Back to the Beach – the Countdown Begins


Although I booked it back in January, I’ve started counting down to my next holiday the last week of April. I had such an amazing time back in November, so I’m going back to Gran Canaria for another week.

The place definitely had a profound impact on me.  I can honestly say it was my best holiday ever, and it helped me feel more liberated when it comes to my body and being naked in public.. And I could use some of that confidence back.

Last time, I’d spent my days naked sunning on the beach.  It wasn’t my first time to a nude beach, but it was the first time that I was comfortable enough to stand up, walk around, and even walk down to the water for a swim, regardless of the clothed people walking along the beach.

tumblr_lfqtqpsYuy1qfvz41o1_500I’ve never been very comfortable with my body, mostly due to being chubby and feeling unattractive.  But what I found there was nobody really gave a shit.  In fact, there were people there who were even bigger than I was and they were comfortable naked on the beach, so why the hell shouldn’t I be as well.

The most liberating was the apartment I’d rented.  It afforded me even more time and space to spend my holiday naked, especially after I’d rigged some towels on the balcony railing so I could sit outside naked without worrying (too much) if the neighbours or people walking along the street could see me in all my glory.

It was amazing.

So back in January, I started looking around for another beach holiday for the end of April (as that was the only time I could get off work), and the only place I found within Europe that had decent beach weather was Gran Canaria.. so off I went to book myself into the same apartment as last time for a week.

If it worked last time, why change it, right?  LOL

The difference this time is that I’m not going alone… although it was originally planned that way.

A mate of mine had mentioned after my last trip that I should let him know if I was planning on going again, and maybe he’d join me.  I’d just assumed he was joking, especially since we’re not super close friends or even hang out all that often.

So when I made this upcoming reservation for the end of April, he once again started considering the possibilities of joining me.

hot naked bear beachI’ll be honest.  I was of two minds about this idea.  Firstly I was looking forward to my naked freedom and the opportunities to have whatever ‘fun’ I wanted to have without having to think about the person I was with.  And secondly, I thought it be nice to have someone to go on holiday with, even if we didn’t know each that well.

He’d initially talked about getting his own place to stay so we each still had our privacy, which would have definitely worked.  He said he’d go off and think on it, but when I didn’t hear back about it for the longest time I assumed he’d changed his mind.

Then this past week, he messaged me to say he was still interested in going, and to ask whether I’d be cool with us sharing the flat for the week.

I of course immediately warned him that it meant we would be seeing each other naked, and I explained that I didn’t wear anything while in the apartment last time and that I would be naked on the beach.  And that there was only one bed..

His response?  He laughed..  He could think I’m joking, but after speaking to each other in person the other day, he seemed to be okay with it all.  He’s said he might not get naked on the beach as he’s self-conscious (he’s much thinner than me…), but may be fine after a day or so.

In the end, it’s always great to have another person there with you when on holidays.. someone to share the experience with.  I just hope it doesn’t stop each of us from truly enjoying ourselves, and the ‘fun’ to be had while on the island.  Hehe

Let the countdown to end of April begin!


Away on Holidays


20140619-023608-9368847.jpg Hey everyone.. Things will be a bit quiet here until early/mid next week, as I’m off on holiday. I’m headed down to Brighton, about an hour south of London, for an extended weekend with my best mate from Scotland. We’re going down for our annual (bar last year) trip to the seaside for the bear weekend and to celebrate our birthdays.. Even if it is a week early.

I had planned on scheduling a couple of posts for while I was away, but unfortunately didn’t get the ones finished that I had hoped. It’s been one of those weeks I suppose..

So I hope everyone is enjoying the summer so far.. And hopefully I’ll have some fun, interesting and maybe a few naughty tales to tell when I get back. Lol



WTF Happened in Amsterdam?


As mentioned previously, I recently went to Amsterdam for a week’s holidays.  Since I’m not working at the moment, I decided I needed to get away for a bit.  The temporary contract I was working on came to an end.

Unfortunately it wasn’t as nice of a break as I would have liked.

I stayed with a guy I know there, ‘H’.  We’d kept in contact over the past year or so, and when I said I was going to have some time off, he invited me to come stay with him ‘as long as I wanted’ (his words, not mine).

When I visited him last year for about 4 days or so, we had a nice time together for the most part and ended up having sex about 7 or 8 times in that time.

Yes, he was that type of ‘friend’.

So obviously there were a few expectations (mostly on his part) that the same would happen this time.  Which they obviously didn’t.

We did have a bit of fun the first few days I was there, but that was about it.  As the week progressed, he got quiet and a bit distant.  I asked several times if there was anything wrong, but he kept saying he was fine.

One night when he made a move towards fooling around I brushed him off because I was tired and had a bit of a headache.  I just wasn’t in the mood.. and I don’t think that helped things at all.

He was working until 11pm every night, and he didn’t give me a set of keys so I could go back to his when I was done sight-seeing.  I had to spend 8 hours a day wandering around the city before meeting him at work.  There was only so much time I could spend doing the touristy thing or sitting around coffee shops, so I got tired.

It also didn’t help that the next day I went just outside of Amsterdam to Hoofddorp to spend an afternoon with a cute Egyptian guy I’d met at the gay Arabic bar a few nights prior after we’d messaged each other a few times on Growlr.

Though if H had gotten jealous of that, he shouldn’t have especially since he’d kept suggesting from the moment I started chatting to that guy that I should meet up with him and have some fun.  So I did.

Anyway, on my last full day in Amsterdam H had a day off, and the original plan was to spend the day together, possibly go to the beach in Zanvoort if the weather was nice.  Instead he told me he was going to his brother’s house and would message me when he got home.

Meaning I had to get out of the flat..

I’d already felt like something was wrong so I asked him once again, but he wouldn’t say what was up.  So I asked him point-blank if he even wanted me there any more.. to which he replied he didn’t care, it was up to me.

That pissed me off and definitely made me feel very unwelcome.  So I got a hotel room for my last night in Amsterdam, something I hadn’t budgeted for obviously.

When I got back to London, I got a message from him saying I’d used him, gotten him sick (I was fine the entire time I was there), that I’d cost him money (he wouldn’t let me pay for drinks the couple nights we went out or for the taxi home my first night there) and that he’d had to clean up my mess.

Ummm.. what mess?  I kept all my stuff together, and didn’t leave anything laying around, so I have no clue what he was talking about.

Obviously there was something bothering him while I was there, but he never said anything even when I asked.  To me if there is a problem, then it should be talked about.  Otherwise how am I to know there was something wrong?  Cause the last thing I’d want is to cause a problem with him, and if there was a problem, I’d do my best to make it right again.

I’m obviously missing something here..  he’s now removed me from Facebook and blocked me on the chat sites.  He didn’t even reply to me when I answered his message.

Guess I’ll never know..