His Fantasies Of Serving Others In The Nude

Nude Entertainment, Living Statue, Educational Sexual Displays, Nude Guest Drink Serving/Waitering

     All of us have fantasies.  It's a fact, and a necessary part of being human, of living the human life and human condition.  We are drawn from a place deep inside our minds and our loins to engage in fantasy exploration.  Some of us just explore mentally, playing out ideas and scenarios that arouse us to attention, in an effort to understand ourselves and to find a sense of warmth and pleasure inside.  Likewise, some of us do just a bit more by exploring physically, actually living out our fantasies with the help of others interested in seeing or being a part of what it is we desire to do for real.  All in an effort to get physical pleasure and stimulation out of really being in the situation that we play in a variety of different ways time and time again in our minds.  And, all of this is very good!  It's wholesome, it is healthy, and it is very necessary if we are to maintain a healthy and balanced mind throughout life.  Once the fantasizing stops, the pleasures and joys - or the noticing of them - ceases, as well.  And, this is how we humans become grumpy and irritable, and undesirable to be around. 

     I am a man who can't stop fantasizing, or seeking and hoping for friends who want to explore fantasies together with me.  It's needed and necessary for the fulfillment of my fantasies to have others around.  For, whether sexual oriented or not (say like just being nude without any deliberate attempt at arousal), the company and interest of friends - of a group of friends together, male and female, alike - is necessary to achieve what it is I desire so deeply down inside most of the time.  I am very poly oriented, by nature (meaning natural design), and there is no avoiding this without avoiding what is so wholesome and healthily needed in my life - both in the fantasy world and in the physical world.  So, I created this page to express this side of me, for I know that it's often not noticed what is going on inside my mind when I am around others.  Yes, I have a bit of a stoic personality presence, until invitation by others to loosen up and just be myself is given.  And, I won't directly ask, unless I know that this asking is desired by others.  I say this primarily for my friends to understand me, and know how much they can take advantage of my desire to please them if they were to just demand it of me on occasion or entice me into an act of bravado and display.  I am here to serve, and to find a way to serve that also stimulates my libido is my greatest fantasy, and is the reason for why I have the thoughts about me friends that I have. 

     Attention and semi-uncomfortable situations to find myself in ... basically being on display for the fun, laughter, amusement, and titillation of my friends ... is what I need, desire, and crave for.  This is the nature of my sexual fantasies, all group oriented by the way, and the hope I have for our gathering as friends, even if turning it intimately sexual is not quite the agenda of the night.  Maybe just a little exhibition and tease is all but enough excitement.  And, then on occasion, maybe much more might become desired, just to see it done by me for your interest or to have it done to you by one who is willing.  I have fantasies of being a living nude statue or a fully nude (and possibly aroused) drink server for a house party group.  Or, maybe being the one demanded of to suddenly exhibit myself before you all, by demonstrating the things that are on your mind during a group get-together that you yourself wouldn't do, at least not publicly amongst your friends.  This is the stuff that gets me excited, and nervous, inside.  And, that rush of having to perform as desired by my friends is what arouses the libido within me.  That nervous tingle of excitement that runs from my mind, to my gut, and down to the head of my dick.  I love being put into uncomfortable and memorable positions and situations.  And, I hope for this from my friends all the time.   It stirs me towards experiencing the joy of life to think and feel this way, to be creative and hopeful and explorative with others.  But, I need to know you want this, to express this nature in a way that is beyond just the fantasizing of my mind.

     Below are a few very wholesome representations (in words, mostly) of what I desire of my friends, what I would hope they would entice me towards doing, during specifically intended for this friendship gatherings.  I share these here, because I am not notoriously known for sharing them openly with those who know me in person ... to concerned, I guess, of being mis-understood or mis-interpreted as possibly wanting more than what you all are willing to explore with me.  I would never expect more of you than what your willing to engage in, and this is the simple truth of it.  I'm your servant, your willing servant, and my desire is to do what you will find pleasurable and desirable.  The more you use me in this way, coercively or by outright (lovingly) demanding it of me, the more I find myself willing and seeking to be of pleasure and service to you.  Use me in this way and be blessed for it, both in experiencing and in the life-long pleasing memory of it.  This is what I have to ask of you, my friends.  I hunger for this service to you, which you will see if you act on this.  And, just for info sake, if you get me to give my word to doing something, being open to something, even if you're not entirely specific about it at first, then by my three promises made in youth, I must keep my word and must behave accordingly.  It's a sacred promise, that only finds true meaning when others know of it and hold me to living it.

The Naked Aroused Waiter & Living Statue Fantasies (do want to find myself someday having to actually live out these fantasies with friends)

     (The Naked Waiter) "My most desired to-fulfill sex fantasy experience is to be invited to a party, a house party of friends and their friends, women men and couples, for a very special purpose.  You see they need some to tend to the guests drinks, bringing full drinks to them (fruit juice and tea, of course, seeing how I don't personal condone alcohol usage at parties) and bringing glasses back to the kitchen.  But, seeing how my friends who are hosting this party know I'm hungering for a chance to demonstrate my exhibitionist nature among them, they've decided that they need a nude waiter for this all afternoon to early in the morning party.  So, they ask me to come to their party until I promise to attend.  They tell me the time to be there that, of course, has me arriving early.  And, once there, the hostess or hostess and host and her/their friend encourage me (meaning lovingly demand me) to remove all my clothes the moment I enter, insisting that they have a special job for me tonight and, if I just flow with it, they will reward me greatly for it after the party.  They don't specify or elaborate in any way, only insist that I get naked now and hand my clothes over to them, which they promptly make disappear unfindable for the rest of the evening.  I'm now committed standing naked before them, and feeling both aroused and nervous.  What do they have in mind for me really?

     The hostess hands me a bottle of olive oil and tells me to masturbate my penis to a throbbing full erection, here and now in the kitchen before them ... with the understanding that I now have to keep my penis fully aroused and erected for the duration of this party, however many hours their party lasts ... five hours, six hours, seven hours, nine hours.  And, that I am to keep my penis on the edge of orgasm, throbbing and tensely sensitive at all times, but absolutely must not reach an orgasm at any time during the party. Instead, they instruct me that I am to serve and retrieve drinks to and from their guests, fully naked and vulnerable to any wandering eye and hand that is at this party.  And, that when I am not serving drinks and retrieving glasses with a bouncing hard-on and a humble smile, then I am to be standing nearby in the view of everyone and demonstrate my unique-to-me masturbatory techniques ... to maintain my required all-night erection, of course ... until called upon once again to provide service to my hosts/hostess' thirsty guests. Can you get the arousal that I am having this very moment just thinking about being obligated to this and having to do it for real?  Yes, I'm serious about this, else wise I wouldn't put it out their for potential friends to read and act upon.  Take my word and test it, and I will have to follow through with this, for I am a man of my word.  And, this I assure you.  (For understanding sake, though, if taken up on this offer and the location or situation is not right to ensure that this does not lead to needless drama for I and those I love, then I am still obligated and will have to follow through when the situation is conducive and ripe for it.)

     And, if being naked and aroused all night in a house full of merry-making women, men, and couples is not in itself enough, they do give me one more stipulation (requirement that I must abide by), and this is that I am not allowed to resist any touch upon my body at any time during this party, whether it be a slap on the ass, a light caressing, a feel me up in any place, or whatever else the guests may suddenly feel inclined to do. In other words, complete and total submission and service I must give to everyone at this party, with a naked body, a smile, and a throbbing hard-on for their visual stimulation, entertainment, and pleasure ... at my achingly sore (by night's end, I'm sure!) expense.  In other words, my number fantasy and sexual desire is that I be required by friends to keep it up and aroused for hours on end at one of their house parties, for so many hours that it just stays up, so achingly firm and swollen hard, without my even needing to do anything about it.  I want it so hard for so many hours straight in a row that just a breeze from an open window or door flicking briefly acrossed it causes it to throb in achingly sore and pleasurable agony.  The, 'oh, it hurts sooo good' experience!  Do, you know what I mean?  And, when the party is over, only then am I allowed to let the erection go down, in whatever manner my host/hostess feels I am deserving of.  Which I will leave to your imagine, for I want to be surprised, of course!"

     (The Living Statue) "My second most desired to-fulfill sexual fantasy is to be a living statue at someone's home or office or event.  Just in my case, a fully nude living statue.  I'd much rather that you all see me in my G!D-given birthday suit than to ever see or remember me in human made garments.  This is just who I am.  Besides, being naked is just more fun and more comfortable!  And, even more so among friends.  I would like to be invited to a party of friends and neighbors whose host would like having a living breathing statue strategically positioned within her or his home for the duration of the party. Maybe against a wall in the corner of the living room, or prominently centered in the center of the room for all to see and touch as they so feel. Or, maybe adorning a wall in the hallway, or placed in an interesting way out on the back yard patio. And, it would be so enjoyable if I were asked to be this living statue art entertainment for the night ... having to assume whatever position the host desires for me to be in and remain in this position for as long as I can physically hold the position, remaining motionless and wordless, until the host decides to alter my position with hand-ons guided moment. Because this is living art, there are some rules to it and expectations, some of which I can share here.

     Eventually I will have to make minor slow adjustments to allow a longer time within the position the host has placed me in and this, of course, should be expected. But, it should be equally expected that I make these movements as non-noticeable as possible, which means meditatively slow and only for the purpose of maintaining the pose she or he has placed me in. It is also understandable that all living statues will eventually need to pee or take a drink of water and, when this urge occurs, that I would casually step away from the position to address this need and return right back to it, silently and as smoothly as possible. Living statues do not speak any more than stone statues do, so ask away and talk to me, but don't expect a response in return, and only with physical hands-on by the host guiding him can a living statue assume a new position.  Now, I know that fun-loving folks love to take photographs or movies of statues they like, sometimes with them in the picture, and this is fully understandable.  As a living statue, I have to accept this reality and let you do what you wish with your photographs.  (But, if you're kind and understanding enough, please share your recorded images with me, by providing me a copy of them, for my own remembrance collection.)  I am camera friendly.

     Now, what makes this living statue an enjoyable idea for me to agree to in a house party setting, is the likelihood that the host may decide that she or he wants her or his living statue dressed a certain way for the beginning portion of the party, but has it in mind to at some point remove the clothing from the living statue, undressing him before the group. Or, maybe even better, have positioned for the enjoyment of her or his guests throughout the entire party a nude living statue. The guests are, of course, free to look upon, stand beside, and, even, touch the living statue as they so feel, because people are naturally inclined to do so with stone statues. And, as a living statue of this party, I will understandably not be able to make any movement either for or in response or in resistance to the touches of others. The only exception to this is involuntary responses that might occur from directly mischievous touches. And, should you feel like challenging me, go ahead with these mischievous touches and see how many ways you can make me buck involunatarily while trying to maintain my motionless state. I love fun like this, when it happens! But, my objective is to remain totally still for you.  Any party hosts want a flesh and blood, living and breathing, performance artist at her or his party fulfilling the role of a living statue to the pleasure of everyone's party-ing delight? I'll do it!" 

A Few More Informative (But, Explicitly Sexual Oriented) Fantasies (w/ woman group, mans lodge, and a spanking fantasy)

      (Eventually, I'll get these back on here.)

The Three Sacred Promises (that I made in youth and must live by throughout life)

     When I was very young and just beginning to explore and discover myself, my intimate nature, I was very deeply and strongly attracted to possession-denying ascetic lifestyle, like how the always nude Hindu monks that practice Digambara Jainism live, and to fantasy lifestyles of fully-subjugated erotic slavery, like you experience in the Anne Rice Sleeping Beauty novels. And, being so aroused and enamored by these influences, I made three sacred promises, which I gave my declared word that I must always live by. The three promises that I made are:

     Promise 1 - I will not wear clothes when swimming in an open body of water. Or, in any other outdoor or indoor place when asked to remove them.

     Promise 2 - I will not resist the touch of another person(s)... period! And, as and when desired of me, I will respond and reciprocate in return.

    Promise 3 - I will not hide my sensual or sexual nakedness from the view of others (ever!).  I must continue behaving just as I am presently behaving in that moment. 

     (Whether we wear clothes or not, we are who we are, doing what we are doing.  And, the having or not having of clothes makes no difference to this. Therefore, to have a hiding reaction to someone's presence is to show shame, and showing shame so deserves a tear-producing open-palmed barehanded spanking on my quivering naked ass!  Do this if I show any shame in your presence.)

      And, I gave my word that the only way I could be released from having to live by and always fulfill these sacred promises is to prostrate myself naked before a Mistress and a Master who together verbally declare that I am released from these sacred obligations. I did not give myself much choice or make this easy for me. The idea of being obligated at all times and in all places and around all people to these three promises was (and still is) very arousing, arousing enough to draw from me the commitment to these words, regardless the potential consequences and/or delightfully exciting embarrassment.

     So, with life and health and pleasure in mind, I made the promises. And, I must now live by them, fulfilling these words, if called upon to do so, because I am a man of my word. I wanted complete submission, openness, and vulnerability to life on my part. Even though I rarely ever share these promises-made with anyone. And, I have yet to find myself standing or kneeling naked before a Mistress and a Master to be granted even an opportunity to prostrate myself and ask. So, until that day comes, when I have a choice to seek freedom from these three sacred promises (which may be accepted or may be denied), I am bound and fully indentured to my words and must live by them. I keep these promises readily visible here for me to be reminded, as if I need reminding, of what I must do and allow, should it be asked, expected, and taken of me by another or others. When my sacred promises are finally discovered and taken advantage of by the interested and adventurous seeker of pleasurable life experiences.

Thoughts About Having A Dick (otherwise known as a penis)

      (Eventually, I'll get this back on here.  It's a very thought provoking and informative piece of writing.)

Anybody Interested In An Adults-Only Game Or Two?

      For those that know or would like to get to know me a whole lot better, I have a question: "Is anybody interested in a game of Nude Twister?  The kind where all players of both genders have the option of oiling down first or playing the game squeaky clean and dry, and where grabbing a hold on certain body parts for balance support or to deliberately try to make your challenger unbalanced is generally prohibited (except in my case, for I just may like it if you do it to me!). Or, how about a game of Strip Poker?  You know, the kind where if you lose all your clothing, it's not the end of the game for you.  Instead, you're permitted to stay in the game, so long as there is no winner yet and so long as you are willing to fulfill what ever dare is given to you by each hand winner (if you win the hand, you don't get to put a piece of clothing on, unless you are willing to wear whatever clothing was just forfeited from another player's body, of either gender).  Just some adults-only game thoughts that crossed my mind when I discovered a game of regular twister packed away in a box earlier today.  Anybody interested in having some playful adult fun with me? 

Two Special Photographs For You

     There are two photographs that I would like for you to now look at, if you feel so inclined and comfortable in doing so.  These photographs I took while showering one morning.  And, I took them because every single day I must look at myself and see me for who I am as I am.  And, I wanted to share this experiencing of being male and seeing maleness from the perspective of a male.  A 'what we see, when we see it' photo.  I think you'll enjoy this perspective, so I've linked to the two photos below.  If you want a male perspective on what it's like to see yourself as a male, then click the links below and have a look.  I appreciate your interest and am honored by your desire to know me and understand me as I would want to be known and understood by you.  Much appreciated and I love you, my friends!

The Male Body From the Male Perspective - Perspective One            The Male Body From the Male Perspective - Perspective Two

There is a page two, for those specifically interested in exploring some of my most cherished sex fantasies, click here. But, only go here, though, if you are really interested

in knowing me in this way!  I cannot stress this enough!

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