Regular Nudity at Work

So it's been a long time since I've entered anything in this blog, mostly because I'm not having any sex. Pandemic sucks. My sex parties are still on hiatus, and will probably be that way until there's a viable vaccine. I imagine once this thing is finally past us (and we have a new president), those parties will start up again and I'll be back in the saddle.

I was at a naked party a few months ago, and it started becoming a sex party. It was very interesting. Everyone was wearing masks, but then masks dropped and some cock sucking started, and I almost got fucked, but then I started getting nervous about COVID, and I had to get up early for work the next morning anyway, so I headed out before it escalated any further. Made me sad, because it's just the kind of party I'd like to be at, but because of COVID concerns, I bowed out.

So still no sex. Well, that's not quite true. My husband's doctor gave him a prescription for Cialis, and we had one very nice fuck session, but it gave him headaches, so it may have been a onetime thing. More on that as it develops. He's asking for a lower dose. It may still work out.

So anyway, I'm finally back at work. And I'm lucky. Because a lot of people didn't come back. It's a small business, and they couldn't afford to bring everyone back on. One of the reasons I was back is that my job has become partly custodial in nature. I clean and disinfect the place before anyone else comes in.

I'm also biking to work now. It's a little over 6 miles to my place of business, so that's 12 miles a day there and back. And I always arrive very sweaty.

Before COVID, my nudity at work was a rare thing. Every so often, because of scheduling, I was there hours before anyone else showed up, so I could get naked and go about my business in comfort and get dressed before anyone else was due to be there.

Now, I'm there a few hours before anyone else almost every day. So now, I am naked at work for at least the first hour, sometimes 2 hours, of every workday. And I'm loving it.

I need to be careful, though, because it has become a bit sexual. All the abstinence I've been going through has made me one horny fucker. There is an in-house massage therapist at work (actually 2), and they use coconut oil as a lubricant for their massages. Since I use a lot of chemicals and cleaners, my hands need to be moisturized afterwards, and coconut oil makes a great hand moisturizer. And if some of it happens to drip onto my cock while I'm pouring it into my hands, it's not my fault...

So pretty much daily, I strip down and go about my business, and once I'm done with all the cleaning chemicals, I oil up and work the oil into my hands and cock, and occasionally my hole. I stand in the hallway, and work my cock, and finger my hole for a while. I stand in the hallway because that way I'll hear the door if anyone comes unexpectedly early and I have to run to the back and pull some clothes on.

I try not to ejaculate. I just play with it for a while then wash up and go on. For some reason, to orgasm seems a bridge too far (though it's happened a few times). I'm finished up and dressed about 45 minutes before anyone else is due to come in.

So I guess this is my life now. Biking to work, getting naked, cleaning up, and oiling up. I guess it will get me through.

Kind of wish I had a fuck bud in Brooklyn, though, as it would be very easy to get to work early, let him in, we fuck, he's out the door and I'm ready for the day. Would be sweet. Anyone in the Park Slope area of Brooklyn that would be interested in an early morning fuck bud? Just putting it out there...

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Like so many of us you are trying to get back in the swing but do seem to have found some sort of outlet for your sexual frustrations, and I love the smell of coconut.
I'm a bit overlooked so can only indulge in total nudity in a couple of places but I compensate for this by wearing silky shorts. Answering the door is ok. In the summer I found some really brief shorts, a bit tight and one day taking in a parcel from a delivery guy I noticed his eyes pop as he saw my crotch and bunched bits. I smiled, he smiled and then he was gone.
I keep ordering stuff but its never the right guy, and now winter is on us the small shorts have been replaced with jeans.
But like you I'll get back in the swim, after a new president is announced, maybe get fucked as a celebration, though the probability is it will be a fingering job
now where can I get coconut oil.....
 
Now would you believe but there I was just pottering about naked this morning except for a cock and ball strap, washing up, sorting out lunch and dinner when I noticed a delivery van pulling up and I'm dammed if it wasn't they guy who gave me the eye when I was wearing the short shorts and bunched bits - and he smiled. And there UI was starkers and him on the way to y door bearing a big parcel.
Quickly grabbed a hand towel and covered my crotch, opened the door when he rang and asked if he would drop it in the kitchen for me as I was almost in the shower.. I lead the way, could feel his eyes on my pert naked buttocks. Told him where to put it, it slipped and I grabbed for it and dropped the towel. His eyes popped for sure as I was exposed, now rising to a semi lob. He smiled, very nice he said, like the leather work. I almost blushed, picked up the towel as he continued and I like what I see.... so I dropped the towel on the floor.
Anyway it turned out to be a longer delivery than he planned and while he isn't hung he's thick and best is he's coming back tonight for more than a blow job
now who said nudity at work didn't pay?
 

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