Category Archives: Male Nudity

Checking In

The entry is traditionally peaceful. After the bustle of the lobby, and whatever check-in surprises occur, along with a crowded or uncrowded elevator ride, the walk down the hallway is the first level of hushed tranquility that a hotel usually affords. Bags in hand, and key in (or on) door, I take a deep breath as I enter the realm of the Hotel Room.

With its quiet stillness and luxury of alone time, there has always been something meditative about those first few moments in such a temporary home. The ordered neatness of it, the perceived cleanliness (even if it’s just a façade) contribute to the notion that there is safety there. The Virgo nature is such that order and sterility, even if merely false, is ever a comfort. Happiness is a perfectly flat bedspread, accented by a border of pillows and crisply turned-down sheets.

After setting down bags, and quickly perusing the bathroom, I look out the window to ascertain the view. Even the worst views allow some sort of light, even if it’s muted or shaded by surrounding buildings. Light is life, and most hotels wisely have large windows to allow for as much of it as possible.

Then, in hushed privacy and anonymous tranquility, the delicate dance with solitude.

With the bombardment of sounds and sights and relentless stimulation, the sudden quietude of a hotel room is blissfully shocking.

The light shifts as the hours pass, but nothing disturbs the quiet.

At the dimming of the day, or sometimes sooner, I feel an itch to get out – as necessary and vital as it feels to remain, and I’ll change into something new and explore wherever I happen to be.

Knowing that the room will be there when I return is enough.

Knowing that its silence will remain intact is a solace.

Knowing that no one else knows me here is a relief.

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The Booty Pic That Got Banned from FaceBook

Every time a photo of mine gets banned from FaceBook (and it’s only happened on two or three occasions) I see a surge in traffic on this website, so while on some level it’s annoying that an anonymous nobody can report a photo (doesn’t the basic tenet of being accused of something require that you know your accuser?) on every other level it’s a win.

Here is the offending photograph, a cheeky shout-out to show my excitement regarding the release of Matthew Rettenmund’s fantastic ‘Encyclopedia Madonnica 20’ (which will get a proper write-up in a bit). It’s hard to see this as anything more than a risqué bit of artful nudity, but in the world we live in I guess people would rather see pictures of bloody fetuses or murdered students than any artistic depiction of the unadorned human body. No matter.

Given the quick turn-around of this post, one might think it was just a ploy for precisely this reason, and that I was just waiting/baiting for someone to report it. I can assure you from my ever-loving heart that nothing could be further from the truth. [Wink-wink.] What do you think this is, ‘Justify My Love‘? I’m not making any money off of this.

But I do welcome any and all reports of nudity, because it makes this site what it is. Now kiss my ass!

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Kafka-esque, by way of Murakami

“The man’s features weren’t as unusual as his clothes. He was somewhere between young and old, handsome and ugly. His eyebrows were sharp and thick, and his cheeks had a healthy glow… Below narrowed eyes, a cold smile played at his lips. The kind of face it was hard to remember, especially since it was his unusual clothes that caught the eye. Put another set of clothes on him and you might not even recognize the man.” – Haruki Murakami, ‘Kafka on the Shore’ 

“I know I’m a little different from everyone else, but I’m still a human being. That’s what I’d like you to realize. I’m just a regular person, not some monster. I feel the same things everyone else does, act the same way. Sometimes, though, that small difference feels like an abyss. But I guess there’s not much I can do about it…

I wanted to tell you all this as soon as I could, directly, rather than have you hear it from someone else. So I guess today was a good opportunity. It wasn’t such a pleasant experience, though, was it?

Only people who’ve been discriminated against can really know how much it hurts. Each person feels the pain in his own way, each has his own scars. So I think I’m as concerned about fairness and justice as anybody. But what disgusts me even more are people who have no imagination. The kind T.S. Eliot calls hollow men. People who fill up that lack of imagination with heartless bits of straw, not even aware of what they’re doing. Callous people who throw a lot of empty words at you, trying to force you to do what you don’t want to do…

Gays, lesbians, straights, feminists, fascist pigs, communists, Hare Krishnas – none of them bother me. I don’t care what banner they raise. But what I can’t stand are hollow people. When I’m with them I just can’t bear it, and wind up saying things I shouldn’t…

Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that really frighten me. What I absolutely fear and loathe. Of course it’s important to know what’s right and what’s wrong. Individual errors in judgment can usually be corrected. As long as you have the courage to admit mistakes, things can be turned around. But intolerant, narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host, change form, and continue to thrive. They’re a lost cause, and I don’t want anyone like that coming in here.” – Haruki Murakami, ‘Kafka on the Shore’

“I wish I could just laugh off people like that, but I can’t.” – Haruki Murakami, ‘Kafka on the Shore’

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A Jockstrap is Always In Vogue

This site has long celebrated the jockstrap, both as functional sports attire and object of art, but every now and then someone comes along to elevate it with their own personal ass-stamp. Such is the case with Sean Avery’s recent Instagram shot that shows his butt perfectly framed with the straps of a jock. It took the internet by storm this past week, and was a reminder that the jockstrap never goes out of style.

Mr. Avery certainly has the goods to go with the frame, but he’s not the only celebrity to make the most of those skimpy straps. He is, however, the only one to do so in such blatant pandering to the gay internet, and for that he gets a lot of applause.

Chord Overstreet dared to wear a jockstrap, but not in the traditional manner. While I’m all for putting a different twist on things, some items just shouldn’t be put on your face. But who am I to talk?

Jean Claude Van Damme, back in his prime, was no stranger to strutting his stuff in the unabashed European style that favored skimpy attire and Speedos. Here he is in a regular white jockstrap and smile.

Making a big jockstrap splash in the 80’s were heart-throbs Rob Lowe and Richard Gere, both of whom pulled those straps on and shook their booties until all of America was weak in the knees.

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A Cape That Doesn’t Go On Your Back

The Delusional Grandeur Tour: Last Stand of a Rock Star moves from Boston to Cape Cod this weekend, with the arrival of new friends from England and a reunion with all the old Cape buddies. Being in travel status always excites me, and not only because I get to break out the Louis Vuitton Keepall. Touring is a state of mind, and being on the road is sometimes safer and more secure than being at home.

Living out of luggage carries its own set of challenges and drawbacks, but it also affords more opportunities for shopping. (I consistently find myself without a pair of shoes or jacket, or pants as these promo photos will attest, necessitating impromptu buying excursions wherever I happen to be. This is not entirely unintentional.)

That sense of unplanned possibilities goes against my very Virgo grain, but in the best way. It jars and jostles, veering into unknown and unfamiliar territory, and setting my head just slightly off-kilter. Sometimes it’s good to be a little unfocused, a little less anal, good to go with the flow. Touring affords these valuable lessons, and I’ve designed it that way.

Complacency = Death.

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Classic Beefcake Pin-Ups

This won’t go as far back as when those first beefcake pin-ups of muscle-bound men began appearing in service of ‘working out’ – those go back further than most of us realize. Instead, a round-up of more-recent beefcake posers, some classics and some should-be classics. Now and then an immaculate collection of a shirtless sort is needed. No time like the present… and speaking of presents

First up is the fabulously fit Phil Fusco. He inspires a lot of ‘F’ words, as evidenced here and in his very first featured post a while ago. He also fared finely in his first Hunk of the Day spot. In fact, he’s probably due for another…

Second, the ever-brilliant Ben Cohen, who is currently working on his autobiography, and his line of grooming products, is a must-see in these recent shirtless shots, exemplifying his hirsute fitness. (Rumors abound that he has an underwear photo shoot coming up.)

Third, the heroic Chris Evans, who is a timeless pin-up guy for any generation. He’s been in practically-naked GIFs here before, and completely nude as well. He also gets to represents some hot and heavy collections like these.

Finally, a gratuitous slice of ginger beefcake in the spectacular Seth Fornea. He too has played a stunning visual part on posts featuring male nudity and the like, or simply standing alone in his own glory.

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Nude Male Sports

Like Greek Gods and Goddesses, the most stunning wardrobe most athletes can don is nothing but their skin. It’s an art form really, to sculpt your frame into something akin to a statue through hard work and competition. Luckily, that is being captured, and by an entity whose acronym remains a mystery to me. There’s only one thing that ESPN has proven good for over the years: the Body Issue of their publication, in which they coax the fittest players into taking off all their clothes and posing for action shots of their preferred sport in the buff. It’s resulted in some stellar exhibitions by Michael Phelps, Rob Gronkowski, Evan Lysacek, Matt Harvey, Giancarlo Stanton and Tomas Berdych.

The latest edition provides a pair of pectacular gentlemen: Bryce Harper and Stan Wawrinka. Feast your eyes upon their fit bodies, and a bonus video of Mr. Harper for those who want to see things in motion.

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Sexy Men of Summer

Actually, these guys are sexy year-round, but since we’re in summer let’s give it a seasonal slant. We begin with the always-entertaining Adam Levine, who recently dropped a towel to show off his naked ass. When Adam Levine gets nude, you sit up and take notice. He’s been here more than once, with the featured photo making waves and tingling hearts and nether-regions for some time.

Mr. Levine has a gay brother and has long been a proponent for gay rights, so it’s doubly nice to show him some love today.

The body of an angel, in this case Ashley Parker Angel, whose Instagram account is one shot away from full-frontal male nudity. Not that anyone has an issue with that. Beautiful people can get away with nudity that the rest of us just can’t get away with.

Straight ally Julian Edelman (who recently changed his FaceBook profile pic to the rainbow filter that is now gleefully ubiquitous) raises himself up, and us in the process.

I believe he’s kicking off a gay pride celebration somewhere, which goes to show you just had far we have come as a country. When a straight football star plays such a prominent role in a gay pride event, things have changed for the better.

A man of beauty, Mr. Mark MacKillop recently performed in this year’s Broadway Bares show, and a few months ago released his scorching coffee-table book Rm. XIV. As the photo below proves, MacKillop knows his way around the camera lens.

Across the pond, Shayne Ward is still setting hearts aflame with poses like this, and the power of his voice. The power of his underwear is pretty apparent here.

Finally, bringing up the booty is sexy beast Matthew Camp, who has been featured here in a number of previous posts, all worthy of admiration and adoration. Mr. Camp exemplifies the fact that being sexy is not only a superficial act, but an internal one as well. His good-natured spirit matches how hot he is, and that’s pretty cool.

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Greeting Summer in the Buff

It’s the first official day of summer, even if we’ve been celebrating it for quite some time. (The longer this sunny season goes, the happier we seem to be.) This will be a busy one, for various reasons, but before we get down to all that nitty and gritty, let’s just ease into things with a frolic in the pool and a couple of throwback skinny-dipping shots.

This year I haven’t been in the pool much – there just hasn’t been time – but with the warmer weather I’m looking to change that. There have been enough pool photo shoots that I don’t think another will be missed. (And if it is, go here, here, here, here, or here.) Link-a-rama! Like Chick-a-rama only with links. Ok, it’s summer and my mind is on vacation. Seek sense somewhere else. Happy Sun & Fun!

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Nick Jonas & More Nude GIFs

Nick Jonas has solidified his status as worthy and willing Hunk with all the times he’s removed his clothes in the past year or so. Starting with the Instagram shot heard round the world, and following up stunningly with his fittingly chosen magazine cover for ‘Flaunt,’ Mr. Jonas has come into young adulthood in sexy fashion. Further proof of his penchant for taking his clothes off is evidenced here, and in GIFs from another instance where he appeared in the buff. Yes, we still get jealous…

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Austin Armacost in Attitude (& 1 Hot Ass)

While Austin Armacost has never needed all that much nudging when it comes to showing off his ample assets, leave it to Attitude magazine to make it even sexier. Here are a few shots from his latest spread.

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NSFFB ~ Not Safe For FaceBook

With all the stuff I post, I’ve had a couple of run-ins with the FaceBook picture police. While Kim Kardashian can show her booty in all sorts of greased-up, uncovered, ready-for-anal glory, it appears the rest of us mere mortals get spanked for it. I’d just assumed it was because her derriere was prettier and meatier than mine, but what if there’s a double-standard at FaceBook that allows for women to show off their assets but not gay guys? They’ve already shown some questionable targeting of drag queens in their recent requirement for real names to be used (there was never such a stink made when we all changed our middle name to ‘Hussein’ in a show of support for Obama during his 2012 election run).

Now it seems that FaceBook has been selectively targeting gay male photos for censorship. Dirk Caber and Jesse Jackman posted the black and white feature photo above and it was reported as pornographic. Other FaceBook stories involved a gentleman who was banned from FaceBook for posting a photo of two uniformed gay policeman, just because some homophobic jerk reported the photo.

There are spring break shots of ladies that are pornographic, but a loving depiction of two men seems to raise the red flags – such as the ones posted here. Do they push the envelope? Perhaps. Are they pornographic? I don’t think so. Lest anyone think I’m too open and accepting with regards to sexual images, please note that I don’t post full-frontal nudity, male or female, here (nor do I allow it on my FaceBook or Twitter timelines). But I don’t mind a butt shot (hell, it’s practically my livelihood) nor do I find issue with female breasts (what’s good for the goose is good for the gander).

As for these images, I find them beautiful. I find them pure. I find them loving. If you find them pornographic or dirty, that says more about you than it does about me or the gentlemen presented here.

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Mark MacKillop: The Solitary Masterpiece

“You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.” ~ Franz Kafka

The empty room.

The sound of solitude.

The languorous shifting of light.

The art of being alone has produced works of staggering beauty. Only when faced with ourselves can we get to understand what we are really like. You have to be all right with being alone before you can be good company for anyone else. There’s a gorgeous irony in that, and it’s explored pictorially in Mark MacKillop’s coffee-table book ‘Room XIV.’ Released a few months ago, Mr. MacKillop has been making the book tour rounds and putting in appearances at bookstores to spread the pretty word. Reaction has been supportive and enthusiastic.

“I’ve been most surprised by people’s love of the book, MacKillop explains. “It was a really fun project that when I started it had no real intention for it to become a book or continue like this. I love that people are interested in seeing my life touring with a musical depicted in hotel rooms. I don’t think anything really bothered me about this process because that’s all part of the learning curve of trying something new you haven’t done before, like publishing a book. It’s all been a really cool learning experience.”

“You can get help from teachers, but you are going to have to learn a lot by yourself, sitting alone in a room.” ~ Dr. Seuss

The book itself is a beautiful study on the human form, but also the human condition of solitude. There is a loneliness at work, but a contentment in that loneliness. There is also a sense of connection, or trying to make some connection. He reaches out with his gaze, seeking to impress with a pose, and the end result is a complex examination of the human condition, veiled in the gauze of beauty. According to MacKillop, it was an invitation: “Very rarely do people get a glimpse into the life of a touring actor’s day-to-day life.  I wanted to be able to share that with my friends who were across the Atlantic and any new friends that I met on the road. It was my way of being creative and letting people into my world.”

“When you get into a hotel room, you lock the door, and you know there is a secrecy, there is a luxury, there is fantasy. There is comfort. There is reassurance.” ~ Diane von Furstenberg

In a world of social media overload and online-only interactions, a physical book feels old-school and quaint. It lends a warmth and sturdiness to the experience, something that will never quite be matched by the cold glare of a computer screen. A photograph on paper somehow resonates more than an image on screen. It demands a bit more.

“I love the physical appeal of a heavy book,” MacKillop admits, offering insight into the technicalities of the creative process. “There’s something awesome about physically turning pages, feeling the texture of the paper. That was an important factor when I was choosing what textures went into my book. I chose a paper that had some weight and feeling to it. I didn’t want a high gloss page I wanted the book to feel like it was from a different time, the pages really soak up the ink of the image. That being said as much as I love traditional books the Internet has made it so incredibly easy to share new images instantly so there’s an appeal for both, my love for the physical and the instant.”

That juxtaposition has made the marketing for the book an interesting amalgamation of teasing shots, evocative video, and traditional in-person bookstore signings.

“I used to live in a room full of mirrors; all I could see was me. I take my spirit and I crash my mirrors, now the whole world is here for me to see.” ~ Jimi Hendrix

When confronted with the question of whether he is happier alone or surrounded by people, MacKillop straddles both states. “Everything in moderation,” he says. “Sometimes I crave the interaction and conversation of others. Although sometimes after a long day nothing is more nice than being alone. They say you can’t truly be happy with others till you are happy and content by yourself.”

“All men’s miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.” ~ Blaise Pascal

Which brings us back to that room, where a man stands by himself, gazing out at the world, at the mirror, at the camera lens. It is a moment of reflection, of solitude, of seeking out some understanding of his place here. It is his way of connecting, through the portal of a look, a photograph, a book.

“Being alone was the premise of the project. The year on tour with ‘West Side Story’ was a demanding year both physically and emotionally. It was a big year of personal and artistic growth. I spent a lot of time alone thinking. People always comment, ‘Oh you look deep in thought in the photos.’ That’s what I wanted to capture, that moment.”

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The Last Swim of the Season – Part II (The Naked Ones)

The day after what I assumed would be the last day in the pool was just as warm and inviting, so I extended the life of summer for one more moment. It was a joyous bonus in a summer that found us in the pool less often than we would have liked. Some summers are like that. We don’t miss them any less because of it.

The last skinny dip of the year. This blog always returns to gratuitous male nudity. On that you can depend and never worry, even if it won’t always be me. (You’re welcome.)

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A Birthday Suit Twist

I’ve gotten into my birthday suit so many times here already that I’m taking this day off and letting someone else do it. A few someones, in fact, whose bodies are better than mine will ever be.  At this age I’ve given up on the six-pack of my twenties. (I’d happily settle for a three pack.) And speaking of three, let’s get down to business with this trio of pics featuring Harry Judd, who has been cheeky enough to be featured here numerous times.

Thanks to the gratuitous male nudity clause inherent in every Attitude cover shoot, Mr. Judd has displayed his wares in fetchingly-fine fashion over the years. Here is further cause for rejoicing, times three:

Let’s continue with Hugh Jackman, whose portrayal of Wolverine in the X-Men series has resulted in a few naked sequences, as seen here in a grainy GIF.

James Franco, who recently did his ALS Ice Bucket Challenge without a pair of pants, has already flashed his flesh here, but it’s always worth another look-see.

Matthew Camp looks cool while keeping it hot. He smells good to boot, which is just as important.

Finally, bringing up the rear is Zac Efron, who has been no stranger to showing off his body in these electronic pages, and here he is again giving a glimpse of those hot buns.

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