
I think I haven't mentioned my sailing trip this summer yet in this blog. It was in the early summer, when I was talking a little to a guy at a gay bar in town, and he invited me to sail a little with him the day after. I was intrigued, as I fancied this guy, and I also have dreamed of being nude on a boat - the exhibitionist in me likes the thought of being nude while being in view (theoretically) of people within miles - and from all directions. So I accepted his offer.
His boat was quite a small one, and it was placed near Bygdøy peninsula. He told me what to do with the ropes and all, and we sailed south from the city. I was wearing a white t-shirt and a white pair of thin shorts with nothing under. After a little while, we anchored to have a swim. He pulled down his shorts to reveal a pair of speedos, while I just removed my shirt and jumped into the water. Apparently, he was very much aware of the effect of water on white shorts, so he decided to find a reason to get me back up. He called for me and said that I had to get back up to - I've forgotten the terrible excuse he gave me. Anyway, I was more than happy to do what he told me, and as I exited the water, I saw that he was staring at my cock through my transparent shorts. His cock was quick to react, so his speedo was looking too small. He smiled and said "What does your shorts try to hide? Is there any point in it?" I laughed and agreed that there was really no point in it. So I pulled the shorts down and were naked for the rest of the day.
I don't think I can go into every detail of what happened in this blog, but I can mention that he didn't keep his speedos on for long, and that he was shy enough to lure me down into the bottom of the boat before getting to know my body better. After that, we had fun swimming and touching each other for quite a long time. When we sailed back to town, I stayed naked for as long as possible - even after passing several boats where people were more than close enough to notice. I had great fun.
For some reason, I didn't get in touch with this guy again, but I'm sure I'll see him or someone else with a boat next summer.