My peek-a-boo flashing while staying in the hospital

Author's Note:  Since it is probably not obvious, I feel the need to point out the author of this blog article is a Caucasian American male living for a several decades as an expat in Tokyo, Japan. Therefore, when he is exposing himself in the hospital (or outdoors), it should be realized that 99.4% of the population who may (or may not) notice his nudity are of Asian (mainly Japanese) ethnic / racial origin. Therefore, it DOES have to do with interracial sexuality.  

Today is the last of my week-long hospital stay. Young Dr.M, who I described in an earlier posting, had already visited me once,so I thought any chances of him seeing nude were unlikely. But - what do you know! - he came back to say he needed some photos to document how I had healed. What luck! I was wearing my gown with nothing underneath. Of course,I knew this was my flashing opportunity come true! So I disrobed while on the bed right in front of him. He was very professional, but my cock started swelling up. It took him a few minutes to get the photos - mostly close-ups. By this time, my cock was nearly erect and starting to leak. I was delighted he didn't just hurry away, but stayed a couple more minutes and chatted - all the.while letting me show him my naked body, cock and balls. I think he somehow knew that this was a more intimate kind of bedside manner that this patient really needed and appreciated!

I am staying in hospital for a condition that has also occurred before. There are lots of chances for CMNM experiences while in the hospital.
I ended up on the same ward of the same hospital where I stayed before. Two of the attending doctor's are the same, but one is new .. young, tall, and he has a deep voice and sexy hands. It gives me a thrill when he stops by to examine me on his am/pm rounds. There really is nothing to suspect he'd be interested in one of his patients sexually. But that hasn't stopped me from fantasizing and also trying to flash him from my hospital bed. There is something horny about being physically examined daily by men in white coats! LOL esp when the nature of the illness is rather mild -- by comparison with other patients who seem to suffer a lot more.

 The fact that I spend time reading porn stories ( some about this very thing - medical exams) while lying hours on a hospital bed certainly enhances the mood. Dr. M usually makes a point to stop by twice a day...so I've been greeting him with my robe open slightly at the crotch when he has stopped the last few days so that now I'm thinking he's got the idea I like him seeing me nude. Yesterday he made an unscheduled stop in the p.m. When he asked about my throat, I had just a peek of my crotch showing, but then he wanted to see my ankle so I had to stretch out my leg and I am pretty sure he got a clear view of my semi erect cock when my robe opened up more. I couldn't really look down and confirm or I'd been obliged to cover my 'accidental' exposure. He stayed a minute more, making small talk, but he was not cruising me -- at least not blatantly -- maybe he's not at all interested, but oddly enough he came back alone this a.m. after a group of doctors he was with stopped by earlier. I made a point of extending my leg to let him feel my ankle thus exposing my groin with my partly open robe. I couldn't guage hid reaction, however. There is another young doctor who is friendly too, but it's not clear whether my showing some glimpses of penis is having any effect on him either.

Yesterday, after that episode, I got so horny that I decided to go outside while the sun was shining and to try to get partly naked. Behind the hospital but still on its property is a small park area with benches. Trees, and an open area that adjoins the parking lot. That's where I headed mid afternoon wearing my robe and nothing else - actually a Japanese yukata - while that in itself is not unusual, most of the ones people might sleep in are normally white with a traditional printed pattern. Mine is for casual day wear so it is a tan and beige modern design. The parking lot is near the back so there are not as many visitors, but instead there are pharmaceutical company


salesman who park their cars there and then wait between appointments. A few of them were parked (backed in) and sitting in the driver's seat. They could probably get a look in the rear view mirrors of what I was doing. I opened the front of my robe and then started pulling on my cock until it was fully hard -- a.though I can't be sure anyone's looking, they certainly have the opportunity and that thought kept my juices flowing all evening and half the night. Mine is a male patients room shared with three other beds - separated by curtains. Last night between 12-2am, I couldn't stifle the urge to beat off - but I made sure to make squishy jacking noises on my cock as I edged up and back from a final squirt when the 20-something guy in the corner bed seemed to be likely to be awake and listening ( turned over or got something to drink).
I know it 's not much, but I am confined to my hospital for more than a week and with security cams everywhere I'm not about to flash strangers on the elevator. What I am doing now is some form of CMNM simulation.

My Naked Mailman by Jim

This happened to me when I was living in Cornwall. It was early one summer Saturday

morning and I was up drinking coffee in my kitchen at the back of the house. It was already warm outside so I opened the door and sat naked on a stool in the doorway enjoying the feel of the early morning sunshine on my body. The radio was on playing some music and I didn't hear the postman coming down the driveway until he turned the corner and was standing right in front of me. He got quite a shock and apologized for disturbing me.

I told him it was no problem and I began to tweak the end of my cock - mostly to cover my embarrassment. He obviously noticed and glanced down to look. He asked me if I often went around with no clothes on and I told him that I did, whenever I got the chance. I offered him a cup of coffee and he came in to join me. He was obviously really interested in my body because he couldn't take his eyes off it - although, even to this day as I remember him, I don't think he was gay.

What happened next really surprised me - he told me that he had always wanted to go nude on a beach but had never really dared to do it because he was afraid of getting a hardon. I could feel my cock getting a bit harder as he mentioned this. He noticed, although he didn't say anything. I told him he was very welcome to join me in the back garden for a spot of sunbathing if he wanted to take a quick break from his delivery. At that point - and much to my surprise, believe me, he put his bag of letters down and started to remove his clothes. Slowly at first because he was quite nervous, I think. Eventually he had taken all his clothes off except for his underpants. It was too late for me to try to hide my reaction and by now my cock was standing upright.

I told him that I found it exciting being naked outside and that having a hardon was only to be expected from time to time. That brought a little smile to his face and as he took his underpants down I saw that his cock was already at halfmast. I tugged on his dick playfully as I walked past

him which made him jump a bit, then he followed me out into the garden. He lay on the grass at first on his front - which, as we all know, is the worst thing you can do to avoid a hardon. I think the fact that the garden was pretty secluded by trees and bushes on three sides made him feel reasonably protected and he slowly turned over to reveal a full-grown hardon. "Hope you don't mind," he said, "but I can't help it - it's so exciting being naked outdoors."

I then started to wank my dick slowly to see what he'd do - he followed suit. Soon we were both wanking and he came into the grass. A very nice sight, let me tell you. Then, as soon as he appeared, he got up and went back to the kitchen to put his clothes back on. Before he went back to work, he came back into the garden and unbuttoned his trousers letting them fall to the ground and then pulled his underpants down again, too. He was starting to get hard again! What an exhibitionist! Then he quickly redressed and went back towards the street, back to work.

My Naked Mailman by Jim

This happened to me when I was living in Cornwall. It was early one summer Saturday morning and I was up drinking coffee in my

kitchen at the back of the house. It was already warm outside so I opened the door and sat naked on a stool in the doorway enjoying the feel of the early morning sunshine on my body. The radio was on playing some music and I didn't hear the postman coming down the driveway until he turned the corner and was standing right in front of me. He got quite a shock and apologized for disturbing me.

I told him it was no problem and I began to tweak the end of my cock - mostly to cover my embarrassment. He obviously noticed and glanced down to look. He asked me if I often went around with no clothes on and I told him that I did, whenever I got the chance. I offered him a cup of coffee and he came in to join me. He was obviously really interested in my body because he couldn't take his eyes off it - although, even to this day as I remember him, I don't think he was gay.

What happened next really surprised me - he told me that he had

always wanted to go nude on a beach but had never really dared to do it because he was afraid of getting a hard-on. I could feel my cock getting a bit harder as he mentioned this. He noticed, although he didn't say anything. I told him he was very welcome to join me in the back garden for a spot of sunbathing if he wanted to take a quick break from his delivery. At that point - and much to my surprise, believe me, he put his bag of letters down and started to remove his clothes. Slowly at first because he was quite nervous, I think. Eventually he had taken all his clothes off except for his underpants. It was too late for me to try to hide my reaction and by now my cock was standing upright.

I told him that I found it exciting being naked outside and that having a hard-on was only to be expected from time to time. That brought a little smile to his face and as he took his underpants down I saw that his cock was already at halfmast. I tugged on his dick playfully as I walked past him which made him jump a bit, then he followed me out into the garden. He lay on the grass at first on his front - which, as we all know, is the worst thing you can do to avoid a hardon. I think the fact that the garden was pretty secluded by trees and bushes on three sides made him feel reasonably protected and he slowly turned over to reveal a full-grown hardon. "Hope you don't mind," he

said, "but I can't help it - it's so exciting being naked outdoors."

I then started to wank my dick slowly to see what he'd do - he followed suit. Soon we were both wanking and he came into the grass. A very nice sight, let me tell you. Then, as soon as he appeared, he got up and went back to the kitchen to put his clothes back on. Before he went back to work, he came back into the garden and unbuttoned his trousers letting them fall to the ground and then pulled his underpants down again, too. He was starting to get hard again! What an exhibitionist! Then he quickly redressed and went back towards the street, back to work.