When did you start sleeping naked?
Everyone’s preference is different. Some people don’t like to sleep naked. For me however it’s is a necessity now. Honestly, I don’t remember exactly when I started sleeping naked as a kid, but I kept it up until I hit puberty. Back then, I always wore briefs under my shorts at night. I was raised in a fairly conservative home, I was always worried my parents would come in and catch me naked with an awkward morning situation.
Awkward moments: Skinny dip in Xexou river
When I think back to my childhood, I can’t help but smile at all those carefree days spent by the river Xexou. My friends and I would splash around in the crystal-clear water for hours, completely free and unbothered. We ran around without a care in the world, completely naked and totally at ease. It felt so natural, like we were just being ourselves without any of the worries that come with growing up. But then, as I hit my teenage years, everything started to change.
🌥️When I step into the restroom, a peculiar habit takes hold of me – I find myself scanning the area, not for my own belongings, but for any forgotten items left behind by others. Shorts, in particular, seem to catch my eye. It’s almost like a silent game, a subtle scavenger hunt amidst the mundane routine of restroom visits. If I spot a pair of shorts abandoned, I can’t resist the urge to try them on, if only for a moment, as if briefly inhabiting a different identity.
I’m feeling much improved today. I had an incredibly enjoyable Halloween with my friends yesterday. Although Halloween isn’t an officially recognized festival in our area, many local youth enthusiastically participate in it, even though trick-or-treating is not common. It’s an occasion for young people to express their creativity through fashion. During Halloween parties hosted in hotels, bars, or on pedestrian streets, you’ll come across a diverse array of Halloween costumes. The possibilities are limitless, ranging from witches and vampires to superheroes. This year, we all decided to dress up as Spiderman. It’s all about having a great time and enjoying the festive spirit. So what do you do in Halloween?
Exciting game!
Tied up!
Spiderman adventure
Who want to see without flower cover? or from behind? 🍑
My college requires a fresh medical exam at the start of each year. We headed to the Center building campus, where several tables were set up in the atrium. Guys were registering and receiving paperwork and instructions. You could figure that this must be the starting point for the physicals. Multiple exam stations were set up throughout the large hall. Most stations had an exam table and were staffed by one or two people, some male and some female. At the first station, I got weighed and measured. At the second station, my eyes, ears, nose, thyroid, heart, lungs, and abdomen were examined. At the third station, I had an orthopedic exam. At the fourth station, my vitals were checked, including my chest, blood pressure, and pulse. Station Five was the part dreaded by many, involving genital and hernia examinations. Strangely, I had anticipated a degree of privacy for this portion of the exam, but there was none, and it seemed like all eyes were inexplicably drawn to Station Five. As you stood in line, approaching this station, you had the opportunity to observe how they conducted the examination on the student ahead of you. 😆 I was still slightly aroused myself, though far short of being fully hard while closely watching exam taking place in front of me. It wasn’t a common occurrence to witness another young man undergoing such a public examination. I found it difficult to avert my gaze and felt a strong urge to keep watching.
Growing up in my household, discipline was a significant part of our upbringing. One of the most common forms of punishment was spanking, a practice that both my older brother and I were subjected to regularly. My brother, who is ten years older than me, and I experienced this form of discipline throughout our childhood, and it left a lasting impression on me.
I don’t even know where to begin, but I’ll try to recount the chaos while it’s still fresh in my mind (well, as fresh as it can be after the amount of beer I consumed). By the time By the time the sun went down, most of us were sprawled out on the ground, too drunk to move. Some of the guys got a little too comfortable. I’m talking full-on “I don’t even know where my pants are” comfortable. At one point, I looked over and saw one of them proudly showing off… well, let’s just say he was showing off way more than anyone wanted to see. I don’t think he even realized what he was doing. 😁😁
Tried a bold look yesterday: red briefs under white shorts at the pool. Let’s just say, I didn’t realize everyone would be checking out my swim game. 😅 Note to self: white + water = unexpected spotlight
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I have always been a good swimmer and am often down at the local pool. I joined the school swimming team last month. The day before the first practice, my friend told me that the team operated a Speedo only policy, so I apprehensively went out and bought one. I had never worn one before, so was really nervous about wearing it, especially in front of all my friends on the first day of the practice. I remember I went bright red, and when I stood up to get in the pool, one of the guys playfully grabbed my butt. I ignored it and went into the pool as if nothing had happened.
But today was by far the most embarrassing moment of my life. I tried to get out concealing my crotch, however, that soon failed when some of the guys grabbed my arms and held them behind my back, placing my bulge in full view of all of the laughing girls. As if that wasn’t bad enough, one of them grabbed my trunks from behind, pulling them down below my knees. I was completely mortified that I was fully exposed, and my penis went within a matter of seconds from being semi-erect to shriveled up. I tried to struggle but only ended up making matters worse, as I saw my crush get a full view of all my parts, from back and front. I then managed to cover my crotch with my hands, although they quickly managed to pry my hands apart. After about two minutes (it seemed like an hour) I managed to get my Speedo back on, although by that point everybody had seen everything. At least I got one of the guys back by stealing his towel in the showers and forcing him to run naked through the changing rooms to get it back. My revenge is not nearly finished though!!
It’s kinda awkward for unmarried people to talk about stuff like sexual health or family planning. It’s just how our culture is—super conservative. People don’t really like young folks talking about sex, so everyone stays quiet about it, and that means a lot of us don’t get the advice we need. But now, at school, we’re starting to learn about sexual health in class, which is cool. We’re learning about STIs and stuff, like how if you don’t use a condom during sex, you could get an STI. My teacher also said girls should stay virgins until they’re married because they’re too young otherwise. Families usually tell us not to have sex before marriage, but they focus more on the girls. For guys, it’s easier—they can just use condoms. There’s this youth health clinic that hands out, like, 3,000 condoms every month, and it’s not just for the people who go there. My friends grab a bunch and share them at school too. Actually, my friends gave me some packs yesterday, and, uh, I tried one out tonight. Just experimenting, you know?
Some enjoyable moments 