MilesLong66's blog post - Rethinking Myself

Until a few days ago, I never thought that I would ever have the nerve to post a nude photo of myself on a web site. I always thought that there must be something wrong with anyone who would post a naked photo of themselves on a web site. I would be thinking that the person’s motivation was excessive narcicissm, or just a way to get a little attention. After viewing a ton of photos on NN of people enjoying themselves, and a couple of PM’s with some other users, I’ve had to rethink all that.

After thinking long and hard about it (no pun intended), it turns out, there is nothing wrong with anyone who posts the odd photo, or shares stories of their sexual exploits. I’ll show you mine, if you’ll show me yours is about as natural behavior as there is. We all did it as kids, so what’s the big deal if we do it as adults? As adults, a little show and tell is, probably, far more interesting now than when we were kids. As far back as I can remember, the gang of idiots that I run with has always swapped fuck stories. Really, there is no difference between sharing a story on the web or telling it to your buddies over beers. To think sharing is wrong just because it’s on the web is a bit hypocritical.

So where did these prudish ideas come from?

In part, I never thought that anyone (except, maybe, me) would ever want to see a photo of my naked ass (and that might still be the case). Even though I’ve been, and still am, athletic all my life, I’ve never considered myself to have the perfect physique. In high school and college, I got used to there always being someone in the shower and quit thinking about it. For the most part, I’m comfortable with my body. Like most people, I’m more than a little self conscious about being naked in front of other people who are not. Which about the same as being the only one fully clothed in a room full of naked people.

Another part of it is that I’ve never really had any of the kinds of exploits that I would be interesting to tell. Even now, when all the guys get together, I listen more than I tell. After those get-togethers, I always feel like I’ve been missing out on the wild times. Or, maybe everyone else is just better at telling the stories than I am.

Ever since I’ve know her, my wife has always been fairly prudish. I think that, over the years, some of that may have rubbed off. Even now, she covers up if I happen to wander in while she’s changing. I can’t remember the last time I saw her naked. I can count, on one hand, the number of times that we’ve had sex in the daylight.

This week, for the first time ever, I posted photos of myself, here on NN. Now that I’ve, actually, posted them, I feel somewhat liberated from those stuffy ideas. After seeing myself, in all my glory, there still isn’t much to see or write about, but, it’s a start. Maybe NN is becoming my way of rebelling a little.