Diversity Rules Magazine

Stu is an exhibi onist. He loves taking it all off for an apprecia ve audience--male, fe- male, gay, straight, mixed group-- for anyone over 18. If you'd like him to pose for you and your friends (virtu- ally or in person), for drawings or for screenshots or just to watch, ask him--there's NO FEE for readers of this column. He also does read- ings from his book and, you guessed it, he does that naked and with no fee as well. His book, 'Lights On— Clothes Off: Confessions of an Unabashed Exhibi onist,' fully exposes his exci ng exhibi onist life. His book: lightsonclothesoff.com His email: stuauthor@gmail.com Based on the emails I've received it's clear that sev- eral of you liked the ques ons posed to me and my responses last month. Thank you! And a few of you requested nude photos of me. I'm happy to send those to subscribers—just ask. For this month's col- umn I'm sharing excerpts from my novel. I look for- ward to your comments. From Chapter Three: There were lots of old papers and magazines on the bo om shelf of the coffee ta- ble in front of my cousin's couch. I needed something to do while my parents had coffee with my cousins in the kitchen. I was nosy so I looked to see what was there. At the bo om of the pile I found some magazines called Nudist Life. The pages shocked me as they were filled with photos of naked people. I started flipping through them knowing that I shouldn't be looking at these. But the constant cha er and laughter I heard down the long hallway gave me the courage to go ahead. The magazines had photos of people of all ages and almost everyone was naked. Children were on some swings, a few adults were playing volleyball and a couple people were swim- ming, near an old rowboat, in a lake. My eyes were glued to scenes I had never imagined before! I'm sure that at the me I felt guilty and worried about peeking at those forbidden images. But I found them and quietly kept staring at all of those naked people. "Oh please stay in the kitchen for a while," I'm sure I must have whispered to myself. When I turned to the next page my eyes froze on photos showing a long line up of older boys. They looked like high school or college age as they all had pubic hair. They were standing on a huge wooden outdoor stage—each one was holding a big card with a number on it. All of them appeared to be having a great me—hands raised, big smiles, just happy na- ked boys. In one photo, on the next page, the guys were all turned around showing their bo oms to the audience. What made the photos so incredible for me was that I could see that all of the people, who were crowded in front of the stage, were applauding and cheering. I had no interest in the naked people who were enjoy- ing the show. My focus was on the boys on the stage. I could tell, by looking at their smiles and expressions, that they loved being seen and admired. That crowd was viewing every hair, every curve, every penis and every bu of the guys on display. They were able to see every detail. Every single detail. Whew, I s ll get turned on thinking about that show and how thrilled and excited all of those naked boys must have been. It probably was some kind of contest. I don't know the exact story but it made a major impression on me. I knew I wanted to be on a stage again. I knew I wanted to be naked on that stage. And I knew that I wanted the audience to have clothes on so that I would be the one, the only one, to be seen and ad- mired. 6 | Diversity Rules Magazine | Apr 2023 Sans Clothing Stu's Stories of Exhibitionism By Stu Schwartz

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