A Final Thought For March:

 

So True! I know from experience!

Respectfully,

Black Lover Naked

 

 

True Love!

 

Naked lovers: bare, bold and proud.

 

Smile for the camera!

 

Sexy and they both know it!

 

Hearts and bodies united as one!

 

 

 

Sealed with a kiss!

 

Respectfully,

Black Lover Naked

Spring Is In The Air...

Spring is in the air. In fact, this Wednesday, less than 24 hours from now, it is officially here for 2013. Even the fact that it was a relatively mild winter, I am ready for the change in the season. I am prepared to embrace it's arrival.

Spring always makes me horny. My testosterone level is off the scale. I want my boyfriend 24/7. I guess maybe it has something to do with my genes. Since the onset of puberty, I'm as regular as clockwork. That doesn't mean that I don't have a sexual appetite during the winter. Trust me, I do.

Something about the new season enhances my desires and my needs. It must be Spring Fever.

Respectfully,
Black Lover Naked

A Furry First Anniversay

BLACK LOVER NAKED II

First Anniversary

February 17, 2012-February 18, 2013

My first anniversary of blogging here on Black Lover Naked II. It has been an exciting and rewarding experience for me with many challenges and surprises. It has also been fun! More than I ever imagined. I thank all of you for your friendship, loyalty and support. You have made it all worthwhile!

In honor of this occasion, I'm sharing here two photographs of what I think are strikingly handsome black men, my type and almost exact replicas of my boyfriend. Bald heads and hairy bodies, two attributes that I find particularly appealing and sexy. Thick men (not necessarily all pumped muscle) that offer a little bit more to love. I could go on and on but I believe this description and these two images give you a complete idea of what I'm all about. 

Happy Anniversary, Black Lover Naked II! I promise to try my best to make the second year as good, if not better, than the first! 

Respectfully.

Black Lover Naked

Biracial Couples and Friends Resource

The National Association of Black and White Men Together (NABWMT) is an gay men's organization seeking to promote harmony between men of both races, regardless of the type of relationship. The group hopes to bring men to a greater understanding of each other no matter if they are friends, lovers or just concerned gay men who are trying to reach out to create unity.

The group's mission statement reads: "The NABWMT is committed to fostering supportive environments wherein cultural and racial barriers can be overcome."

What makes up the NABWMT? 
"The NABWMT is a collective nationwide network of affiliated and developing chapters in over 30 cities that identify themselves as Black and White Men Together (BWMT), Men of All Colors Together (MACT) or People of All Colors Together (PACT) in keeping with the cultural dynamics of their respective areas.

The national convention: 33rd Annual Convention, Columbus, Ohio, July 9 - 13, 2013
Theme: Still Our Purpose, Still Our Organization, Still Our Pride

Website: http://www.nabwmt.org

Respectfully,
Black Lover Naked

Actor Colin Black Kisses a white man's cock

Waking Up To...

Dayum! Old Man Winter has definitely made himself at home and settled in for the long haul. The basis for my unscientific observation? Personal experience. It's cold as hell outside (as if fire and brimstone could ever truly be cold). Along with the lower temperatures come the shorter daylight hours. This combination makes those winter mornings a battle of wills just to even think about getting out of bed and preparing for another day on the job.

That is, of course, unless you are fortunate enough to wake up in the same bed with the man of your dreams. That puts a completely different spin on the entire situation. Love, true love, always manages to make even the most strong-willed of us do some pretty bizarre and unusual things. It melts away our tough guy facade and at the same time, energizes us, fuels our sexual desires and drives us wild with all sorts of uncharacteristic behavior.

Among those strange reactions to being in love is the ease of waking up and anxious to get started with facing the day. Even on those dreary and frosty wee hours of the morning. The excitement and thrill of getting up and then getting it up in the arms of the man sharing our bed! Now, ain't love grand?

Both the anticipation of and the act of satisfying our carnal and physical urges alone are enough to keep us warm and cozy on the cold winter mornings. Then there's the added comfort of cuddling in the strong arms of the man of our dreams as we bask in the afterglow of sexual pleasure. All of a sudden, winter mornings aren't quite as formidable as we once remembered. All of this because of love.

Even among all this bliss there are some things that just aren't right with the world. All this sexual heat does bring come with its' own baggage. That pesky yet harmful issue of global warming is still begging for a solution.

Respectfully,
Black Lover Naked

I Assume You Are...

This has happened to me more times than I can count. Not just with my current boyfriend/partner. With most of those in my past, also. I think it's a assumption that most people make when they see a black man and a white man in a loving relationship. They automatically see my man, a black man, as the strong male in our partnership. They see me, a white man, as the weaker male, the passive one, the bitch.

In other words, as the "stronger" man, he's the man. Therefore, he's the "top." He's the one in our relationship who gets his. In a nutshell, he fucks me. There's no possible way he'd ever even entertain the notion of my cock entering his ass. No way in hell! That's the standard assumption made by men (and probably women) of both races.

Of course, they're thinking just the opposite about me. As the white partner, I'm the bottom. The "man-pussy" of our relationship. I give it up to please him and exist solely as his "boy toy." Again, this same judgment is from folks of all genders and races. As the black man, my man has the bigger dick (another stereotype entirely), therefore, I'm the "receiver" of his manhood.

Now, this isn't just the impression of complete strangers and straight people. Surprisingly, it's the same from the gay community and even some of our acquaintances. Apparently, basing our thinking on assumptions and stereotypes has no sexual orientation nor racial prejudice. It's equal all around.

Not that this line of thinking really bothers me. We already are judged because we are a biracial couple. What's one more stereotype? What does get under my naked skin is the fact that most men always approach my boyfriend for decisions first, without even acknowledging my presence. It's as though I have no thoughts to offer and automatically will follow his will. If he's not around, usually the message left with me is, "will, let him know and ask him to get back to me." Again, my opinion is of no consequence. And most of this comes from other gay couples.

Truth be told, my boyfriend and I constitute a partnership. Our decisions are shared equally between us. He rarely, if ever, makes a determination affecting us both without seeking my opinion. And I do the same. Yes, we have our disagreements and have to make concessions. What couple doesn't? 

What's more, we are both a bottom bitch for each other. We "switch-it-up" or flip-flop for each other. Even though, personally, I prefer to be the one to get fucked, he also wants me to fuck him. This reality took some adjustment, mainly on my part, but we've managed to work it out thus far. And if he's too tired to give it to me like I want it, I can always mount him and ride from here to eternity. And the same goes for my man. Neither one of us are comfortable with any one set role sexually. I know from experience that's a part of what keeps our relationship exciting for us both. 

The next time you see a biracial couple, think twice before you assume. Remember how the word is spelled, a-s-s-u-m-e. Things aren't always the way you imagine. 

Respectfully,

Black Lover Naked

My Daddy

 

 

I've dated my share of older men. Actually, if I wasn't already so much in love with my boyfriend, I'd cast him overboard and go out and get me one! Just kidding about dumping my man. But, of all the men that I've been intimate with, the best friend, lovers and partners were the older one's. As a matter of fact, two of my former daddies and their current lovers are among the best friends that BF and I have together as a couple.

 

It didn't bother me dating an older man. I refused to let the sly comments bother me. I was with my man by choice and was in no way ashamed. I was proud to be holding hands wherever we went and the pecks and puckers we shared together for no other reason than we simply felt like it. That's part of what being in love is about, right?

 

Initially, I admit to being hesitant and skeptical about dating an older man. I knew he was more experienced than myself and that I might disappoint him in the lovemaking arena. Fortunately, the first daddy to share his bed with me was extremely patient and had no qualms in letting me know exactly what he enjoyed and what I needed to do to satisfy him. Of course, I was an eager, enthusiastic and willing student and soon met the challenge of not only giving him pleasure but also creative in trying new ways to keep him interested and happy.  Even though we're now best of friends and no longer physically intimate, he is one of my closest confidants in all matters sexual.

 

As a naturist/nudist, every one of the daddys I dated were the same. In fact, I first met all of them at nude social functions. Naturally, one of the first parts of their anatomy that I noticed was the size of their cock. Needless to say, I was more than a little intimidated by the thickness and size of their respective manhoods. This was back when I had a minimal experience taking it up my ass as up to that point in my life, I considered myself an exclusive top. I was afraid my tighty-whitey ass wouldn't be able to take all that girth and length. I quickly learned exactly how flexible the sphincter muscles truly are and how much I enjoyed having my prostate massaged to the heights of ecstasy. I fast became adDICKted to daddy-dick!

 

There are advantages to dating an older man. For starters, usually, he's stable and grounded. Aware of what he wants and what he's willing to give. He has both experience and maturity, not just in the bedroom but in life in general. He's comfortable with himself  and is able to express his desires and needs in a rational and reasonable manner. These attributes create stability in the home, the relationship and in the emotional tone the partnership requires in order to survive in the fast-paced world that we all live in. Most recognize and understand the importance of compromise that's essential to building and keeping a couple as a couple.  

 

This doesn't mean that a daddy is perfect. Far from it; none of us are by any way even close to perfection, regardless of age. All of us have shortcomings and baggage. We're human and this is a reality of life. Perhaps it's the older man who acknowledges and accepts this fact that makes him especially appealing as a mate.

 

Personally, I really enjoyed walking hand-in-hand or arm-in-arm along a clothing-optional beach with my daddy. I liked the knowing stares stares we received from others. It was obvious what my man was getting from me and equally plain to see exactly what he was giving to me!

 

Seriously, I have no intention of trading my current boyfriend for all the legendary tea in China. I only am sharing with you here the moral that age does bring some definite treasure to a relationship and to life.

 

Respectfully,

Black Lover Naked

 





Sharing A Room: One

My boyfriend and I live on respective incomes, but we're by no means well-off. The both of us have middle-level jobs with equivalent salaries. In these difficult financial times, that really doesn't allow for a sizeable amount of disposable funds. In order to give ourselves a reward for trying to live responsibly and debt-free, we economize whenever possible. The result allows us to enjoy time together for several nakations throughout the year.

One of the economies that affords us these small luxuries is sharing hotel rooms when on these nakations. There are only two other couples that we trust enough to do this. Given the enclosed space and the intimacy, we don't want to "put our business" out there for just anyone.  

Since I first wrote about this here, I received several emails from readers asking how do we have sex when sharing one bedroom with another couple. The easiest answer, that we don't have sex when on our nakation, would be a lie. Most couples, in love and healthy, enjoy making love while on trips. That's one of the many ways of keeping a relationship alive and exciting.

Truth is, when having another couple in the same hotel room, it isn't always possible to operate on a schedule: you two have the bedroom from 6:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. and then we'll take the next two hours. Sex just doesn't follow a timed guide. The best sex is usually spontaneous. And physical intimacy can't always be put "on hold" while the other couple finishes their business in the bedroom.

As I mentioned above, this type of arrangement does require a certain amount of trust between the couples involved. Another necessity is the honesty and maturity of the individuals concerned and their attitudes towards sex. Respect for the integrity of each relationship is essential. If all these prerequisites are met, then the sharing of living quarters shouldn't be a problem, at least, not for us.   

One important ingredient present in our particular situation is our practice of nudism. Each one of us, as individuals and then together as two couples, are committed nudists. We have no body shame nor any hang-ups about seeing each other naked. None of us have any false sense of modesty about our natural bodies. We have pride in our nude selves and our nudity as independent couples. We accept our physical imperfections and are proud of ourselves and who we are as naked men. We all understand that our individual and/or collective nakedness is not about sexual availability.

Continued next Thursday, July 12, 2012

Respectfully,

Black Lover Naked