On nudity and white asses

16Apr10

Let’s jump into this one shall we? I sleep naked, I prefer being naked. I wasn’t always this way, college made me this way.

My freshman year of college my friends and I signed up to play Oozeball. Oozeball is volleyball in the mud. The college I went to  offered a pre-vet program and Turf and Grass management majors so there was alot of fields and grass on campus. Once a year they dug up one of these fields and hosed it down until it was about 4 inches deep with mud. At this point I assume you are all thinking a cat fight broke out, me and some chick wrestled each other’s clothes and manhandled each other in the mud and that’s how I became a somewhat nudist…not quite. But if smut stories is all you are here for, please leave a comment and I will be sure to include more.

Anyway, this Ooozeball took place on my campus at the end of April/ beginning of May in Rhode Island. Who needs sunscreen at this time of year in New England? Well after 4 hours of playing volleyball in the mud I scored my self and AMAZING sunburn on one half of my body. I was exhausted and it was already starting to hurt. All my clothes irritated it.  Luckily my churchy (we’ll cover that later) roommate was out of town so I decided to sleep naked. It was glorious. After months of sleeping in the same room as a complete stranger, I now had the freedom to be naked. My roommate later returned and I went back to clothes sleeping. But that summer I never slept with clothes on and haven’t looked back since.

As such, getting up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night is a confusing experience. I am half awake, fumbling for my robe or just running and hoping I don’t run into a roommate in the hall. Which I have before, luckily I have lived with all best friends since then, so what’s a little boob between friends? Now any chance I get I am naked. Whenever my roommate is out of town, you better believe I am not wearing clothes. Working from home one day? Yep, no pants.

There is one caveat to my nudity. My white ass. That thing has never seen the light of day. I mean there is only a small-ish area that is white  since my bathing suit bottom always creeps up my ass. But the first time being with a new dude, I am not ashamed of my body, just my pale ass. And you best believe I will grab my robe to cover it before letting new dude see it. Oh well, there is always nude beaches to tan that baby up! Luckily there is one not far from my house!

So yes, this is how I came to love being naked–try it sometime wont you? And the reason I am writing this today is that the roommate and I are hopefully moving to an apartment where I would get a bathroom right off my bedroom. Meaning, oh yes, more naked time.



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