Answering the eternal question, ‘Boxers or briefs?‘ here is a trio of Australian hunks to give you a mid-day dose of meat, wrapped tightly with their underwear. Many thanks to The Underwear Expert for continuing to probe the defining debate of our time. And an extra-special thanks for showing off former Hunk of the Day Lockhart Brownie (who may be ripe for another showing).
Give it up to sibling rivalry: this is how Nick Jonas tops his brother Joe, and it comes just a week or so after Joe declared that he had the biggest penis of all the Jonas Brothers. I think it’s a steamy slap-back, mostly because it showcases Nick’s finely-honed ass in wet Calvin Klein boxer briefs. And considering the sub-zero nonsense in which they were frolicking, the shrinkage is more than understandable. Leave it to Bear Grylls to get another Hunk into his shorts. (See Zac Efron.) Bonus points for the ripped underwear too.
We love all things Andrew Christian on this website. From his underwear, to his underwear models, to the man himself – all things AC are glorious. For your noon treat, a slightly saucy video of popcorn, underwear, and nakedness. All in an Andrew Christian day.
Some guy-candy/eye-candy for your noon-time reverence. Feast your thirsty eyes upon Americo Neto. One day this man shall be crowned an official Hunk. Consider this but a preview for all good things to those who wait.
Who knew under all of Loki’s armor and long locks lurked such a hot body? Apparently Taylor Swift got the scoop, as she was reportedly canoodling with him on some beach somewhere, because when you’re Taylor Swift that’s how you work I guess. (Bye bye, Calvin Harris – you were but a blip on the underwear-model radar…) As for the man who played Loki, this is Tom Hiddleston – not quite ready for his Hunk of the Day moment until we see if there’s something more here. For now, this is a promising beginning.
Cherry trees aren’t generally known for producing flowers so close to the bark, but there are always anomalies, particularly when the cherry is of advanced age and has been subjected to severe pruning. This specimen was perched above Braddock Park in Boston, overlooking that beautiful street and sharing a small token of wonder and pretty strangeness with the passing world.
When faced with a nightmarish medley of wallpaper and carpet patterns, the only thing to do is don an equally-ghastly pair of briefs and strike a pose. Fortunately for you, I’m not the only guy who appears here in his tighty-not-so-whities. Check out these guys, who like their junk snug and secure.
A cup of tea stands steeping in the sunlight.
My morning ablutions are less about cleansing and more about awareness.
Replenishing fluids that I’ve released in the first piss of the day, the body adjusts itself to the light and the upright. There’s no reason not to be a decent morning person, especially when the sun is streaming in so brilliantly. Such light is poetry, and the dust particles floating in and out of it are punctuation.
Words and letters give order and structure to the day.
The camera can capture things too, later conveying them in another sort of order.
The order of image and chronology.
The cadence of time.
The shifting gaze.
We sip from the lips of cups,
captive liquid held aloft,
and only the sun sees as it happens.
Watched by the light,
we turn the day over again.
This hodgepodge of shirtless (and pants-less) male celebrities is my lazy-ass post for a cold winter’s night in which I’m having trouble drumming up inspiration. These gentlemen have a way of changing all that and turning up the heat in a winter that just drags on and on. There is a light at the end of this tunnel, so let’s shine it on some chests and abs.
First up is the star of the Harry Potter films, and a fine actor who has edged into more adult fare quite successfully. Daniel Radcliffe displays a new kind of hairy here, and it’s all sorts of magical. Wands out.
Spinning round and round in black and white is international superstar DJ (and Taylor Swift‘s main guy) Calvin Harris. Also the body of Armani underwear.
Epic, classic, and cocksure, David Beckham has been a favorite here for years. He’s gotten a bit stagnant with his H&M work (I’m still yawning over that underwear line) but never count him out. Not yet.
The bulge below, belonging to Dan Osborne, broke the bejesus out of the internet a few days ago, so it’s only right to present it here, for posterity. Mr. Osborne quickly cropped it so as not to get spanked by Instagram, but some intrepid follower saved it and so it will live on in glorious, beauteous infamy.
While on the subject of balls, here is tennis phenom Novak Djokovic. He seems to favor black briefs. Just saying. And showing.
Not to be outdone, Simon Dunn squeezed his own balls into some tiny briefs and showed it all off, not unlike his first appearance here.
Last but not least is diver Chris Mears, who looks just as good naked as he does upside down.
Whenever Cristiano Ronaldo slips into his underwear, it’s worth a bonus post. Especially when those underwear are as tiny as this. In this particular installment, Mr. Ronaldo is once again stripping down to his skivvies for a Men’s Health cover shoot, and what could be better on a dreary Saturday in January?
While not solely devoted to David Beckham’s backside, this post does have several fine examples of said bottom. I’m not going to waste your time, and mine, by espousing rhapsodically on Mr. Beckham’s remarkable assets – too many words have been spent drooling over his attributes, and I’m growing tired of all these mixed metaphors. On with the David Beckham ass show for a Friday.
Ever since the #CockInASock craze and ALS Ice Bucket Challenge, I’ve been on the lookout for the next fun-yet-ridiculous-in-the-name-of-a-good-cause event. It seems that may be on hand with #ShowUsYourTackle, as put on by one of my favorite clothing shops, Jack Wills, in support of the brainstrust – a brain tumor charity. Most of the guys who have been doing this are doing so with their shirts off, as exhibited by the photos here of the Flair Bears.
You can enter the contest too (even if you probably can’t use the big £5000 bar tab) but you’ll need a pair of Jack Wills pants (and you can’t borrow mine). I may show you my tackle, but not unless this sinus issue clears up, and soon. I don’t pose when I’m this sick – it’s just a thing.
Here are the official rules:
To be entered into the competition, it’s pretty simple. Get your Jack Wills pants out (take this as you may: on your head; over your jeans; or strip down…), take a picture, and upload to Instagram, making sure to hashtag #showusyourtackle and tag @JackWills.
For each picture posted Jack Wills will donate £1 to Brainstrust, so you can be doing something amazing for charity, AND entering the competition…ALL whilst getting your kit off.
“The world of the grotesque is the darkness within us. Well before Freud and Jung shined a light on the workings of the subconscious, this correlation between darkness and our subconscious, these two forms of darkness, was obvious to people. It wasn’t a metaphor, even. If you trace it back further, it wasn’t even a correlation. Until Edison invented the electric light, most of the world was totally covered in darkness. The physical darkness outside and the inner darkness of the soul were mixed together, with no boundary separating the two. They were directly linked.” – Haruki Murakami, ‘Kafka On The Shore’
“But today things are different. The darkness in the outside world has vanished, but the darkness in our hearts remains, virtually unchanged. Just like an iceberg, what we label the ego or consciousness is, for the most part, sunk in darkness. And that estrangement sometimes creates a deep contradiction or confusion within us.” ~ Haruki Murakami, ‘Kafka On The Shore’
“Artists are those who can evade the verbose.” ~ Haruki Murakami, ‘Kafka On The Shore’
“Freedom and the emancipation of the ego were synonymous. And art, music in particular, was at the forefront of all this… Eccentricity was seen as almost the ideal lifestyle. The age of Romanticism, they called it. Though I’m sure living like that was pretty hard on them at times.” ~ Haruki Murakami, ‘Kafka On The Shore’
When someone as physically fine as Pietro Boselli poses for an Attitude cover story, it deserves a post of its own. Mr. Boselli is the math teacher who took the gay internet by storm with his banging body and dreamy good looks, and he’s going even further in this photo shoot for the popular British rag. Of course he’s already been named a Hunk of the Day, but he’s likely due for a second run any day now. Enough of my yammering, you just want to see the goods.
Tomorrow is the epic ‘Super Jocks in Super Jocks’ show in Chicago, IL, so if you’re in the vicinity give it a look-see. I wish I’d had the foresight to plan a trip there, but hopefully this will be an annual event so I can make a proper pilgrimage next year. As previously reported here, this is a benefit for TPAN and Chicago House. Hosted by Bianca Del Rio, it features the stunning hand-crocheted jock-straps of The Crochet Empire, as helmed by Andy Boyer. Works of art in their own right, you should see them when they’re filled out by the collection of hunky studs who will be parading down the runway. The Art of the Jockstrap indeed.
Here are a few promo photos provided by The Crochet Empire for this red-hot event. Tickets can be purchased at http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/1387444
