I launched this blog yesterday and had a good time writing the first post, I also got some great feedback which confirmed how a lot of guys out there share my way of thinking.

Today I'll talk about a game men play in the locker room. The naked game. I love to work out, it makes me feel good it lets me eat more without getting too big, and of course I love to be naked with other guys so the locker room is a major part of it. I might have shared this story with you a few years back on my yahoo group but I can't remember and I like it on a few levels so I'm going to do it again.

The gym I go to is the best gym I've ever gone to for locker room satisfaction. It is a little ways up the street from me but worth every minute of the drive. It's in an fairly affluent upper middle class area and has been there for ever. It offers swimming, racquetball, and of course weights. The racquetball attracts married men between 35 and 60. The straight, clean cut, college educated type of men with 2.5 kids, a strong dental plan, and a Volvo or an Explorer for the macho suburban type dad. These are the rule followers in our society. The good boys who did their home work and listened to mom and dad. They're aching for something taboo, and when they get to the locker room they get to strip naked and walk around care free with their buddies. They sit in the sauna, sans towels, legs open with their average peckers on full display. They hold normal conversations with the other nude buddies like this was as regular as it gets an in fact it should be, but I just don't buy it. I think they're acting normal like they're comfy with it, but I get the idea that they're thrilled by this interaction. It's a rush for them.

I love being a bystander in all of this and watching the guys interact. I like paying attention to the details, observing them like it's research. I'm not sure if you're allowed to do a PS in the middle of a story and as for the proper flow of the story this next thought should probably be in the paragraph above, but what the fuck, I'm not being graded for this so I'll slip it in here; I love when one man is sitting on a bench at the locker naked, dressed or somewhere in between and then his naked, fresh from the shower buddy comes up as he's drying off and talks to him with one foot on the bench so his junk is on full display and dangles in the other guy's clear line of vision and the two of them act like they don't have any idea how erotic it is. OK, back to the observation. I watch to see who is truly relaxed and comfortable with their nudity, you know the guy who just takes a normal shower dries off without doing a big production and then gets dressed, verses the guy who gets naked as soon as he gets in walks around naked talks to his buddies naked takes a long shower, draws some level of attention to himself while naked, stays naked a little too long after drying off...you get the point.

This is that latent homosexual behavior I was touching on yesterday where men had to find ways to play so they could satisfy that urge without getting labeled gay. It's the hot male bonding I love. I find the comfortable with nudity guy just as hot if not hotter than the overly naked, doing it nude for a thrill guy. They each approach their nudity from a different mental direction. The comfortable guy is a mans man, probably grew up with brothers or was on sport teams where he changed in locker rooms, maybe even had a run in the military. He's truly straight and because he doesn't care too much about seeing yours he just assumes you don't care about seeing his. He's probably seen tons of them before at home or in the locker rooms so his natural curiosity to see how he ranks up or what different ones look like has been dealt with a long time ago, so now he's just comfortable with that "who cares, we're all guys" approach to his body. He's a urinal pisser for sure, not a stall pisser. Purposefully naked guy is thrilled to be seen and trying to pull off the natural coolness of the first guy. He's probably doing a little bit of a power play too. I'm sure he's trying to make you uncomfortable on some level but if you call him out he plays the "What? do you have a hang up?" card on you.

OK so with the above thoughts laying the ground work and leading us in, I'd like to talk about 2 guys. One is a cop, the other is a pastor. No, I'm not making it up. I know the cop and the pastor sound like porn fantasy but I swear they were really a cop and a pastor. I'll start with the cop. I like older men, I like masculine men, and I like husky men. This cop was 48 when I was 33. He was about 6 feet tall, and had to weigh in at about 240 or 250. He was in the gym toward the later side of the group who works out during lunch break, maybe one o'clock. It's important to figure out the schedule if you want to get into the shower with them. So first sighting I was in the sauna, post workout, and I was watching the guys shower and change. It's darker in the sauna than out in the direct light in the locker room, so you can see out but they can't really see in. The sauna door has a piece of glass about 1 foot wide by 5 feet high. You're on a seat about 5 feet back from the door so this only gives you visual access to a sliver of the locker room. Now in walks this beefy man in a police uniform and damn if he doesn't go to a locker that is in clear view.

I'm thrilled that he is in clear sight and surprised too, I have that luck where the ones I want to see the most inevitably get into some section just out of sight of where ever I am, but not this one. He undresses so he can put on his gym clothes and he's wearing classic white briefs "Tighty Whities" I have an underwear fetish and they're my number one. He's filling them out like a champ too. Thick bulge up front like his cock is thick and his balls are big, his ass is a big round grade A ass. I much more an ass man than a cock man. Some guys need to see big cocks I need a fat ass. If a guy is hung like a horse and has a flat saggy ass I can't get turned on, but if he has a little pecker and a big fat ass I'm all over it. I like to touch a plump firm ass, slap it, paddle it, belt it, wash it, rim it, fuck it, finger it, bite it, squeeze it, cum on it. I just go nuts over a good ass. He gets dressed in the gym clothes and heads out. I don't see him again for weeks. He's in the sauna totally naked no towel, sitting in the corner seat legs open and his thick cock and balls on display. He's not bashful about his nudity but he's clearly putting on a show, I'd rank him somewhere between the comfortable guy and the purposefully naked guy, favoring the comfortable side. He was the perfect hybrid of the two basic approaches.

He wasn't a big talker and soon after I came in he went out. Damn I could have looked at him for hours. I didn't see him again for a while but then when I saw him it was in the sauna again and it was the same deal of him on display in the corner. He sat there for a bit we had very minimal chit chat and he hit the shower for a second then went into the hot-tub/whirlpool. I've found over the years that you need to make your situations. If you let it slip away it will, but if you go after it you have the chance to make it unfold. I didn't want him to feel like I was chasing him, so I waited a bit then I hit the shower and joined him in the whirlpool.

I struck up a conversation with him about seeing him in the uniform. I asked him if he knew a guy that I know on the force in that same county and sure enough he did. He seemed to open up a little now. We introduced ourselves, so now I knew his name. Earlier I told you he was 48 when I was 33, this is how I know it. We were talking about how the hot water loosened our sore muscles after a good work out. He told me how old he was and said to trust him about how much more it hurts as you get older. I slipped a compliment into the conversation and told him he had a good build and that it looked like he lifted a lot. Being modest he downplayed how much he worked out and how strong he was. We had been in for a while and he said "Well that's all for me" and stood up out of the water. His cock wasn't hard but it wasn't soft either. I think he stood there for a second so I could see it. I was still sitting so it was at eye level for me and I started to pop a rod under the water. He turned to step out an I got a fantastic close up view of his beefy ass and his balls hung down like bull balls when his leg when up to step out. I was rock hard under the water. I was very hot too and wanted to get out and cool off a little but had to let things settle before I could come out.

Last part of this story. I didn't see him again for a long long time, like over a year, but he was as hot as a guy can be so needless to say I didn't forget him. Finally one day I'm done working out and I go into the sauna and there he is. I recognised him but kept it cool just did the regular guy greeting. We sat not talking and it was awkward because I knew him and I knew he knew me too. Now it's been 6 years since this happened so this detail is fuzzy, I can't remember who got into the shower first, but we both were in the shower room together next to one another in an open 6 head shower room. Maybe someone else was in there at another shower head so the one next to me or the one next to him was open, actually the harder I try to remember I think I recall one man in the middle shower head on one side and him at the middle shower head on the other side so when I came in I had to be next to one of them. You can guess who I picked to be next to. I love watching a man wash himself, I always wish I could reach over and help, and with him I wished it even more. I couldn't take the game any more so I said "Hey aren't you, Glen?" He said yes and acted like it was just coming back to him that he and I had talked in the whirlpool a yea ago. I played along with the lost memory game and said "Yeah I knew you looked familiar." It was lame we obviously knew one another but had to play the game.

Now here's the best and worst part of the story. He follows up with a comment about how good my body looked. Seriously!!! He said something like "I was wondering who the guy with the great body was" Holy Mother Of All Fumbles!!!!! I was so dumbfounded by him saying it that my brain froze and I didn't respond. I might have worked up a "Oh thanks" If I had a do over in life that could be where I would use it. There are so many things I could say to flush out that path he had just sent us on and I fumbled it with "Oh thanks" I could have complimented him right back and focused on how I wish my legs could get as thick as his legs and then talk about his glutes which is how you talk to a guy about his ass without sounding gay, I could have tried to get him to be my work out partner, I could have done something anything, but I froze and said "Oh thanks". Now here is where the big man upstairs has just go it out for me I never saw him again after that. I worked out at that gym for a little while more but I bought the house I live in now which is a bit of a drive, it was pricey, and I was tight on cash so I switched to that big name in gyms where the power-lifters go, it was way less expensive and much closer to my house. I was very disappointed with the lack of action in the locker room.

Since all of this happened I took a job that had me living on location in Philadelphia for over a year and in Boston for almost two years. Now I'm back in this house and I'm not tight on cash so I can justify the cost and the drive to get back to a gym where the locker room makes the work out worth the effort. I can't tell you how much I want to see him again. I'll keep you posted. Now let me tell you about guy number 2. This is more on topic with the spanking. He is the Pastor. He's my dad's age from Portugal has an accent, and has a cock on him like a mule. His butt is fine. Not perfect like the cops, just average with a good shape. With him I'm turned on by his locker room antics. He's another one who is purposefully naked. I talked about the shower with it's 6 shower heads he always picks the one to the far back corner which happens to be the one you can see the best from the lockers. Lets just say that he takes pride in how clean his cock and balls are. I say that because he puts so much care and effort into doing it. He takes his time and makes sure they're washed THOROUGHLY. In other words he puts on a show. His cock is uncut which fascinates me. As an American most guys I see here are cut, I've seen very few uncut ones. I'd love to have access to it and see how the foreskin works. Sometimes it is covering the head but then it goes back and the head is showing and the extra skin seems to vanish. I'm not a moron, I have a good idea of what's happening but I'd like to get hands on with it.

Anyway, I saw this man with the uncut mule cock in the shower on many occasions. My policy is that if you put on a show I watch, and I let you know that I'm watching. Again it goes back to going for what you want. If I let the guy doing the little show know I'm looking then we might be able to take the next step closer to closing the deal. Now with spanking and the pastor this is how it happened. We were in the sauna one day and two other guys were in there too. One guy was saying that he was watching his grand kids that weekend and they were driving him crazy being loud and wild. Here you have me a guy in my 30s who got the belt when I acted up, a guy old enough to have grand kids, a pastor about my Dad's age and another guy somewhere between my age and the pastor. I think all of us got spanked, and the conversation turned to how none of us were able to get away with acting like that as kids. How kids don't have consequences these days. No one used the word spank at first but we were all beating around the bush.

Finally the pastor said that he even got "it" in school if he acted up,then again at home if his dad heard that he got it in school. He didn't say spanking but we all knew what "it" meant. The guy with the grand kids smirked and agreed letting us know his dad gave "it" to him too. I chimed in with "Yeah my dad didn't believe in time outs either" we were all bonding on the spank topic, like proving we had all gone through this right of passage, we were raised like real men. the conversation took different turns, and the guy with grands kids headed out to shower then the middle aged guy, leaving he pastor an I in there to talk. I got right back onto the spanking in school topic. I asked him about getting it in school. He told me about it. I asked detailed questions. We swapped war stories about how we got it from dad. He told me that he raised his sons with the belt. He told me how he would make the boy go to his closet an retrieve the belt, he knew which one he needed to come back with an hat his spanking would be worse if he tried to bring back one of the lighter flimsier dress belts. He told me that as a pastor he had counseled young fathers on how to discipline and punish their children. He was really coming off as very pro-spank, and more than just the function of it as a necessary tool, but I think he was getting as much of a thrill as I was. This next part is subtle but I think it was very telling. A new guy guy walked into the sauna with us and we both clammed up. I didn't think about it immediately but it stuck with me that something was up with our abrupt end to the conversation. I realized that I stopped because the conversation seemed a little erotic to me and I got quiet to hide what I was up to, so maybe he was doing the same. If we were talking about cars we wouldn't have gotten so quiet.

Anyway at this point I had very good reason to believe he was a spanko-pervert like me. The next encounter was the best with him. It was a Saturday at about 4:30 so it was a bit of a ghost town in there. Gym closes at 7:00 on Saturdays and most people get it out of the way early so they have Saturday night for fun. I go in to the locker I always pick. It gives me the best view of the room and a straight view to the showers too. The sauna is right behind me and like I said earlier about the light letting guys see out but making it hard for someone to see in, I didn't know anyone was in it. I started to get undressed and the pastor comes out with a semi erection and no attempt to hide it. He goes to his shower head in the back corner in my direct line of sight an takes the fastest shower I've ever seen him take. Sitting in the sauna he was able to see me so he knew which locker I was at, so after his super fast shower he comes up and his locker is right next to mine. He's not wrapped in his towel he's holding it an his semi erection is in clear view. I'm befuddled, is this happening? He tells me to take my time when he sees me try to move over enough for him to get his locker open. Then he proceeds to get his towel under his balls and vigorously dry them so his huge semi hard donkey cock bounces up and down. I'm full on staring at it in amazement, blatantly enough for him to see me looking dead at it and not turning away.

I'm dressed in my gym clothes now and before I go to work out I need a minute in the sauna to watch him get dressed but also to see if he'll come in and join me. He gets dressed and leaves. I'm confused I thought I had a clear green light and that I returned a clear green light to him, but he left. He and I didn't have another encounter like that again and I was hoping we would. He had told me where he was a pastor, and encouraged me to come to a Sunday mass, or sermon, or what ever that service is called. I'm not a church kind of guy so I chose not to take him up on it. What I did was call him a few moths later and ask him to take part in a documentary about corporal punishment. I wanted his perspective as a both a father and a pastor. He agreed and asked if he should meet me at my house or the gym. I wanted the conversation to take place in the church, it added a level of taboo to it for me. No, I didn't tell him that I just said that with the lights and camera his church would be the best place for it. He agreed an we scheduled a date.

I got there and went in. It was a Tuesday morning. I assumed we'd be alone and have the chance to get into the conversation the way we did in the sauna and maybe take it further. My plan was to play dumb about spanking an see if he would give me one so I knew what he though a real one felt like. It didn't go down like that. He had an office, and there was some frumpy woman at a desk outside of his office I'll assume she was his assistant, or secretary. I set up in his office and I could hear her out there on the phone which meant that she could hear us so my plan was fucked. He was also different now. His eagerness on the topic did a 180 and he spoke about how it's written about in biblical terms and how he translates to a more modern interpretation. I asked about his use of corporal punishment with his sons and it was now being down played to he only gave them light smacks as a last resort and he laughed about how they would fuss about getting the belt. His story of a hard stern punishment had become a light hearted funny tale that contradicted his former version and even itself due to the fact that if it were a last resort then how was it funny and just light smacks to make a point?

Although this sounds like it's ending on a down note. I look at it differently. I think his change of heart in his office where people could hear him only cements my suspicion that he gets a thrill from it. He was hiding during that interview. I only need to get him out to my house or in a private situation and try it again. I it's he and I only then I think the whole thing will unfold. I can read it on him feel it from him. I just get the vibe and I trust the vibe.

OK, so where do I start. I'm going to keep it simple and just talk about myself, Jim Parker. Some of you might know me from my yahoo groups, others might be stumbling across me for the first time. My name is Jim Parker, I'm a perpetually horny man that loves masculinity, male bonding, male nudity, and of course SPANKING.

That sounds simple enough, right? Yeah kinda, until you start to really dig down into it. I think that nudity amongst men and spanking between men creates a bond. With masculinity comes competition with winners, losers, victories, defeats, pride, reputation, and sometimes stakes. I love the idea of men competing with the loser facing some stakes or consequence like humiliation or pain. Maybe the loser of a wrestling match being bare ass paddled which causes pain and humiliation, but at the same time it creates a bond between the men. The men entered into an agreement, the competed and the when the loser takes his consequences like a man then even though he lost he has dignity that his word was good.

In every culture men are taught through spoken and unspoken, clear and veiled, examples and or lessons on what it means to be a man. In America, and I'll speak in generalities so please don't get too defensive, Men are basically prudish about nudity, repressed about expressing emotion, and uneasy about contact. Like I said I'm speaking in generalities so bear with me. Think about women. When two women see each other in public they hug, they might even do the kiss on the cheek. If you saw two straight men meet for lunch and give each other a real hug and a little kiss on the cheek you'd be taken back by it. Women go to places to be waxed, do you guys know what goes on during a waxing? The woman getting waxed is naked from the waist down and she gets on all fours or spreads her legs so the other women can get in there and wax around her vagina. I don't know too many "straight" men that would go to another man strip from the waist down and spread their legs so a guy could get up in the cock ball and hole region. Finally think about crying. Women can cry anywhere anytime and it's accepted. Now get the mental picture of the man at work crying when he's yelled at by the boss, or crying in his car when he gets a speeding ticket. In general men hugging kissing being naked and showing emotion gay labeled as feminine or gay, thus challenging their masculinity.

If your masculinity gets challenged then you're outside the boundaries of what you're taught it is to be a man within your societies norms. Now do I think that real men don't want contact, don't want emotion, and don't like nudity? No, I think American men like it, in the same percentages that men from other cultures where it's not as frowned upon like it. So as American men I think we've found our outlets for male male nudity, and physical contact. It tends to be sports and athletics. Sports and athletics enable men to strip naked in locker rooms, shower together, get physical together, sweat together, grab one another, the pat on the ass is looked at as a common form of praise for a job well done. Then afterwards there is the drinking which anyone who has access to YouTube knows, leads to men stripping naked, dancing together, faking homosexual sex acts as a goof against gays, and expressing feeling toward one another that they won't have to admit to the next day because of the unspoken American male rule of "Man I was drunk last night" the proverbial get out of jail free card for all things embarrassing.

So that touches on us guys and how we've found ways to have what we want as long as we call it by another name and do it in a manner that jibes with our social norms. Spanking didn't get too much coverage in that rambling but real quick, I think a lot of us guys my age and older got spanked by our dads, some even got it from neighbors, coaches, teachers, and principals. I think it set in subconsciously that this was an acceptable form of male on male physical contact, it was an authority figure giving you attention and showing you that he cared enough to take time to correct you. So as bad as it hurt, for a lot of men it lasts as a found memory or an expression of caring. If you think I'm crazy talk to guys that grew up in the bible belt where they don't hide the fact that they whip their kid's asses. In fact they're proud that they do it. I'm with them on this one. I was belt spanked as a kid and I knew my place I showed respect to my elders I had self respect because I knew I was an important part of a family where there were serious expectations of me. I talked to some guys from Texas and we were all talking about how we got it, how tough our dad's were on us, how we know we deserved it. And guess what none of us were boohooing about it, in fact we were all smiling and laughing. It was like a right of passage and initiation into manhood to be raised that way. So it's no wonder why so many people like to get their butts busted today as an adult. Like a little trip down memory lane to easier times, safer times, time spent bonding with our dads, yes bonding.

I'll say that this blog will be about me and my feeling and experiences with all of the aforementioned topics, but it's as much about you, your take on it all, and your participation about it. I'll post comments, thoughts, stories, photos and anything I can think will enhance the conversation. Now I'll wrap it up and see what I hear back.