or the Guys into CMNM social network groups to convene for some down-home fun and good times. Hey, ya'll come, y'hear!

  

Being a closet flasher I enjoy wearing my mesh shorts or athletic pants (liner removed)outdoors. Amazingly however, I rarely get noticed -- even when I don't wear a long shirt that would cover up the fact that I'm free-balling and hanging loose. There are different sized mesh weaves so the amount of transparency varies on the garment and whether it's sunny or cloudy (amount of light) affects how see-thru they appear. 

For the first time in a pretty long while, I actually did get noticed. I went out about 7 a.m. the other day wearing my long mesh pants to take a morning walk -- without my dog. Lately I've been taking the dog out and hour or so later than that. 



Along came someone on a bicycle who I've seen in the neighborhood before but haven't for a long time. He's a gardener / landscaper who works at a nursery nearby. I remember him because he's used come early to pick up the company truck parked in a lot across from where I live.
 
(The photo at the right is one of this blog's author. ---> )

 He would arrive on his bicycle and then proceed to stand sideways out in front the parked vehicle and take a long piss (just about every morning). I had noticed this habit - not because I was spying on him - but I'd see him when I came out to get the paper, looked out the window, He was apparently not deliberately exposing himself -- at least from my viewpoint. Yet I always wondered if he were sort of doing it on purpose. If he's coming to work by bicycle, his own place couldn't be that far away. 



For a year or so, his company uses a different parking lot for their vehicles so I've not seen him taking a morning piss. Well, that other morning, as he rode passed me on his bicycle his eyes centered in on my freeballing cock in these mesh pants which was just hanging partly below my shirt. He turned in from a side road and so his view of it. 

was just a short glance, but he definitely reacted. Because he had earphones
on, as was listening to music, he could not heard himself but I heard him mumbled just as he passed me 'goddamn! or something like that, doing a double take.

Somehow I don't think he was not as shocked as he was surprised - maybe even delighted -- that there was somebody in his neighborhood he would do what he's been thinking about so long (his pissing in public was just his way of innocent flashing). So I now I think he might have been getting his own thrills as he 'innocently' pissed in public ever morning.

I know there are many -- if not most freeballers - who do wear no underwear for a lot different reasons than the thrill of accident exposure. But I think there might at least be a element of thrill of being seen for a good many -- even showing a VPL (visible penis line) through your pants/short that are NOT mesh must be appealing to some freeballers. Wearing mesh and semi-transparent or see-thru or ripped clothes with holes while freeballing is more further step along in that direction.

 

Traveling Alone -- Where to go, how to, and how not to (go alone). 

by

sunbuns99

 First published October 30th, 2005 at 11:17 AM, Republished May 15, 2020

[Part of several responses on a gay travel discussion board　]
The following is a collection of separate entries that I've made on gay travel. 

It's almost summer now, but there are warm places to visit during winter (in North America), too.   I recommend some of my favorite gay travel destinations below. 

South Texas or San Antonio, New Mexico, San Diego or Arizona would probably feel very warm compared to those bitterly cold (but sometimes sunny) days where most people in North America live. Looking for a great travel destination - -to get away from the winter cold and blahs?

I think Australia would be great -- in time for Gay Carnival (maybe it has another name) -- not only Sydney but visit Cairns, or even Melbourne, Brisbane for their special features.

New Zealand is rated as one the best places to visit on the planet. There are also other great places in the South Pacific.

 

I highly recommend the Torrey Pines State Nature Reserve, located just north of La Jolla near San Diego, California.  There is an officially sanctioned nude beach just south of the State Reserve, which is accessible most easily by using the Torrey Pines State Nature Reserve parking lots.  The upper parking lots provide the quickest hiking access to the park and then southward down the beach to Black's Beach (the huge clothing optional beach). However, in March 2020, the upper parking lots were closed.

 

 I always recommend Hawaii (of course)-- take in at least two of the islands (Oahu and the Big Island ). How about the Caribbean islands - -although I've never been. Mexico and points south could be great... I want to visit Belize, Costa Rica or Honduras. Brazil and Argentina also get high marks for warmth - both temperature and cultural and subcultural too. It does not get any 'gayer' than Rio or Sao Paulo during Carnival and Gay Carnival(s).

I'm dying to return to the Canary Islands - I had been thinking that it is not quite warm enough until March, but actually that's not really true. It's pretty much spring and summer year round in The Canary Islands, Spain's territory just off the coast of Morocco. However, South Africa would also be a blast during our winter. Maybe West Africa -- Senegal or Ghana.  I had made plans to visit Senegal in March 2020, but that trip was cancelled because of the worldwide coronavirus epidemic. Actually, I had planned to fly to Dakar, Senegal, from Gran Canaria (the Canary Islands), where I was to have visited for about the 12th time.

 

By the way, what about NOT traveling alone?

 

You could try finding a travel partner or join an organized trip or tour. For example, sometimes your college or a university in your area or even across the country, sometimes offers organized study-tours that may fit your schedule, budget and choice of location as well as really getting you deeply into some aspect of the culture you visit.

 

They are generally set-up by the continuing education division and professional association and other types of groups/organization sometimes offer them too.

 

Gay-oriented tours/trips

 

Have you (or has anyone else) had experience with joining an organized group trip as a single (gay) man? How was it? Would you recommend it?

Does anyone know of how / where to connect with some good gay (or all male) travel groups or organized trips?

 

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I have a partial list here but hope other can add more:

 

 

Kalani (Gay men's retreat during certain weeks at this Big Island Hawaii resort (add dot com to find the web site). You can also stay there without participating in a retreat or conference.  NOTE:  It's been closed since 2018 when the Kilauea Volcano released a huge lava flow that destroyed 700 expensive homes and an unknown number of small unpermitted homes in the Puna District.

 

Gay.com has a gay travel section that may have organized trips to some place warm during the winter.

 

Travelocity and Orbtiz seem to have a special Gay and Lesbian travel section with some organized tours.

 

There are Pride celebrations in warmer spots (some already mentioned).

 

You might find a travel buddy -- even here on Dudenudes.com or try one of the other such as Hardbuddies.com has a travelers and expanded invitation section so that you can try to hook up both BEFORE you go and also when you get there.

 

QTmagazine used to have ads for travel buddies, but I don't think it worked very well or was popular enough.

 

Is there another site that does these kinds of things to get travel partner together?

 

Craig's List lets you post ads -- but they may not be your cup of tea -- so to speak.

 

Specialized tours or adventure or sporting trips

Gaysports.com and gayoutdoors.com may have links to some possibilities.

Also, there are a couple of tour operators for gay cruises, guided tours and scuba diving or sail boat trips, such as, alysonadventures.com

 

and underseax.com. These latter types tend to be quite expensive.

 

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Trips to 1) Honolulu and Big island (Hawaii), 2) Provincetown, 3) Spain and 4) Croatia

1) Honolulu and the Big Island

        Recently, the beach located at Diamond Head Beach, off to the right down Beach Road (limited parking available) or simply walk through Kapioalani Park and then take Diamond Head Road to Beach Road).

 

 Nowadays, you can find naked or semi-naked nude men and a few women on the public beach at Diamond Head Beach.  The city discovered that there is no law against public nudity on city owned beach, whereas public nudity is illegal on state-owned beaches, but not on Diamond Head Beach.

 

On the Big Island of Hawaii, there is nude sunbathing at Beach 67, which is located above Waialea State Beach, located off of Old Puako Beach Road at Telephone Marker 67. It Is about 300 yards north of the entrance to Waialea State Beach. You take a dirt road into the upper portion of Waialea State Beach. It's about 400 meters (yards) down to a parking lot and a port-a-potty toilet. There is no drinking water available.  Then park your car and walk down to the secluded Beach 67, which is a small clothing optional beach.  There is sometimes cruising by males here at the Beach 67 and further along the rocky shoreline heading north.

 

 

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2) Provincetown, MASS.  

There is plenty to do in Provincetown, MA. Herring Cove is THE hot spot -- it is a national/state (?) park but it's the mecca for most people who love the sun, sand and naked butts in Cape Cod and all kinds of people across the Northeast.

You can walk to Herring Cove from the town by going down Commercial St, over to Bradford St, or ride a bike (NOT into the dunes, please) or drive a car (parking costs an entrance fee to the park), go left after the ranger station and park as far left as you can, then walk to the beach and to left about a half-mile or more - Provincetown is great in any season, but it's all the better with the hundreds of naked guys in the summer. The cruising in the dunes gets pretty hot too.

I'm not much into going to a gay bars, but there are some good ones in P-town; the streets are crowded and the restaurants are great -- the great one has long lines so plan accordingly. Renting a bike for a day and riding the National seashore park is fun. After 5 days you'll probably want to do something different -- if you have the time (and some $$ to burn), I recommend a day trip to Boston on the hydrofoil (or ferry). It's $55 round trip but you can basically walk (or take a subway) to downtown Boston and see a lot historical sights for free.

Anybody traveling to P-town may see me walking down Commerical St or Bradford in my see-thru shorts or jogging pants. Give me a hoot..
Otherwise, see you 'au poil' on the beach.. from Pensacola to Montreal this summer.

Update: Great trip to Provincetown in August. I stayed for 4 nights at Dune's Edge Campground, a family oriented but gay-friendly place just off Hwy 6A as you approach P-town. You can find it via Google. It is a 10-minute walk from Commercial St. During the winter, you probably cannot camp -- although you might also try Coastal Acres Campground.
For stays during the winter, you could try some of the B&Bs or inns or look at Redweek.com or a similar site to rent a timeshare.

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3) Croatia  

I travelled by train from rainy Budapest but it was clear and sunny on the Croatian coast (here is a pic from Rijeka on Monday, Aug 29). It was drizzling in Zagreb that morning but clear by the time I got to Rijeka. So a cruise to some of the outer islands would have been fabulous (weather wise) if I had had more time.

I decided to return to Budapest where cruising for hot men was easier -- I also had a gorgeous day getting naked at Donau Island in Vienna on Aug 31.
So I think the weather is variable but there seems to be some likelihood for some good weather on the Croatian coast even when it is rainy inland - still locals should know better and take the advice to see local weather forecasts online.

I could not stay as long as I would have liked so I will just have to go back.
I went by train from Budapest -- of course flying would be cheaper or is there a quicker way to get to the Croatian coast. I've heard the ferries from Italy are good.. Anybody got a better idea?

Next time I want to go the supposedly great nude sunbathing beaches on the Croatian coast..  I gave up on doing so this time from Rovinj because the buses seemed to be so infrequent..where is the best place to find out gay guys interested in sun/fun and hopefully sex on the beach?

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4)  Maspalomas Beach, southern part of Gran Canaria, Canary Islands　

　　The world's largest nude beach and sand dudes (gay cruising area) is at Maspalomas (at Playa del Ingles on southern end of the island of Gran Canaria). 
That 's where I'm headed for the 12th time in a few months (Jan 12-19).. I'm not camping but staying at a two-hotel hotel for about $30 a night (self-catering), sex city at night and sunshine and naked male skins for days on the beach.  Men cruising the dunes are aged 40+ and higher so not everybody's preference. 

 Gran Canaria is a fairly nice gay travel destination - there are excellent points but also some negative aspects.

          This entry is mainly about the sex clubs and the dunes.
In the Yumbo Centre (the largest shopping and commercial complex in Playa del Ingles on the southern and resort/beach side of the islannd, there are a couple (or more) sex club/backroom bars on the ground (basement floor) - they don't even open to 10 or later. You check your clothes at the door and there is not a dry (cum free) body by the end of the night (4 am?)

However, I have heard that the Yumbo Centre is going to be renovated sometime this year. Someone on this site told me many months ago so I'll have to look him up since he was due to travel there in Nov/Dec. It may be closed when you (or I) want to go there.

The above bars/clubs should not be confused with Basement Studios [url]www.basementstudios.es[/url]
which is a gay hotel just across from the Yumbo that requires a dress code for staying guests (different 'costumes' each day - all nude, jeans, leather etc,) and the rooms are all opened at certain time for those willing guests to freely roam about and suck/fuck like rabbits (I think that you can also pay to enter as as temporary visitor to enjoy the sex fun). See the site for details. I choose to stay somewhere cheaper (see alpharooms.com for ideas). I'd be exhausted in no time from diving in the morning, sex in the dunes in the afternoon and wide abandon both all evening and all night (LOL).

Of course, the dunes will NOT be undergoing renovation - except just what nature provides (wind/sun/blowing sand) and with nature taking its course (so to speak) - it's very cruisy - almost non-stop in the dunes. It is truly a nudist paradise - but it depends on what (and who) you expect to see walking the streets of heaven.

You should realize that - at least during the winter - Gran Canaria is the temporary home for thousands of retiree couples and also gay couples of all ages (who just want to get away from the snowy colder Northern European climes. There is a lot of camaraderie but typically couples are just hanging out and meeting their 'old' friends whom they met over several wintertime visits to Playa del Ingles / Maspalomas.

Nevertheless, there are hundreds of male (and sometimes female) nudists out sunning and also cruising the famous Maspalomas Dunes from morning to sunset. However, beggars can't be choosers - I'd have to say that the average age is at least 45 (probably older - more like 55 some days) but .. what the hey... who am I to turn done the advances of some middle-aged hottie. I am well into middle age myself. The clubs are different they attract a more virile and younger clientele.

 
The Canaries are NOT only about wild sex.. there is historical, cultural and natural environment that has a lot to offer - in fact, I go there as much for the diving and hiking and marine sports as for the gayness of its this varied resort attractions - it IS part of Spain after all.

  

Someone asked me recently to reveal the identity - actually the real street address / location of one of the places/people in my own uploaded Xtube videos (some are actually me and made by me). At least, he understood that it was NOT me in the video of Window Flasher Gets the Job Done. But...I can't tell you how many people have assumed that it was me (which may be flattering) but certainly means that people - esp Xtube Porno Smurf types don't or can't read. It's sometimes no small wonder they could actually find and sign up to be NON-contributing members of this site.

I really don't know why -- well actually I guess I do know why some people can be so stupid and unthinking or just plain dorky or lazy. I guess I should NOT actually care -- especially now (no comment but this IS Bush's Amerika --now in the 8th and final year. But god-damnation upon us.. it may just be supplanted by 4-8 years of HuckaBombaNation or MittRomMormanization of Ameri-KKKA. Are you going to next see (after the Guantanamo and Abu Graib fiascos) next can see next concentration camps for sexual perverts (like everybody who has joined Xtube would consider a captial punishment lethal injection-able offense by MH, MR or FT - probalby not RJ or JM - I'm know I'm only mentioning Republicans but this IS NOT THE CNN Morning news -- it's MY blog, right) popping up all across America -- after one of those GOP premediated Morality Police would-be Dicktatators (presidents) takes office. (LOL) Woe to me who would attempt defiled the solid reputation of the GOP!

But...back to my original point - in fact, I am protecting that person' identity -- from people (perhaps like you).


A year or so ago, when I uploaded the 'full' version of that video (which had formerly been available on VEOH) -- a bunch of people started snooping around and actually someone was able to identity the exact corner and the house / window from where it was shot.

 So... to keep me (and him) from getting FBI inquiries (LOL), I cut out a lot of the views that might identity the location. It's been clipped down a lot. Sorry but that's how it's going to remain.
Instead of chasing down flashers and other sexual perverts or champions/heroes - it depends on how you look at them when doing so might brand you as a kind of sexual predator or stalker -if you actually did that by the way, why don't you do some of your own pics and videos.

My definition of a Xtube Porn Smurf:
I notice that they don't have much to offer: No profile pic, often NOT anything at all in their profile, No photos .. Nor any videos of your own... BUT they do have dozens if not hundreds of collected Friends and Favorities. That's not a criticism nor am I being totally sarcastic either .... but anybody who believes that Ben Affleck and Eric Mabius were 'accidently' caught naked or masturbating ranks at the same type of person who sits religiously in front of pro-wrestling matches on TV, cheering away like it is real or something... even a sport. ( I realize you ( probably) didn't MAKE those videos, you have made them your favorities.
What a person makes a favorite tells us something about them - not always what we might GUESS it should tell.

Just for you information (maybe you already know and just favorited them because you wanted to have the bookmarks (sometimes I do that)... but that is NOT Ben -- and he was 'famous' from the age of 9-12 when he hosted his own educational TV series on PBS. So I really doubt he would allow that type of video. The Mabius is an outtake from one of his films.

Sorry but my basic cynicism (and sarcastic humor) is peeking (leaking) out. I wrote this for the purpose of sending it to ONE specific individual but unfortunately, Xtube is rather stingy (incredibly slower server and very cheap intrasite email (message have to be limited in size) but I can't really complain as a consumer - but I CAN complain because my 'small' as it is (no .. not my dick size) contribution DOES bring in viewers/members - which does help increase the revenues of Xtube since having more viewers/website visitors pays them more advertising income - the site would definitely NOT be operable simply of user fees - so that's why they don't ask for them (except for premium services).

I usually take all 'messages' to be authentic requests -even by teh Porn Smurfs (people who CONSUME other people's private porn BUT who don't contribute ANYTHING themselves - such as you too perhaps you are guilty) -You'll probably get a better reception for your questions or requests for Friend status (which serves no purpose here on Xtube but as a bookmark) if you did your homework and also actually contributed something to the Xtube porn community (gay or str8 or whatever).. Write a blog or post some pics (NET ones - not ones you've stolen from somewhere else and are trying to pretend are YOU!!)

It'd be best too if you'd bother to read the notes on a video and the profile of the person who uploaded it before sending off a question to which you should (probably would) already know the answer.


Have fun... P.S. This is the 50th Anniversary of the Smurfs - which is probably about right (as an age or perhaps IQ) for most of you who fall into the Xtube Porn Smurf category. If not, stop acting like it.

Always bitter sweet but ohh, so good/bad,

Kelly