Stripping off your clothing can be a tremendous source of personal empowerment. Indeed, clothes can hinder your masculine power:
Acting as a barrier between us and our surroundings, between us and others, clothing prevents us from being totally present in any situation, thus limiting our power. To be fully present, we must be totally visible, and only when we are fully present anywhere or with anyone can we be fully empowered.... The first step toward empowerment, then—experiencing our power—is getting naked, and getting naked in the presence of others.
—Daniel D. Ziegler, Naked Before God (1999)
The act of erotic stripping is certainly about taking control, and power is what puts the "tease" in strip-tease. The stereotypical male stripper has his entire audience in the palm of his hand even as he slowly peels off his bulging short-shorts.
The key word in the caption is perhaps "fine." He showed a fine disregard of appearance as he stripped in front of the other men. He isn't slovenly; rather, his disregard here is splendid. The implication seems to be that a fine regard of appearance and a fine disregard of appearance are two sides of the same coin. He knew how to look good in clothes and, commensurately, how to look good out of them. From A Slip in the Fens, 1873.
We heard a prominent porn star/DJ bemoaning how people think of him as an "object." With emotion, he announced, "I'm not an object; I'm a human being." He was irritated, you see, that when he's stripping on a live cam, guys will ask him to finger his ass. He said that he'll finger his ass only if he wishes to, and not because others ask him to, because he's not an object. Well ... we're frankly perplexed. What's wrong with being an object? An object is something that can be seen and perhaps touched. If this guy doesn't wish to be seen and touched, it would be so very
easy for him to put on some clothes to cover up that huge cock and those distinctive body tattoos and those shapely muscles. Then he could be an anonymous human being like most of society. The Joe Schmoes of the world aren't objects because they're too camouflaged to be noticed by anyone.
What's wrong with being an object, especially when you're making a living out of displaying your hot body? Imagine a great artist like Michelangelo presenting his celebrated statue of David but saying, "Now please
don't consider this work of art an object! Sure, I'm presenting to the general public a vision of ideal masculine beauty in all its naked glory, but don't demean it by looking at it and by no means touch!" Indeed, that would have been a nutty attitude for Michelangelo to express. We have some news for porn stars -- you are
objects, so get used to it, celebrate that fact, or go undercover (literally).
An object is a person or thing to which a specified action or feeling is directed, and if a man strips and performs sex acts and ejaculates in front of other men, he is deliberately encouraging his viewers to feel horny and to direct their sexual yearnings toward him. It's ever so easy not to be the object of other people's desires. First, make yourself look ugly by not taking care of your body and not bathing, then cover yourself up in drab, generic clothing, and then mostly stay indoors. Bingo -- you're guaranteed not to be a porn star! And you won't be tarnished by all that dirty money, either.
It takes a real man to transform himself into the perfect model of masculinity, to earn a living off his body, and to know that no third party has the power to diminish his humanity. And we say this objectively.
We loved and had to share these sexy ruminations from an exhibitionist friend whose first taste of cum was his own very first ejaculation during a self-sucking session. He easily qualifies as the hottest guy we know!
I was talking to a friend recently who relocated to a new state. He was remarking how the guys at his gym don’t seem to have any issue walking around naked in the locker room and that they all have these beautiful bodies. My experience in gyms has been kind of mixed where that’s concerned. Depending on the vibe, some guys are more apt to parade off to the shower or sauna in the nude. The chain gym I go to now is generally reserved. Guys have towels wrapped tight and pull their underwear up around their waist before removing the towel. Regardless, this brought to mind my own journey as a closet exhibitionist. I believe I was only 10 or 11 when I became quite infatuated with the image of my naked body in the mirror. I recall having thoughts of being a stripper even back then at this young age. I wanted to be objectified. It interests me that I had that desire so young and I don’t recall any inappropriate behavior that would encourage that. It just was. The first sexual experience I had masturbating was within that time as well because I remember this wonderful jolt coming over my entire body yet, no fluid came out of my penis. That’s how young I was. I do recall thinking "whoah, that must be what an orgasm is”. I already had feelings of being gay and I was flexible and adept enough to get my own penis in my mouth. The first time I actually ejaculated was going down on myself, full swallow and all. I didn’t even see what came out. It was a surprise even to me because I had only shot blanks up to that point. I figured that one out real quick too like, "OH, THAT’S what that was!” I even recall one time my cousins visiting from out of state. I frequently hung out with the male cousin who was two years older than me and told him of my desire to strip. He told me I could strip for him and he "wouldn’t get off on it or anything”. He’s definitely straight but, I just never trusted him and likely felt my own youthful inhibitions and shame about it and declined to give him a show. My cousin masturbated in the bathroom like a fiend so I’m sure I would have been fodder for his sessions just because of his young age.
Anyway, fast forward to coming out and going to gay strip clubs. Getting drunk with friends one night, I wanted SO bad to take my clothes off and get up on the bar and be pawed and objectified like these hot guys. Sad to say, I had a boyfriend at the time who was not keen on seeing me strip in front of a bunch of strangers. We even took a vacation once to Key West and stayed at a clothing optional gay resort. Although my partner had a nice body, he was self conscious about people looking at him. Certainly, he was more a voyeur than exhibitionist. I kept my clothes on again. I recall the guilt when we went into one of the hot tubs where 3 or 4 guys were already soaking. They were young gays like us. We had our bathing trunks on with no clue that they might be enjoying their nudity. As we got in, one of the guys turned to his partner and uncomfortably asked "can you hand me my trunks?” His partner reached behind him where I saw their swim trunks in a pile. He squirmed into his trunks while keeping his perfectly nude body submerged. My ex was an asshole anyway and this just felt par for the course.
Today, I’m older and less secure about my own body. It’s not bad as a 40-something goes and guys I meet certainly enjoy it. I don’t spend time agonizing over it. Still, for a wanna-be exhibitionist, I would like to tone up and I do go to the gym regularly. I’d love to have one last opportunity to be objectified.