I will survive!

Watching Survivor Australia hasn’t been on my radar but I’ve just found myself watching the finale. This year here it was Champions vs Contenders. There were lots of retired successful athletes, an actress, big business CEO and the contenders were mostly “regular” people.

Watching tonight I was sitting there wondering who the very tall, very square shouldered and square jawed hunk of gorgeous was that was on the jury. Turns out he’s the partner of my Aussie model crush, Megan Gale and his name is Shaun Hampson.

I now wish I’d seen more of the season to see him in the challenges not wearing very much because if there is someone that is almost the text book embodiment of my type, it’s him. Holy yes please.

Iconic with a twist

Talent shows serve up a lot of the same, time after time. Yes there are some amazing performers out there but it takes a lot to stand out these days, even for me who gets teary at the drop of a hat when someone does well.

Australia’s Got Talent has been on and off the air over the years with different hosts, different judges and different levels of success. For some reason they dragged it back out of the storage vault again this year with a professional chef as one of the judges. A video I saw today blew me away.

There are iconic songs that you just don’t mess with and “You’re the voice” by John Farnham is one of those to most Australian’s. I even heard it in a German movie many years ago wondering how the hell did this end up in this movie? Today’s video showed me that sometimes it’s just plain awesome to mess with an iconic song.

Mitch Tambo is an Australian Aboriginal singer who has mixed this song up to incorporate native language and done it absolutely spectacularly. What a beautiful voice and a great version of the song.

Do they realise?

Bodybuilding has a reputation of hyper masculinity, tough alpha guys with bodies to die for. But is that the reality?

The bodybuilder look is just too big for my personal tastes. It’s such an exaggerated version of the human body and sure they can lift heavy things up and down but can they actually use their bodies in any practical, athletic way?

That’s not what this post is about though. Do the bodybuilders realise just how homoerotic the sport is? Sure, there are plenty of gay bodybuilders but do the straight guys realise how gay it is? A bunch of guys stand around in a gym paying such close scrutiny to each other’s bodies. The separation of the heads of the deltoids in the shoulder, the abs, the glutes, the whole thing. They are all staring intently at each other’s bodies. Then comes time for competition. The speedos are damn tiny and some guys even go to a g-string these days. See the video below.

Maybe I’m not giving them enough credit and they are actually really evolved and at ease with their masculinity to the point where they can help each other apply the stupidly dark tan stuff for the competition in all the nooks and crannies. Or maybe they just don’t get how super homoerotic it can look.

A bit of bling

Cock rings and piercings have never really been something that turns me on. I’ve worn cock rings but ultimately find them very uncomfortable. There was also the scare the first time I tried one and realised that it (a metal one) was slightly too small and I thought my dick was going to drop off.

While I was on holiday and staying at the gay guesthouse in Portugal, one of the other guests was wearing a ring just around his scrotum. I don’t think he was trying to stretch it but rather just enjoyed the weight of it, from what he told me. It was a very chunky heavy ring that fastened with a magnet.

After chatting to him and his boyfriend I decided to try it on. Remember this was at the bar and next to the pool with a bunch of other naked gay men around. Obviously no one is shy in that situation but it felt quite naughty and exhibitionistic. The guy who owned the ring had spectacularly large low hanging balls. Amazing. The weight of the ring on my scrotum was intriguing and not at all unpleasant. Obviously I’m not going to be going running or horse riding with it on but I think I could enjoy wearing something like that from time to time.

All or nothing

Wandering the nude beaches and nude campgrounds of Europe as I have just done and wish I was still doing, the chance to have a look was not lost on me. I know the “purist” nudies would say that people don’t look but I say they are lying. It would be surprising if even the straight men didn’t compare themselves to all the other guys swinging around.

Not only did I realise that I was pretty much the only circumcised man around but I had the chance to check out the grooming habits that are going on as well. I was quite surprised to find that the vast majority of guys, of all ages, are going the fully smooth option. I am very partial to a smooth guy but the fact that it was such a popular option surprised me.

If guys weren’t doing the completely shaved look they were pretty much doing nothing apart from maybe keeping the balls clean and tidy. Yep it was a full bush or nothing. Even the teenage boys were doing some grooming. There was a German guy about 16 with his family at the second campground and he wasn’t completely smooth but he was very closely trimmed. I didn’t hear about grooming until I was about 26 when my second boyfriend made a comment. He wasn’t critical but looking back he should have been. The poor guy had probably picked a lot of hair out of his teeth.

Post Holiday Blues

It’s pretty much exactly one week since I landed back in Sydney, give or take 30 minutes or so. If I said I had settled back in seamlessly would be a lie. Of course there are no major problems at all it’s just those post holiday blues.

Last week I was lucky enough to come back to nice weather but over the weekend the temperature in Sydney dropped back to wintery temperatures and cold winds which is a bit rude after a month of 30 degrees (86F). Add to that the fact that my work would definitely frown upon me turning up nude even if it was warm and it’s taking some adjusting.

What’s the best way to remedy that holiday come-down? Plan another holiday! Sure, my bank balance cannot cope with another trip for a long time to come, definitely not one of that size anyway. So I’ve been chatting with some mates and we are looking at a two week adventure in just over a year’s time.

I’m going back to my plan of aiming for a domestic adventure in the year between international adventures. All going to plan we are looking at doing a road trip up the West coast of Australia from Perth to Broome. At the minimum it’s looking like three of us and thank goodness, those mates are as prone to running around nude as I am, well nearly.

We’ve got over a year to work out the details but I need this to look forward to.


Before I went to Europe I was lucky enough to photograph a couple of guys who wanted to do a seriously raunchy photo shoot. One of them had to remain anonymous because of a job situation but the other one @_aussielatino didn’t mind. When they pitched the idea to me, they hadn’t yet hooked up but they did soon after and reassured me the chemistry was there.

On the day there was very little direction given by me. We just had to make sure the other model wasn’t identifiable and that I wasn’t reflected in the mirror. To say that this is the most graphic shoot I’ve ever done would be accurate. It’s a little too close to blatant porn for my tastes in terms of where I want my photography to go but I don’t really have a problem with it.

If you want to buy HOOKUP, the full download, click here. It’s definitely worth it. Trying to find images that I can promote it on Instagram with is a challenge!

Another crush

We all know that I’m a sucker for a man I can’t have. A couple of days ago, via a youtube video I discovered a new crush. Celebrity crushes are harmless in my opinion so I’m just going to revel in this one.

Ross Edgley is a British fitness expert and a bit of a lunatic. He’s taken it upon himself to try and push the boundaries of the human body. He’s done a marathon length “run” while pulling a car. He did an Olympic distance “Tree-athlon”, that is a triathlon while carrying a 100lb piece of a tree. Early last year he became the first person to swim around the United Kingdom taking 157 days to do it without setting foot on land. His tongue was falling apart due to the salt water, he was repeatedly stung on the face by jellyfish and took twice as long as they’d initially estimated.

He is definitely not the typical build for a swimmer but that’s what he’s best known for. The body on this man is incredible but the thing that got me hooked was his smile and his enthusiasm for life. I discovered him in this video with Nile Wilson and even though he ripped his hands apart he was just laughing and smiling his enormous big grin.

Check out his Instagram and his Youtube for more smiling and inspiration, as well as that delicious body and amazing skin!

The downside

Coming home to your own bed, your own shower and all your familiar surroundings after an amazing holiday is fantastic. Sure you may want to still be running around on holiday seeing new things but all holidays come to an end.

After landing at 8pm on Tuesday night, I was in bed asleep by 10:00 and had ten hours sleep. My day off yesterday was great. I got all the washing done and did other bits and pieces thinking I was back on track and straight into the routine with a good nights sleep under my belt. Then I went to bed last night.

I briefly woke up just after midnight but managed to go back to sleep for a whole two hours. From about 2:30am I never really got back to sleep so today was a real challenge for my first day back to work. In the past I don’t ever recall having the jet lag that keeps you awake at weird hours of the night. I usually sleep through the night but then hit a wall in the afternoon. Not this time. It was killing me last night.

Tonight I’m going to go to bed relatively early, take a couple of mild sleeping tablets and see if I can get a good night of sleep.

Solar powered

People who aren’t comfortable nude anywhere other than the shower or in bed often ask why I get nude so much. Well firstly, it’s just comfortable. Not everyone enjoys it and I get that but I do.

Secondly I am genuinely happier in the sun. When the weather is gloomy my mood tends to match it a bit. Over Winter I get grumpy more often than when it’s sunny. So it’s become a bit of a joke that I’m solar powered and I believe that I am. I feel better and sexier when I have a tan. Yes, I use sunscreen and I’m not just out there roasting. The statistics of skin cancer in Australia are massive so I’m not reckless about it.

When it comes to being solar powered, I just don’t quite know where my solar panels are so I figure there’s no point in being in the sun if my panels aren’t charging so I get it all out just to be safe. I mean, what if the solar panels are on my butt or my balls? Wouldn’t want to waste the opportunity.

The photos above are from the last half of my trip with photos from left to right taken at, the river next to U Furu nude camping, Corsica, Spiaggia di Piscinas, Sardinia, the river again, the “nude beach” at Cala Gonone, Sardinia, and the pool at La Chiappa nude campground, Corsica.

Are you SLICK?

Last weekend I released a new download called SLICK. Luke was so much fun to work with. He walked in to a backdrop of black plastic and then I put black and silver body paint on him and we got to shooting. Then I added baby oil and he got all slippery and smeared himself up.

I’m really happy with the result of it and Luke goes to show that it’s not just beefcake boys that can look sexy. He and I will definitely be looking to do some more work together soon. Poor brave soul that he is has been doing shoots with other photographers in winter in the water at the beach!

If you want to get SLICK, click here!

Relaxed and energised

It is the tail end of my last non-travel day of this trip. Tomorrow morning I will clean the camper van and re-pack my suitcase ready for a short drive to return the van then head to the airport for the first leg of the trip home.

Today has been the perfect end to the holiday. It was spent on and in the amazing crystal clear water of Cala Gonone in the north east of Sardinia on a boat tour with a group of lovely Italians and Brazilians.

I’m not going to lie. This trip has proven challenging and amazing at times. Thankfully the amazing has outweighed the challenging. There have been lessons learnt on this trip, including pick countries that are next to each other next time and also to remember that time alone can be tough but it can be just as rewarding. 

I have spent over three weeks soaking up a multitude of languages and yes, some are easier to listen to than others. I have barely heard any native English speakers on this trip and that is a great thing. I have soaked up plenty of sunshine. It’s a joke with my friends and I that I’m solar powered. I just haven’t worked out where the solar panel is yet so that’s why I get nude so much, just to make sure it’s charged up.

This trip has provided things for me to blog about for a while. Things that have made me think and funny observations I’ve made along the way. Now it’s time to go have a delicious Sardinian meal and a beer or two

Definitely the minority

After three nights of camping in nudist campgrounds in Corsica this weekend and a few nights in a gay clothing optional guesthouse in Portugal a couple of weeks ago I am definitely in the minority.

Officially a minority means you are outnumbered. I’m not only outnumbered, I’m the sole example of a circumcised male that I’ve seen in Europe this trip. I’m pretty sure all the cocks I saw in the guesthouse in Portugal were uncut. There were definitely no circumcised cocks at the campgrounds.

I must admit I had a bit of foreskin envy. Sure not all foreskins, like penises, are created equal but on the whole I think I’d like one. To me they look like something else to play with. They also visually add some extra length and girth at the tip. Not a bad thing really.

There will be a few posts coming up about nudism, penises and Europe in general. Maybe not until I get back. We’ll see. I’ve really settled into a groove now. If you follow my personal Instagram, you’ll see I’m pretty chilled.

At the suggestion of a friend, here’s my Instagram for those that don’t follow.

Thanks Portugal

To say I had frustrations in Portugal would be an understatement but to say I really enjoyed myself would also be an understatement. Was it my favourite place in the world? No. But I still highly recommend it.

The rest of my time spent in Lisbon was great. Seeing the historical sites, the touristy sites, eating many Pastel De Nata (Portuguese tarts) and walking for miles. It’s a great city.

Getting down to the Algarve was a bit of a nightmare. One train was all booked up so I had to wait four hours for the next one which was then delayed so I missed the connection. All in all a 4 hour change of city ended up being 10 but these things happen.

Staying at a gay clothing optional guesthouse was a good choice. No there were no guests who were my type but I met some lovely guys, two of whom are moving back to Australia soon, and had a very relaxing and often naked couple of days. Heaven! Of course there were also hassles getting back to Lisbon to fly out but I made it and am now safely ensconced and happy in Slovenia!


As a photographer I seem to have a gut reaction to some models. Niko Wirachman is a gorgeous man who lives in London working as a performer. I’d been following him for a couple of years and we’d had a couple of interactions but I didn’t really ever expect to be able to work with him.

A couple of months ago he messaged saying he was going to be in Sydney for less than a week, would I be keen to collaborate. Um, hell yes! So we booked some studio time and made a shoot happen. It’s such a great surprise when a model is not only gorgeous but absolutely one of life’s lovely people.

NIKO is the first of two downloads that came from that shoot and it’s out now! There are some great images in it. If you click here you can buy the full download and enjoy Niko for yourself!