Aussielicious

God I am a total sucker for a promotion, especially when it involves a DVD full of pervy footage of Aussiebum models. Aussiebum are currently GIVING away a free DVD “The Adventure Continues” with every purchase, while stocks last of course. So what do I do? Do I look at my overflowing underwear and swimwear drawers and go “I don’t need anything else”? NO! I jumped online and ordered a pair of mesh undies (Turn AROUND Andreas!!!) and a pair of classic swimming costumes. I barely ever even wear swimwear. But having said that, there with be a hot pervy DVD in my letterbox in a day or two.

Yesterday morning (Sunday) I packed up and left my parents place fairly early, around 9.30 or so and headed back up north. I didn’t go all the way through to Sydney but went up the beautiful coast road and stopped just near the south entrance to the Royal National Park. It’s a steep 20 minute walk down the hill to the lovely Werrong nude beach, which is fine on the way down but a bit of a bitch to get back up after relaxing in the sunshine all day.

I figured that since I was there at 10 am starting my walk, no one would be finishing their beach visit that early with such a hike, most people go for at least a few hours. So, I stripped off once I got past the sign that says nude beach ahead, as there is no other option on that trail and anyone going there would be nudies. Almost straight away I noticed a straight couple coming up the hill. I don’t like making anyone uncomfortable so I put my shorts on quickly. As soon as they were out of sight, off came the shorts again. It was so nice on such a warm day to hike down the trail completely naked apart from shoes. I wasn’t brave enough to walk back up nude though. I have done it once before but it was a very overcast day and didn’t think anyone would be coming down.

In my search for somewhere to go for a naked week of total relaxation, I came across Revelwood Retreat in Byron Bay. Readers of the blog will know that I went to Byron for the first time earlier in the year and loved it. Revelwood is set on a large property with a creek running through it which in January, they are letting people camp there as a recovery deal after Tropical Fruits for NYE.

To me it looks like the perfect place to go to unwind, take my camera, hardly any clothes and just laze by the pool, explore the countryside and swim in the creek, all clothing optional of course.

Garet and Dusty have just put together another video. I have to say, without knowing them personally, these guys just have such a vibe of good about them. I am seriously hoping to catch up with the boys next year, possibly at burning man.

They are currently taking donations towards saving the wilderness in their area. Anyone that donates can get prints of some of their photos or if you donate $100, you can get a Scenic Boys book! So head to their blog and donate from there.

ScenicBoys: Glacier View Wilderness from scenicboys on Vimeo.

After watching Chop Suey by Bruce Weber, the idea of doing a similar project, or building a large body of photographic work around one person really appeals. I’ve seen it done with a couple of other photographer and model combinations and the level of trust and creativity just builds beautifully.

The question is, do you go finding a muse, or does a muse find you? Maybe it’s one of those things you just need to open yourself up to happening and let the universe put the two of you together. I’m open and ready!

Recently I proposed to a friend that we should start our own monastery. There is a theory behind such a move, even though I’ve loudly proclaimed my stand against organised religion. The theory began with the thought that I am not a wealthy man, probably not technically ruled by poverty, but far from loaded. I’m also a man who isn’t far from celibate most of the time. So I figured living a blissful, peaceful existence somewhere wouldn’t be much of a stretch.

And don’t panic faithful readers, this would be a very forward monastery. Internet access allowed.

We are going to build our men only, gay-or-at-least-curious monastery in the hinterlands of the Queensland Sunshine Coast. The reason behind that move is that the robes are lightweight and will be entirely optional. In fact nudity will be encouraged, for it’s purity of course. The robes will also be blue. God knows orange does NOTHING for my complexion at all and blue brings out my eyes! If anyone asks it’s because we are representing the beautiful sky that will shine down on us, or something like that anyway.

Our rituals are all yet to be fully fleshed out, but they shall include communal bathing every day in the stream that meanders beautifully through our property with thermal springs keeping the water at a perfect temperature all year round. There may or may not be an initiation ceremony. We kinda got stuck on the naked men bathing communally.

It’s long accepted that there is a man-drought in Sydney. People that want to date, can never find a man. The straight girls think all the men are gay, the gay men think all the men are straight and both camps agree that all the good ones are taken.

Never fear, being the detective that I am, I’ve gotten to the bottom of this dilemma and hopefully now we’ll come up with some preventative measures or perhaps legislation to combat the problem.

The lesbians are stealing the men. I hear the sceptics and nay-sayers from here all tut-tutting this absurd theory, but it’s true! Two of the lesbians I know are both currently shagging men, one of them making a detour to sample some pre-op tranny cock on the way to her current male shag. The other one is even now calling her shag “boyfriend”. I think it’s outrageous! There’s barely enough cock to go around all the people that really like it as it is, let alone with these part-timers and wannabe’s squatting on valuable real estate.

How would they feel if we started snatching up all the vaginas, so to speak? They’d be disgusted and you wouldn’t walk outside for fear of a carefully aimed birkenstock hitting you in the head, thrown from a passing motorbike!

Please note: all stories contained within are true, moral outrage is highly sarcastic. At least someone’s getting some cock.

Recently I heard of a resort in Bali called Bali Au Naturel. A gay clothing optional resort that sounds really reasonably priced! I floated the idea of some time off to my manager today in January and it wasn’t a resounding no but I’ll have to see what happens. The resort runs partnership with another gay clothing optional resort and spa so from what I understand you can split your time over the two resorts.

I have to admit that Bali hasn’t held a lot of appeal for me, especially since the bombings and targeting of Aussies but some of the more militant religious groups, but the idea of a nude holiday does sound very nice! Does anyone know what the weather is like in Bali in January? If any readers have much experience of Bali, please comment!

My flatmate has decided to go away this coming weekend. I only found out late last week as it’s a bit of an impromptu thing so I tried to organise a rushed nude gathering but given the proximity to Christmas everyone is a bit busy and can’t make it. Oh well. I’ll get some nude time around the house!

Yesterday I hit the nude beach for a couple of hours which was nice. Not perfect conditions but nice and warm so that was nice. In the afternoon I realised that my life does throw up some interesting opportunities from time to time.

I’ve known photographer Paul Freeman socially for several years now and bump into him from time to time. Late last week I had a call from him asking if I was available to pose for a new ACON (Aids Council of NSW) Campaign. So yesterday afternoon I found myself naked, entwined with two other guys pretending to have sex (sort of).

One of the other guys though, was a straight guy that Paul knew. How a straight guy ends up doing a shoot like that I’ll never know but man did he carry on. He had a taped on modesty patch just in case his cock touched another man, got really weirded out if someone else’s cock got too close to him and threw the phrase “I’m straight” into every second sentence, all of which were about him. It was quite a fun afternoon though.

On Friday night I went over to a friend’s place for a BBQ and to watch the Bruce Weber DVD Box set I gave him. We watched Chop Suey which is a documentary about the making (kinda) of the book of the same name. Bruce Weber had a muse called Peter Johnson that he followed around through wrestling matches, introduced to famous people and staged amazing photoshoots like naked on a beach with an elephant.

So when I came home on Friday night, I jumped online and bought myself Chop Suey, the book. It’s out of print and is kinda collectable so it cost me $185 which my flatmate thinks is ridiculous. But as I pointed out to him, I wouldn’t pay $300 on a lamp at this stage in my life. Now I just have to wait for the damn book to arrive. If any rich lovers of my blog are feeling ridiculously generous, “Bear Pond” is on my wish list too!

In a stark contrast to each other I know two guys that are getting into modelling, but for very different reasons. I have shot one of the guys twice now and his mission is to get on the cover of DNA magazine. Now don’t get me wrong, he’s a nice guy but if I’m perfectly blunt, he’s never going to be on the cover. He’s not an ugly guy by any stretch but it’s a very small percentage of people hot enough to be on the cover of a magazine.

Why does he want this so bad? He wants to fit in and be one of the “A-gays” and thinks that being on the cover of DNA and being a model will get him there. Maybe for a small percentage it will help but his real friends already like him the way he is but to him, this goal will resolve any insecurities he has, which are many.

The other guy, I haven’t shot yet. I met him a couple of years ago as part of my mardi gras float. This guy is one of the guys that was on the fold-out cover of DNA’s 100th issue and is a good looking guy with a ripped and defined body. He is thinking of dabbling in modelling to get some extra cash while he’s studying. He’s really humble and maybe as insecure, but it’s manifesting itself in a very different way. He’s not sure he photographs very well but after double checking his DNA cover I can attest he does quite nicely and he was the only real lifesaver on that cover.

The two cases highlight just how different self-perception can be and even if it’s the same, the vastly different ways it can manifest itself. I wish them both all the success in the world, but I know which photoshoot I’ll enjoy more!

All you leather and “gear” boys in Sydney, a new monthly night is here! “Dog Tags” is launching tomorrow night at Saddle Bar. From 8 til 11pm the Sydney Leather Pride Association is reinventing their former Beer Bust nights. It’s free entry so get down to 85 Oxford Street and start your weekend with some hot burly men!

How did I miss this? Last saturday on Bondi Beach another flash mob surprised and entertained audiences with an “Impromptu” performance! Love it.