= The Party =
Ever since the wife had lost interest in sex, I had been chatting online to see if there were other married men in my situation. Perhaps I could get some advice. I discovered that the issue was way more common than I had imagined. They called it living in a sexless marriage.
As I continued to investigate, I found a men's group that was exploring alternatives. Sharing pictures was encouraged, so I posted some shots of myself. The comments were flattering and good for my deflated self esteem.
One guy seemed to take a special interest and invited me to a private house party that was about an hour away. He explained that it was a nudist get-together, which was mainly an evening of socializing. I had never attended anything like that and my curiosity drove me to accept the invitation.
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After adjusting my shirt collar, I took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell. It was a large English Tudor located in a gated community with a separate four car garage! The door was opened by a tall naked man who extended a hand, "Name's Jake and welcome to our little encounter."
"Uhhhh, I'm Alex."
"Come on in, and let's loose those clothes. We got bags by the door to put your things in."
I nodded as if this was an everyday occurrence. Undressing was difficult, and by the time I was down to my boxers, I was having second thoughts about this whole idea.
Jake spoke softly, "Alex, there's no judgment, everyone here is just like you."
With a deep sigh, I slid off my boxers. The sensation of the cool air against my skin was both exhilarating and terrifying. I quickly stuffed my clothes into one of the bags and turned to face the room. I felt extremely self conscious, plus my cock was beginning to grow which was the last thing I needed right now.
Jake tapped me on the shoulder, "Feel free to wonder about and mingle, also there's plenty of eats and drinks in the kitchen."
I shuffled into the living room where a group was casually talking and drinking. By this time my erection was defying gravity and began to attract attention. It felt like one of those dreams where you're a school kid sitting naked in the middle of a classroom.
There were all shapes and sizes, and everyone seemed super friendly and talkative. Most of the guys were soft but thankfully there were a few good size hard ones. At least I didn't feel so weird with this swaying flagpole.
"Hey there!" called out a young man with a mischievous grin. "You must be new. I'm Ken." I smiled nervously, my hand reaching out to shake. "Yeah, this is my first time. I'm Alex."
Ken's eyes dropped. "Now that's what I call a trophy!"
