Sean - Bi Expose
Bisexual | Human Sexuality | Masculinity | Society

Being Bare and Why it is Important to Me

October 18, 2019

It’s been a bit of an introspective Friday and I find myself thinking about why being bare, being nude is so important to me. Some of my close friends get it, my immediate family – for the most part, gets it, but I know it confuses them a little.

There are of course times when there is very much a sexual element to being nude as I am an exhibitionist. But most of the time, being nude for me is about releasing everything that puts pressure against me. By removing myself from my clothes, I am removing myself from society, stripping off that which I am bound to uphold by whatever moral standards the world has set in place. It is about connecting with myself and who I believe I am, in my purest form – being only flesh and blood and soul.

When I am coming home and relaxing and wanting to be me, I immediately take off my clothes, my watch, my jewelry, all of it. And I am free. I may just sit and watch TV, I might go and sit at my computer and write for hours. My fiancé frequently gets home and sees me standing at the counter, cutting up veggies for tomorrow’s lunch or cooking dinner. There is no judgment, I might get a squeeze on my butt or a hug, but I’m never asked to clothe myself because she knows that I am not that man. It is not unusual for me to walk around naked when my children are home and they do not see this as disgusting or unusual.

Sean - Nude, unashamed
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Being naked at home or getting naked in front of the camera for me – is about me showing you who I am. It’s about the reality of my soul and my body.

It is about acceptance and it is simply who I am and I never want anyone that is close to me to be ashamed of their bodies or disgusted at the idea of being nude and bare in who you are. If you cannot stand in front of a mirror and look at your whole body and find comfort in the shell that you are given, then (in my opinion), this is your psychological problem. You should do everything you can to shed whatever it is mentally that is constricting you, preventing you from your own freedom. You are beautiful, regardless of whether you are height/weight proportionate (by society standards), tiny and skinny (by society standards), very heavy (by society standards), or somewhere in between. You might have no breasts, enormous breasts, a tiny penis, or you might be hung like a horse. You could have third-degree burns over three-quarters of your body or you may be so hairy that gorillas are jealous. IT DOESN’T MATTER.

I am who I am. You are who you are. We have this blessing, this gift. One that transcends all social classes, one that transcends all races, religions, and beliefs. That gift is our life, our body, and our soul. Take off your clothes, look at yourself in the mirror and get comfortable with what you see, because it’s yours. No one can take that away from you. Even if you are sitting in a jail cell with handcuffs, living in a mansion on a hill somewhere or living in the filthiest of slums. You have your body, your soul and the gift that you were given when life breathed into you. I try to enjoy mine every single day. I encourage you to do the same.

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