A little scary

It was an unusual night for me last night but on a Thursday night I went out to see some live music and had a ball. It was great fun. At first I was thinking I was going to be one of the older people in the crowd and yes, I would definitely have been in the top 20% but was pleasantly surprised at the diversity in the crowd.

One thing happened though that made me a little scared and sad. There were three women in their 20’s next to us and in front of us was a walk way so lots of people were dancing in that walkway while the band were performing. At one point two guys in their late 20’s, maybe 30 or so, came up and inserted themselves in amongst the group, trying to flirt and dance with them. The one girl that was divided from her friends quickly moved back to the other side of the guys and back with her friends. None of them gave the guys any interest. The guys tried this with varying success with different bunches of girls over the next hour.

Sure, they didn’t persist if the women didn’t show interest but they weren’t walking up and saying hi either, instead opting to put their arm around the women and dance. Watching this kind of uninvited predatory behaviour was quite shocking. Sure I knew it went on but I really thought guys would be more intelligent and less creepy especially since all the #metoo movement.

My god women have to put up with some shit in this world. Imagine going out and having to wonder if you’ll make it home safely, every single time.

Slow Week

After nearly 13 years of writing this blog, there are times when I struggle to keep up with blogging 5 times per week. This week is one of those weeks. It doesn’t help that I’m in a bit of an emotional slump at the moment, feeling old and out of shape, unsettled still staying at my sister’s house and still nursing this stupid shoulder injury.

On Saturday I was supposed to go on a hike with the Get Naked Australia group but none of my friends could go and I couldn’t work up the confidence to go along without people I knew there. It’s stupid as I had met some of the gang the first time I went on one of their adventures.

So I’m sorry about the lack of enthralling writing here on Aussielicious this week. Next week I will hopefully switch to excitement mode in the lead up to moving in to the new apartment on Friday.

New habits

Chatting to a friend today we both have a lot of change going on. He’s trying to find some balance in his life after essentially being buried in work all year so far. Apart from seeing him briefly at Mardi Gras time, I haven’t caught up with him all year and that’s been hard.

Over the course of the conversation I realised that I need to use the fresh start of my new living arrangement to foster some new habits. My bedroom is typically quite a bomb site and it frustrates the hell out of me. So once I get set up and work out what storage etc I need and settle in, it’s time to break the habit of leaving things all over the floor.

It’s also time to sort out better eating habits and workout habits. I’m starting to annoy myself with whining about my body and how old I feel and my weight. If I’m not going to do the things I need to change it then I can’t complain about it. Put up or shut up time.

Fingers crossed sorting out my self a bit will lead to some extra confidence and that in turn might lead to an end to this sexual and/or romantic drought.

Gone Bush!

Overcoming body image issues is one of the first hurdles to enjoying being nude for a lot of people. Azza is an Australian guy who has been living in New Zealand for several years and only discovered the joys of getting nude in nature 12-18 months ago. He tells me that he used to be really heavy and overweight but I have to say I’m sceptical. Maybe he was but he certainly isn’t now.

Azza works does some stripping and topless waitering in his spare time with his new found body confidence but it was his cheeky nude pics out in nature that caught my attention on Instagram. As it so happens some of my friends met Azza when they were in New Zealand and when he was visiting town for Mardi Gras I got to meet up with him along with them. We started talking about doing a photo shoot. A couple of months ago he was back in town just before the official start of Winter here and we took off into the National Park for a cheeky early morning shoot.

The lighting conditions were a bit tough but Azza was nude before I even needed him to be. It’s that kind of enthusiasm that I love in a model. He has a real zest for life and a cheeky sense of humour to go with it. All in all it made for a really fun shoot. His shoot is the new download available this week in my online shop along with all the other downloads. To buy Gone Bush and any of the others, click here.

New opportunities!

The new opportunity to ask questions in Instagram Stories has given me some suggestions on where to go in Europe next year. Now that sailing is off the table it has forced me to keep myself open t new opportunities.

Part of the appeal of sailing was covering a bunch of different places without having travel days lugging my luggage around. So what is a good alternative? A camper van! We had the exact same freedom last year in Iceland and it was great fun so I’m thinking ten to 12 days driving myself around Corsica and Sardinia will be fantastic. There are a lot of nudist camp grounds on both islands.

Another Instagram follower through a very unexpected suggestion of Slovenia and after some googling it seems like a beautiful option with some opportunities for adventure. Not sure about nudity though. I messaged a friend who is a travel agent and asked her to find good options on flights because it seems those locations are a bit awkward to get between.

Change of plans?

So, it would appear that my vague plans to sail nude around Sardinia and/or Corsica have been dashed. Saltyboys have released their 2019 calendar and they aren’t doing that trip next year and the Sicily trip which sounds good isn’t until September. I’m going to go crazy if I don’t get a holiday before that. The plan was to go around July next year.

A quick search through the other gay sailing companies tells me they aren’t doing anything like that either. Damn.

So now I need to find a new plan. The original plan, as vague as it was started in Portugal, then to Sardinia/Corsica, over to Sicily, maybe somewhere else in Italy before finishing in the South of France. As is my usual style, I’d love as many opportunities to be nude as possible. I still like the idea of Corsica and Sardinia but obviously I won’t be sailing. I am very much open to other ideas and other areas but I’d like to see places I haven’t seen.

Today on Instagram I had suggestions for Spain, Croatia, Berlin, Iceland and a few other options that I’ve already been to. There was also a couple of interesting ones like Tel Aviv and Sweden. If anyone has some great ideas about nudist friendly beautiful places to see in the world, let me know. I don’t really want to go somewhere like Cap D’Adge but I’ll listen to any good ideas. If you have any, please leave a comment on the facebook post and let me know.

Some people…

One of the models I’ve released a download of threw a huge tantrum at me yesterday. He’s claiming I haven’t done the retouching he requested. I was aware that he wanted more retouching and for nearly two months have been trying to organise a time to catch up and discuss the situation because even though he has his “brand” to think of, so do I. We did photos for him and photos for me. The ones for him I have said he can do what he likes with as far as filters etc which is way more freedom than most photographers give. He wants me to do the same level of face tune etc. which I am refusing because that isn’t what I do. We discussed at the shoot that I don’t do “Hollywood” retouching.

He’s claiming that I am ignoring his requests. Bullshit. As I said, I have sent many messages on Facebook trying to discuss it with him but he hasn’t even read them so he’s the one ignoring things and throwing a tantrum because he’s not getting his way. I don’t care that he’s got nearly 40k followers on Instagram, that doesn’t mean I’m going to do what he says because he says so. He was unprofessional, turning up 45 minutes late to the shoot as well.

My question is, if you want all the photos to look the same, why not use the same photographer over and over again? You work with me to get my style. I’m not here to copy other photographers styles or retouching. The real kicker is that he didn’t pay for the shoot. It was designed to be a mutually beneficial shoot, some for him and some for me. He can get fucked if he thinks I’ll ever recommend him or work with him again. He’s not nearly the famous drawcard he thinks he is and I’m not the only photographer who has had trouble.

I didn’t plan ahead

Putting most of my belongings into storage while I’m between living spaces has proven to be a little challenging at times. It’s all the little things you don’t think about much that prove to be more important than anticipated. I decided not to pack my clippers that I use for my beard and other grooming, thinking I’ll just shave my face with a wet razor for a change. That hasn’t happened.

I also use the clippers for grooming downstairs. Now, I don’t want any lectures about hygiene. I shave my balls in the shower so the clippers only get used to trim my pubes short. Except we are now getting to a stage where I’d like to trim them but the clippers are in storage. On the weekend in preparation for the show, I used a hair removal cream on my legs and I was very tempted to just get rid of all my pubes with that but then changed my mind. Now I’m trying to decide what to do. I can’t exactly use some of my sister’s scissors or anything.

It’s funny how absurd vanity is at times. I’ve got less than three weeks til I’m back in my own space but this weekend I’m going on a hike with a nudist group. It would be my preference to be neatly groomed but that might just not be able to happen.

It’s CAMP!

It had been a few years since I last worked with Tate Ryder and several since I first worked with him. Way back when we did the first shoot he hadn’t discovered his porn alter ego nor the muscles ready to burst out but both were on the not too distant horizon for him.

It was great to get in the studio with Tate again as he is comfortable in front of a camera, knows his angles and how to use them. All of them. Having quite a successful career in porn he doesn’t have a lot of restrictions on what he’ll do and I needed that for this shoot. Originally conceived for the recent issue of QAMA Magazine that was released, now I can share all of the images with you in this new download.

This one as you can see does contain full frontal and erotic imagery and I’m not sure many people can say they’ve had a flower were we put one that day. You’ll have to buy the download to see all of it for yourselves although you get a pretty good indication above.

So this happened!

A while back I wrote that I was going to be performing at the circus school’s first “Adult” show. Sadly I had to pull out of performing due to a shoulder injury but I was still MC of the show. Apparently I have no shame. Getting up in front of an audience in sky high sparkly stilettos, a g-string and a pvc corset was a whole heap of fun. In the shot on the left above I was doing a countdown with the audience to do a slut drop. They made me do it a few times and who am I to disappoint?

We had a great range of acts last night from hula hooping, aerial silks, trapeze, Lyra, acrobatics and even some shibari rope bondage mixed with aerial Lyra. That particular performance had the audience transfixed and completely silent for 15 minutes.

I get much less nervous about strutting out there in heels to MC than I do about performing. When I’ve performed in the past I’ve been almost throwing up before I go on. Next time I really want to do a routine though.


Doing aerial circus classes for 11 years now is something I love but performing is not something that comes naturally to me. This weekend my circus school is having their first adult performance night. It’s always adults performing but the shows are usually very family friendly. We are getting a bit sexier this time.

Unfortunately I’ve had to pull out of actually performing because my shoulder is injured. It was getting worse the more I did circus so the only option was to rest it and not do the show. The nervous, terrified of performing part of me is relieved but I was actually really looking forward to doing this routine.

I am however still hosting and MC’ing the show so I still get to wear an absurd outfit or two and be silly. It’s strange that getting up in front of people and talking doesn’t phase me at all but that’s the way it is.

"Entangled" Dress Rehearsal from Brenton Parry on Vimeo.

Going fast

I’d been dreading coming to live at my sister’s to some extent. As much as I love my sister, her husband and the kids, living in someone else’s house for 5 weeks is not the ideal situation. Thankfully it’s going nice and smoothly and quickly.

It’s already been a week and a half and in 24 days I’ll be moving into the new place around the corner from where I started. I’m not sure how long it will take but once I’m settled there is definitely a nude housewarming with my nudie mates to be had.

My new housemate is a bit of a nudie which is fantastic and I will also have the place to myself a lot so there is a lot of nudity in my future. That isn’t something I’ve been able to enjoy much in the past. Not in the house I’ve just left and definitely not while I’m at my sister’s place.

It’s no surprise

It isn’t something I keep track of so I’m always caught by surprise when I see images from the ESPN Body issue hit the internet. It usually inspires me to go to the site and have a look at the behind the scenes videos and listen to the comments made by the athletes. This year is no different.

One thing that always impresses me is the diversity of the athletes. Greg Norman is in his 60’s and in surprisingly good shape for it. There are a bunch of different athletes from different sports with just as diverse a range of body shapes and sizes.’

This year the American darling of the figure skating world, Adam Rippon is one of the athletes showcased. He made a lot of headlines for being the first openly gay U.S. athlete to be named for the Winter Olympics and then became much better known for his skill on the ice and his sass and cheekiness on social media and in interviews. Sally Field also tried to set him up with her gay son and I believe they were seen out together a few months later.

The thing that is not surprising at all when you see the photos above of Adam is that he has a Damn. Fine. Ass. Those figure skaters are always showcasing some great legs and booty and Adam is no exception. That butt looks rock hard and a lot of fun if I may be so crass. The photos are beautiful too and I’m sure it was fun for him and liberating to skate around nude.

The Lost Boy

Just over a month ago I did my last couple of photo shoots outdoors until the weather starts to warm up again and one of those shoots was with Billy. We’d talked about doing a shoot 2.5 years before but the timing was bad as he was literally a week or so away from jetting off to Japan for work. Thankfully when he was planning a brief stint in Sydney before moving to London, he got in touch and wanted to organise the shoot.

Billy is the complete opposite of the blonde and tanned stereotypical Aussie. He’s very, very pale skinned and has really dark hair but he is absolutely beautiful. He has such an interesting combination of features and at times looks like a baby faced cherub while at others he’s definitely a strong-jawed man.

This shoot was his second nude shoot and the way his pale skin plays off the green bushland is just gorgeous. The shoot was very short and we actually spent a lot longer getting to and from the shoot than the actual shoot. At one point we heard some female hikers walking down the trail towards us but they must have turned left at the bottom instead of right and we never startled them with a nude man.

Billy is the “Lost Boy” in this new download that I’ve released today. It’s available along with all of my other downloads from my online shop. Have a browse and buy a few of them.

Do you have the energy?

There is a philosophy that I believe is true but until this week hadn’t heard a name for it. it’s all come about because of Ariana Grande the tiny little singer who is engaged to some comedian she’s been dating for about 30 minutes. She made a not-so-subtle reference to the size of his dick and now we have the term BDE, or Big Dick Energy.

No, I’m not trying to say that a big dick is like a carbon neutral home that produces it’s own energy. Rather the philosophy goes that you can tell that some guys have a big cock because of the energy they exude. There’s a quiet confidence, cockiness if you will. They don’t need to shout about it or whip it out and show it off (although that would be fine too) because they just have the knowledge that they are packing more than the average guy.

I’ve known a few guys over the years like this and one or two that sure, I’ve never seen it but you can tell that it’s there, safely nestled in some straining underwear.