"I couldn’t be more shocked had she joined a satanic cult"
Sunday, September 28, 2008


Naturist's relax
Originally uploaded by gimme shelter  

Sometimes I just don't "get" The Frisky. Sometimes they want to be edgy, as when they ask women what they would do with a penis for a day -- and then, almost as an afterthought, ask men if they've ever thought about what they'd do with a vagina for a day.

But then they go and run an essay like this one, Girl Talk: The Naked Truth, in which Diane Shipley expresses her utter incredulity that anyone would want to be a naturist.

Yet my friend says she’s enjoying her new hobby a lot. I say, Shouldn’t a hobby be something you can use to pad out your resume?
No, a hobby should be something you enjoy.
The British Naturist’s society website says that “Naturism is non-sexual nudity,” but who’s around to enforce what people are thinking?
Should someone be doing that? Oh, right, this is England, where you don't have all that free speech nonsense we Americans have burdened ourselves with.
The site then goes on to state that many people are prejudiced against displays of nudity. But I’m not sure not wanting to see the naked bodies of people I’ve never met before can really be considered a prejudice.

You've made your decisions regarding what naturist life is like (and more power to you) with, I presume, no exposure (*ahem*) to the lifestyle itself or people who live it. And when one of your otherwise-intelligent friends embraces it and finds pleasure in it, you aren't prepared to give her the benefit of the doubt? You aren't prepared to concede that maybe she knows something about what she's doing that you don't know? Some friend you are.

Sounds like prejudice to me.

Posted by Regin at 9/28/2008 08:09:00 PM 1 comments  

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Friday Flickr Favorite
Saturday, September 27, 2008


jessicka 
Originally uploaded by photo_obscura
Maybe I should just make it a Weekend Flickr Favorite, alliteration be damned.

Posted by Regin at 9/27/2008 08:15:00 AM 0 comments  

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HNT: If you want something done right...
Thursday, September 18, 2008


Click the image to see it unedited.
Click here to see a Flickr slideshow of variants.
In an earlier post, I passed along a recent image from Sexoteric featuring a man giving himself a blow job. I happened to mention that I had some experience along those lines, and a commenter asked for details.

Why, yes, I do take requests.

Well, as I said, in my younger days I could *almost* do it. I was blessed with more than a little natural double-jointedness, and of course I was young. I *knew* the standing posture the fellow in this photograph achieved would have been a bad idea, because if I actually managed it, and got anywhere close to climax, I'd fall down. I tried rolling around on the floor in all kinds of contortions, without success.

Not that it was *all* bad, I just couldn't do what I was trying to do.

As I recall, I got the nearest to unconditional success in the bathtub. I slowly turned sideways, wedging myself between the walls of the tub to help curl my back. My legs pointed straight up, but I had them spread and slightly bent so I didn't overbalance.

If I'd thought about it, I would have started laughing at the ridiculous position I was in--which, contorted as I was, I didn't really have enough breath to do. But I didn't think about that, because, well, the destination was in sight. I had the closest view of my own cock I'd ever had, and it was tantalizing.

The secret of getting closer was *not* to strain for it, but to relax and allow my back to curl just a *little* tighter. And eventually, victory: My lips closed around the head of my cock.

I expected a certain amount of sensory disconnect: I thought it might feel like I was simultaneously giving and getting a blow job. That didn't happen, of course.

Then I thought I might be immediately repulsed by the taste and/or texture. That didn't happen either. In fact, I really liked it. There was something satisfying about it, like sucking your thumb (I suppose). This, I thought, is a sensation I could definitely get used to.

I squirmed and shifted and grabbed my own ass to pull my cock closer. I managed to relax a little more and took myself in a little deeper. I have no idea how this was possible: All I could see was my own balls, when my eyes were open. I could sit there with my cock in my mouth... but I couldn't move, not without causing back pain.

It almost worked. You *know* I *wanted* like hell for it to work. But try as I might, and good as it felt, I never got even remotely close to orgasm. You know how it is for young men: If it won't make you come, what good is it?

Thinking back on it now, of course, I wish I'd been able to take pleasure in it for what it was, and had tried harder to get and stay flexible enough to continue experimenting. I wish I'd thought to attempt to massage my prostrate (hey, it's not like my ass wasn't close by) and see what happened. If only the aneros had existed then.

Posted by Regin at 9/18/2008 11:54:00 PM 1 comments  

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HNT: The End of Summer
Saturday, September 13, 2008


100_0780b Originally uploaded by Regin W
I have a weakness for hawaiian shirts, the brighter the better. If you're feeling generous, I wear XXL. :) I really like how these rich colors set off my pale and pasty epidermis.

If you've been following along on my LiveJournal, the most recent entry resolves my body-shaving questions. As you can see in this Half-Naked Thursday image, I have achieved the degree of hairlessness I was hoping for.

Now I have to see if I can convince my Beloved to do the same thing. I'm guessing not, actually. But at least "we don't have the stuff I'll need" isn't a good excuse. :)

[See the rest of the images from this shoot in this Flickr slideshow.]
Yes, I know it's Saturday. But Thursday is really a state of mind, not a day on the calendar. :)

Posted by Regin at 9/13/2008 08:34:00 PM 0 comments  

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"Friends With Benefits" Benefit Summary Prospectus
Thursday, September 11, 2008

If it comes with charts and graphs, it must be true. You can't argue with charts and graphs.


Found at crap.fi; origin unknown.

Posted by Regin at 9/11/2008 11:01:00 AM 0 comments  

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Another step toward the world of Wall-E

Oh, darn. I was going to mention this "Fucking Hump Chair" featured on Random Good Stuff, but the video seems to have gone missing. It lasted just long enough for me to see it once. The idea is, you achieve coitus while one partner sits there and lets the chair do all the work.

I'm thinking if you can't even muster enough interest in sex to hump for yourself, you're doing it wrong.

Maybe it was a hoax. We can all hope so.

Posted by Regin at 9/11/2008 10:49:00 AM 0 comments  

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Friday Flickr Favorite
Friday, September 05, 2008


Nozomi Sasaki Originally uploaded by g2slp
...or, why guys never seem to be paying attention to what you're looking at when they go shopping with you.

Posted by Regin at 9/05/2008 10:45:00 PM 0 comments  

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