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It’s now over 30 days since I last came and probably about a week until I will be allowed to. I’m into that stage where I start thinking about all my fantasies I want to make come true. My plan for 2015 is going to be to set 12 different challenges or tasks, and aim to complete one per month.

Before we get to that, the first rule: I am not allowed to cum unless somewhere else is in the room. I’m not going to put a limit on how much I’m allowed to cum, or how often, just that I’m not allowed to waste a load alone.

At first I thought I shouldn’t be allowed to cum by my own hand at all, but I want to allow for times when I jerk off in places like the showers at the gym. For the record outdoors will always be allowed since there’s always somebody outdoors. Places in my own building don’t count, though, so I can’t just run off to the stairwell every night.

I don’t have all 12 challenges yet, so I need suggestions. I’ve already solicited some of these from twitter — tweet me @gregnaked or comment here and I’ll consider them. So far contenders are:

* take a baseball bat up my ass
* get double fucked
* walk naked around Church Street during pride
* shoot a load out in the open at the beach (not hiding in the bushes)
* get a good video of me topping someone
* drink piss on the street at Folsom
* take part in the World Naked Bike Ride

Needless to say, all of these will be done with photo and video evidence. Two — Folsom and the WNBR — depend on specific dates, so really I should have more than 12 challenges ready to go in case I can’t make those events on those dates.

Send me suggestions and I’ll post a complete list (or at least, more complete), on the Jan 1st.

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A couple nudist/exhibitionist friends of mine were in town and asked about going to the naked beach for some showing off. I immediately jumped on board, and contacted Hawk and another exhibitionist friend to invite them along as well.

It was of course lots of fun being naked with these guys, especially with the other local friend of mine couldn’t help but get hard on the beach. And as hung as he is it was damn hot to see.

Though the water was nearly freezing, we did dare go in for a bit. Hawk really liked teasing me under the water. We were down at a quieter side of the beach but there were still boats around and definitely people along the shore could see us standing closer together than would be completely innocent. Needless to say he had me on the edge pretty quickly (at this point it was over a week since that incident on the street) but he wasn’t about to let me cum. Mostly I was just so turned on at him being bold enough to jerk me off just under the surface, knowing anybody could figure out what we were up to.

We took a break from the chilly waters — with surprisingly little shrinkage thanks to the extra support I had been getting to keep things fluffed up — and Hawk decided to send me for a walk in the woods. My clothes left behind with our bags on the beach, of course. No description of what happened there is really necessary, aside from the simple fact that I found plenty to entertain myself with back there. You can watch for yourself:

That wasn’t even the best part yet. After returning to the beach and relaxing in the sun a bit more with my naked friends, we decided to try the water one more time before leaving. Again, it was freezing, but this time I was motivating myself thinking that maybe Hawk would jerk me off again. I started getting hard just thinking about it and sure enough things started getting frisky under water. We’re in at most four feet of water, Hawk starting to jerk me off, and my other friend watching, getting hard himself.

There was one boat in particular that had four hot gay guys on it that I’m sure could have seen what was going on if they looked in our direction. I like to think I kept things pretty subtle, though I don’t think there can ever be anything really subtle about getting handjob a few meters of the shore of a not empty beach.

The whole feeling of being exposed and out in the open was getting me very close again. I told Hawk that he was getting me right on the edge, and he kept going. Soon I felt I was going to shoot. I was about to bust my load right here in front of everybody, with Hawk jerking me and my friend jerking himself watching, hard beneath the surface, and who knows who else wise to our game. Hawk didn’t stop, and as I struggled to maintain composure from the waist up, I passed the point of no return and seven days of cum was spilling into the lake, creating what basically looked like solid white ropes scattered in the cold water.

Right away my brain started to gain some senses back and I became aware of how close the three of us were standing together. No way anybody who noticed us out there wouldn’t have figured that something was up. I backed away a bit, while my friend still kept jerking his cock. I forget the details but I know Hawk got his hands in there to help out too. It didn’t take long before he started getting close to the edge too, except I don’t think there was any worry about composure from him. He was grunting and groaning more and more with each stroke, and when he finally went over the edge he let out this obviously orgasm-induced moan that I’m sure must have been heard halfway down the beach.

We all started laughing immediately as the reality of what he just did sunk in, though it seemed that we got away with it; even the guys in the boat not 5 meters away didn’t seem to take notice.

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I have a bit of catching up to do…

Up to 49 days now since the last time I came, I’m back into that headspace where it’s hard to think of anything else, to the point of where I get very willing to do whatever it takes to get off. After waiting this long though, it has to be worth it.

Today Hawk and I had big plans, and although things didn’t quite work out as we hoped, I had a lot of fun and got some good pictures. We went to spend the day at the local clothing-optional (and very gay friendly) beach, of which the trails off the southern end are known for lots of cruising.

Hawk and I set up camp at that end of the beach, and almost immediately he had me strip and go for a walk. While he was fully dressed, the two of us went to check out the famously cruisy woods.

It’s an interesting experience back there. The kind of place I would want to go as a sociologist and observe the various mating behaviours. Generally, the atmosphere was, as Hawk put it, tentative. There were quite a few guys walking around back there, but nothing very obvious. Unless, of course, you started looking into some of the thicker patches of trees where guys would actually go to get down to business.

We first went into one of these cubby holes on our own, and Hawk had me pose for some pictures, on all fours, offering my ass up to whoever would walk by.

naked and on my knees in the woods

Who’s next?

A guy did follow us in, and wasn’t at all shy about getting caught on camera when he sucked me off a bit and then bent me over.

Bent over for a guy in the woods

Hold on tight

I was only just warming up, though, so Hawk and I kept walked. Shortly we ran into a fairly well built guy who was very forward about wanting to get with me. Standing next to him on the path he put my hand onto his cock, already hard under his shorts, and said “let’s go somewhere”. He led me through the trees, past a couple of guys blowing each other, and very quickly had me on my knees with his balls shoved in my mouth while he got off. I could tell almost right away that he was ready to cum as he jerked his cock faster and faster, until he pulled my head off and pointed straight into my mouth. Hawk, unfortunately, wasn’t expecting it to come so quickly and didn’t get to catch it on video.

Guy cumming in my mouth

Drink up

While we did walk around for quite a while and considered letting me get off somewhere out in the open, there weren’t many guys there that I was really into doing anything more with. After a bit of relaxing in the sun on the beach for a while—too busy that afternoon to openly jack off on the beach like I had hoped—we decided to pack up and head back into town. Unfortunately the shower block—known to be a good place for the gays to stop off on their way home for one last chance to get their rocks off, and lately the frequent backdrop to some of abeardedboy’s slutty photos—was closed due to construction on the water pipes in the area. Otherwise I think I would have been on my knees there to service a literal boat-load or two of guys!

Anyway, like I said, though I had a good time spending the afternoon with Hawk, the situation just wasn’t right to warrant spending my 49 day load, so it’s going to keep building up for at least another week…

Current time without cumming: 49 days, 17 hours
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