The naked neighbour

When I finished high school and was to go on to university, I desperately wanted to move out from my parents' place, so already in June I got a little room in a big house in the "nice" part of Oslo - the western part near Holmenkollen. The house was really great, with a huge, secluded garden. My room was overlooking the garden, but the view was all it had - it was really small, with barely place for my bed and a little table. And it had a separate entrance - from the back, the garden was off limits to me. Supposedly, it used to be a room for servants or something...

I soon found out that having a view was quite nice, however. One sunny Sunday afternoon when I got back to my room after some trip or something, I happened to glance out of the window, and saw the son of the house. I didn't know him, but knew he was about my age (19, I think), and he was sitting in a chair on the balcony. What caught my eye was how he was dressed, however: he was naked. I remember being told that he was a sporty guy, and that showed quite clearly now - he had a well-defined chest and muscly arms and feet. And he was well endowed - his limp dick was already maybe 15 cm long. I also noticed that he didn't have tan lines, and I concluded that he must be using his balcony this way quite often. Very interesting...

He had been sitting there looking at the garden, but for a moment I felt that he had seen me in the corner of his eyes. He didn't react, however, so I assumed I'd been mistaken. But then I started wondering, because I saw that his dick was growing slowly. Did he know that I was standing there? And did he like it?

Well, nothing could take me away from the window now. He had stopped looking at the garden, and was looking at his wonderful cock instead. Then he adjusted his chair a little so that he could lie back. At the same time he must have turned it a little bit, because now, when he was looking at his cock, he was looking in my direction. In just an unnoticeable glimpse of his eyes, he could now see me if he wanted.

I moved away from the window for a tiny moment, just to remove my clothes. I was already hard, of course, but when I got back to the window and saw that he had started jerking off, I got even more turned on. He had spread his legs, and was working his big cock rhythmically, looking straight at his own dick - but it felt like he was looking straight into my eyes. I started taking care of my own dick while watching this athletic guy train hard in the wonderful garden right outside my window. He was obviously bursting with exhibitionistic joy, and was playing his nipples and his wonderful chest with his left hand while his right was throwing his dick up and down. I could see the muscles in his arms and his legs doing their best. Finally, he couldn't hold back any more, and I saw his cum pouring out - all over his flat stomach and on the chair. This was more than I could take, so I came violently. I had almost been leaning at the window, and now my sperm flew at the window and slowly moved down, leaving a clear message.

The sun soon went from the balcony, and my neighbour went inside. I realized I was in a hurry, because I had invited a friend over for dinner. I had a quick shower, prepared the meal, and then he arrived. As he entered my room, he held up a note: "This note was outside your door. It says: 'My parents will be gone for three weeks. Feel free to use the garden during that time - there is room for both of us. Jens.' Isn't that great?" I nodded as he gave me the note. Then I saw there was a little more: "PS. You should clean your window." Almost before reading it, I rushed to the window and managed to remove most of the evidence before my friend even knew what was happening...

The next three weeks were nice as well, but deserves their own postings...

Links

Please note the new "feature" of this blog - the list "My favorite sites" in the left margin. These are sites that have given me hours of pleasure - every one of them. (And in addition, they don't give you loads of pop-ups and commercials...)

There must be tons of other great sites among all the trash out there, however - please give me ideas - add a comment to this post...

Norwegian russ

In Norway, April and May are the months of the "russ" - 18 year olds who celebrate the end of high school. It's two months of partying, including lots of nudity and sexual behaviour - some of which actually give "awards".

Being drunk is, at times, a good excuse for doing things that you would want to do anyway. On the particular day in May I have in mind, I decided early that I wanted to end up naked and do some of the nudity-related actions on the awards list. I had wanted that for a long time, but there were always someone who dissuaded me. I had figured out that I needed to be a bit more drunk to be able to insist...

My russ friends and I were at a party in a town near Oslo, and I made sure everybody noticed that I was drinking quite a lot. Then, I got into a conversation with a local russ, and started to discuss the local award list. Apparently, one of the actions on the list was running naked down the main street of the town. He told me it was really cool - but "I bet you won't dare to do it", he said. I told him I would, and I ended up betting an equivalent of $100 that I would do it - before 1 o'clock. Then I told my friends. They were amazed: "There will be a lot of people", they said. "Well, the local russ do this all the time", I argued, but my friends told me that they probably did it at a time more like 4 o'clock... However, there was no way back now...

I think I was quite convincing in pretending that I had accidently happened to make this bet - in reality, I was already being turned on just by the thought of being nude in a street full of people. So when my friends tried to persuade me not to do it, I just replied irrationally, and they eventually gave up, thinking I was to drunk to be argued with. And in the mean time, my "friend" - and betting mate - had spread the rumour to everybody else at this bar. So by the time I walked unsteadily out of this place, more than a hundred other russ followed me - this was apparently an event that shouldn't be missed...

The bar happened to be at one end of the main street, so I just pulled off my russ suit and was suddenly naked in front of a crowd, which was cheering me along. I started running, and suddenly realized how crowded it actually was - there were at least a hundred people walking the street one way or another. Well, I had decided to do this, and was actually looking forward to it - as long as I wouldn't come across any police. (Only sexual nudity is banned in Norway, but how would I be able to explain my semi-erection to a policeman?)

I'll never forget the feeling of fresh air against my body and the looks of all the people on the way. Most of them stared - at least a little - and many smiled at me. Then, being almost halfway down the main street, I realized that I had - of course - left all my clothes at the bar. So I would have to run naked the same way back...

The main street led to the railway station, and there was a little, unlit park in the front of it. I remembered hearing that this park was actually a cruising ground, and decided to look around me while running through it. And actually, there was a cute guy who looked like he was waiting for something to turn up - but certainly not a naked 18-year old. I just ran past him, down to the railway station, grabbed a timetable from a little box there (as a proof that I had actually run all the way down) and started running back.

The run back to the bar was just as nice as the run down - but as I was approaching the bar, I realized how many of my classmates was probably standing there, and I got nervous. Moreover, my dick hardened even more. When I was just 50 metres away from them, I also noticed that quite a few had their cameras ready. This would surely be documented for posterity. However, one of my friends, Petter, seemed to feel that he had to do something, so he grabbed my clothes and ran towards me. I had really no excuse not to put on the clothes, so the crowd was cheated of the full view. However, a significant bulge was probably still visible.

It turned out that Petter had seen everything. Not only had he seen my erect dick - he also was quite interested in it, it turned out. After I had quarreled a little and then managed to get at least part of my $100, Petter asked me to come with him to the russ van. I wondered what he wanted, but when we got inside, he said quietly "Would you mind if I said that I liked what I just saw?" I understood that this was his way of coming out to me, but I was (playing) too drunk to have a serious conversation right then, so I just pulled down my russ suit again and asked playfully "You mean this?" Obviously, I quickly got erect again, and I asked if he didn't have something to show me as well. He took me into the van and removed his russ suit as well...

We ended up sucking each other in a van 300 metres from the bar where lots of our friends were partying - and where there were lots of people who had just seen me naked. If anyone of them had come quietly towards the van, they could have seen both of us through the windows. However, they did not - I think. And this was the first of several really nice party nights with Petter. We always tended to end up being naked together - although not necessarily drunk...

Amsterdam

When on holiday, I often do things that I would (almost) never do home in Oslo, because I leave my inhibitions at home. Here's a story of a trip to Amsterdam which got more wild than I had imagined.

I had met him online, as I was looking around randomly for someone to have fun with while visiting Amsterdam. His gaydar profile had intrigued me, we had chatted, and now I was here, ready to ring his doorbell.

In our chats, we had planned everything carefully. I would go directly from Schipol airport to his Amsterdam apartment, would ring the doorbell downstairs, and the street door would be opened. I would go to the second floor, where I would locate his apartment door. I would undress completely while still in the hallway (“There's almost noone there at that time of day”, according to him), and would open the unlocked door to his apartment. Here, I would not expect to see him, but instead turn left, into a bedroom, where I would lie down on the bed and close my eyes. Soon, he would enter, tie my arms to the headrest, blindfold me, spread my legs apart and tie them up too. Then I would be his slave for the evening.

While I was chatting with him – safely in my living room in Oslo – I didn't know if I would go through with it, but standing there, my finger on the doorbell, I was rock hard and had only one idea on my mind: to get onto that bed as soon as I could.

Everything went according to plan. I undressed in the hall – hearing sounds from everywhere, which made me hornier still. Then I entered the apartment, lay down on the bed and was soon tied up and blindfolded. A few seconds later, I could feel a mouth tasting my cock. It was incredibly sexy – a guy I had never seen, was sucking me off in his own bedroom. He was my master. But then I felt something touching my left nipple – and realized that it was a mouth. Another mouth! Then yet another mouth licked my stomach. I almost yelled out loud, because this was certainly not part of our deal. Never had he mention more people. On the other hand, the sensation of three guys caressing me turned me on even more, and I decided to enjoy every minute of it, instead of protesting. Moreover, my protests would have got me nowhere.

Soon, my arms and feet were loosened, and several hands (was it six hands – or more?) were handling me; moving me and making me lie down on something else. I couldn't figure out exactly what I was placed against, but then my arms and feet were tied up again, and I realized I had been put in a sling. Suddenly, activities were going on all around me. My head was forced backwards – and a dick was thrust into my mouth. It was huge, and all I could do at first was to try not to choke. At the same time, I felt some fingers working my ass. That didn't last long, however – then a cock took over, starting to move gently in and out. Then, I felt a mouth envelop my very erect cock again. There were also hands touching my nipples, my thighs, even tickling me under my feet and under my arms, and I couldn't figure out if there were six or even more hands. It felt wonderful. I hardly knew what sensation to focus on – my whole body was swinging gently in the sling, pushed by the gentle thrusts of the guy fucking me. The guys fucking my face and sucking me had quickly joined the same rhythm, and it felt as if the guys were part of a giant machine trying to please me in every way imaginable.

Then I heard a clicking sound. Of course I should have understood that these guys would use the opportunity to take some photos as well. For a moment, I imagined photos of me in this position turning up on major gay porn websites, and felt another rush of blood to both my heads. I felt that was on the verge of coming, but tried to concentrate on giving the best blow-job to the dick in my mouth – I let my tongue work the head powerfully, and within minutes, I knew the guy was about to come. Normally, I would have pulled back at this point, but I had no such option, and suddenly I felt a burst of hot, salty liquid pour into my mouth. To avoid “drowning”, I quickly swallowed, as I knew there would be more. Another burst followed, and then another one, and I kept swallowing until the guy softly removed his huge dick.

There was some movements at all sides for a moment, and the sucking and the fucking stopped for a moment. It didn't last long, however, and I figured that the guy who had just come, had probably taken over the sucking, the sucking guy might be the one who now started to fuck me again, while the guy who had fucked me so far, was probably the guy who was next to me, and who within minutes had come all over my chest and belly. I couldn't know for sure who was who, however, as there were obviously more than three guys in the room. It all went on and on – two more guys came in my mouth, one guy came while fucking me, while I was finally jerked off and came so powerfully that I messed up both my face and my hair.

Then, when everybody had done their bit, people slowly left the room. In the end, I was all alone. The excitement and sensations started to fade away, and I started to notice how my arms and legs hurt from hanging here for God knows how long. I started to wonder if this would be the way I would spend the night, when I heard someone entering the room again. He removed my blindfold – and I could see that he was wearing a leather mask. I looked at my body, and saw the mess of cum on my chest. Then I lifted my head to see the rest of the room – and saw a webcam which was pointing at me. On the computer screen I saw the image from the camera – and I could clearly recognize my face as I was looking amazed at the camera. I could also notice my cock, which was reacting instantly – getting erect again...

The guy in the leather mask removed the ropes and let me go to the bed, where I rested for a while. I fell asleep, actually, and when I woke up in the morning, I went to the bathroom, had a shower, put on my clothes which had been put there, and went to the kitchen to have breakfast with the owner of the apartment. We didn't mention the events of the night before – it was all a memory for the two of us – and for a few more people; I have no idea how many.

Nude models

While this blog will mostly be dedicated to stories, I will add some great links from time to time as well.

You should have a look at Mastermaster's photo page, with lots of nude photos of Norwegian amateurs. They look great - and they also set my fantasies in motion, making me imagine what may have happened between the photos and after the photoshot...

The lake I love

It was a perfect day for going to the lake. I knew this beautiful spot which was not too far from the path, but was nonetheless never busy. Today, there was noone. I stripped off and went for a swim. It was wonderful - so close to the city of Oslo, but still almost no people - the only ones I could see were at the far end of the lake. The water was a bit cold, but that only made the sensations fresher. I got back up, put my towel in the shadow of the big tree, closed my eyes and listened to the birds. And dozed off.

I woke up by the sound of a twig breaking. I was in the usual state when I wake up - confused, and having a hard-on. I looked around me, but didn't see anyone at first. But then I realized that a guy was standing at the edge of the lake only five metres away from me. He was looking across the lake, and I couldn't know if he had seen me or not. I looked at him some more - he was a handsome man, probably in his late twenties, wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He looked well trained - I wondered if he was going to have a swim so that I could see more of him. Then - just as I wished - he started to undress. His t-shirt gone, I could see that he actually had a nice six-pack. Then he took of his shoes and his socks, and - while I was holding my breath - he removed his shorts and I could see...

He had a raging hard-on! I couldn't believe my luck - here was a gorgeous man, undressing right in front of me, and he had a seven-inch, solid cock. He was still looking across the lake - maybe at the people over there, and I guessed that he was an exhibitionist (like me), who loved the thought of someone watching, even if they were that far away. But I was wrong. He stretched his arms towards the sky, and I could see, even better, his beautiful body. But then he turned, quite rapidly, towards me and smiled. In an instant, I knew that he had seen me - and my hard-on. Then he said: "Nice place, this. I hope I don't disturb?" But he didn't really expect an answer, he simply walked towards me, and then he said "I hope my hard-on doesn't disturb you?" He was still smiling, and even though I couldn't say a word, I'm quite sure my eyes did not suggest that I was disturbed - they probably implied that I was very much interested in what was going on in front of me. I did nothing to dissuade him, but still I was very surprised when he said "I see that you've got one too", and bent down to touch my dick.

I was overwhelmed by surprise - but still I knew that he would not have done this if I had - in any way - suggested I didn't like his presence. I was as much in this as he was. Then I reached out to touch his solid rock of an erection. He was massive. So I steered his body so that I got his dick in my mouth. At the same time, he started to rub my cock gently. My mind struggled to absorb the situation - the taste of the cock in my mouth, the hand working my cock, the warmth of the sun, the slight breeze, and the knowledge that just as this guy had suddenly turned up out of the blue, other people might follow any minute. It felt like I was just a second away from eruption, but then he suddenly said - "Wanna swim?"

Cool water is refreshing. In this case, it kept me from coming prematurely, and I got to look at him more closely. Which only made me hornier, actually. He was awfully sexy, but he was also a lot of fun - we were "fighting" in the water for a while, and in between the fighting, we were kissing and hugging and fighting again...

I don't know how long we went on, but suddenly we were back on my towel, and he was back to his rock-hard self. Moreover, now he was very determined on where to put it. With me on my back, he entered me, and I felt his cock - still wet from the lake - filling me. It didn't hurt at first, but as he pushed more resolutely, I wished we had been in a comfortable place with lots of lube. On the other hand, fucking beneath this tree, with a view of the lake, was just amazing. He kept pounding me, and then he made me turn over and sit on my knees - and he entered me again. For some insane reason, this was even more sexy - now, I could really only see a few bushes right in front of me, which meant that a whole army of people might be walking up the path without me even knowing. Moreover, the guy fucking me had started making noises, which meant that curious people from quite a distance might be tempted to come have a look.

Obviously, he felt some of the same excitement, so after working me for maybe five minutes, I knew that he was about to come. I quickly managed to turn around, and had him shoot his load all over my chest. A very nice load. Some of it fell on my dick, and he immediately bent down to lick it up. Then, of course, as he was already at it, he started sucking me. Now I was in the completely different position - again, I could see all of the nature around me. And as before, this had an instant effect on me. Besides, this guy really knew how to suck - his lips massaged my soft spots so effectively that I actually couldn't help gasping loud. And again, my loud gasps made me even more aware that there might be people only metres away. So I came. I didn't shoot all over him, however - he kept his mouth closed around my dick, and carefully gobbled up every last bit of cum.

The moments after having sex are often awkward. How soon will we split up, and will we talk? In this case, there was no problem. He just smiled and asked - just as before - "Wanna swim?" So we jumped back into the water, and were playing around a little more. A nice way to get clean and fresh. I was feeling great, because meeting him had made this day so memorable.

Then suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I saw something. I turned round to look - right next to my towel, a young guy - maybe 20 - was standing. He was looking bemused at us. Had he been in the area a long time? It was impossible to say, but anyway it was clear that he wasn't going to go anyway soon. My "friend" whispered "I don't think he's happy with seeing us at this distance - should we join him up there?" I just nodded, and we got back up of the water, while this young guy was staring - and smiling. He hardly knew which one of us he should stare at, and his shorts got a very noticable bulge.

For the rest of the day, nothing happened. My "friend" left quickly, while I stayed on my towel to have another nap in the shadow of the tree. The young guy stayed - he also stripped off, and had a swim. We actually chatted a little, and talked about the beauty of this spot and that we would certainly come back here. It wasn't exactly a date, but he did happen to turn up there several times that summer. As did I. And my "friend". And other people, by the way. But there is time to tell about those encounters later...