With the dismal summer that we’ve had here in Sydney now fading into Autum and my weekends booked up with Easter and other committments it looks like I’ll have to plan a surfing safari weekend away for next summer. I’ve said before that I’ve wanted to surf nude for years and I’m determined to do it. Unfortunately there are no nude surf beaches in Sydney, so it does mean a weekend away, what a shame!
Nikias from Esculpta has crafted this beautiful and very handy new version of his cock-ring. It’s a one-size-fits-all model that is adjustable so if you buy it for your boyfriend you know it’s going to fit!
Towleroad this week had a story about researchers finding a gene that inhibits the development of HIV. That is exciting news but the part that really struck me was the following comment from an HIV positive man.
“After being HIV positive for 20 years, I am running out of medication options. KNOW THIS BROTHERS AND SISTERS, HIV is not some “treatable” disease. Yes, one’s life can be extended and made more livable by medications, but those medications come with a financial and metabolic cost. Do not take HIV lightly! THINK LONG AND HARD (pardon the pun) before you make the life-threatening decision to bareback when having sex. There is no way to fully know the effects of HIV or the treatments for it until you are in it and dependent on the treatments to keep you not just healthful, but ALIVE.”
We all know the theory that there are only 6 people forming a link between any two people on the planet. It would appear in the gay world that it’s more like 3 or 4.
There is a phenomenon amongst gay men, and not just isolated within a nation but stretching across the globe, that if you meet someone that you find interesting, you only need ask amongst your friends (three will probably suffice) and you’ll definitely be able to find out at least two important things about him. Of course this can be a blessing but it can also be a curse. The fact that in a city like Sydney they are more than likely to know a few of your friends, you are almost certain to get a couple of contradictory stories. It would be nice sometimes I think, to be able to get to know someone without preconceived ideas or impressions built upon heresay.
At what point do you just resign yourself to being single and somehow overriding a natural instinct to find a partner, no matter how romantically inclined you may be? That point is getting pretty close for me.
I’ve always aspired to the kind of loving relationship that my parents have, 37 years into their marriage. They’ve worked hard to keep it together but from what I can see it’s been worth it. They still walk down the street holding hands, which makes me quietly smile to myself.
My friends say they can’t understand why I can’t find someone and there have been interesting dalliances but for one reason or another they didn’t work out. It’s been nearly 9 years since I came out and met my first boyfriend and nearly 8 since I purged that nutbag from my life. It’s been over 7 years now since I dated anyone seriously and I think that number is only going to grow.
Why do we still crave relationships when our parents generation and current marriage statistics or a mere quick ask around at the local bar would seem to show that long term relationships seem to fall apart as often as they survive? As hopeless as it feels sometimes, including right now, I can’t help myself, it’s a natural instinct for me to want to cuddle up to someone at night, make them a coffee in the morning, grow old and fat with them and watch a million sunsets.
The guys over at Restoring Love had another poll for valentines day and asked some of the gay blogging world to submit their favourite post about love. The readers have voted and Aussielicious got 3rd place! Thanks to everyone who voted for me!
Greg here sent in this pic for the winter challenge. He’s submitted pictures to Aussielicious a long time ago and been kind enough to do it again in obviously chilly circumstances! I’m actually not sure where Greg is, but while it looks cold, it looks very beautiful!
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I tried posting this a few weeks ago but had technical problems with videos at the time. Those of you who’ve been reading the blog for some time might remember I did some travel writing and photography for a soon-to-be-launched gay travel website, QGuide.com. Well it’s up and running.
As part of its launch, QGuide.com is giving away twelve week-long (6 night) stays at Spartacvs Hotel, a Men’s-only exclusive Hotel on the tropical island of Bali, Indonesia. A week’s stay will be given away to two QGuide members every month between March and August 2008.
This is just so sad. I don’t understand the mentality that seems to justify hate, violence and murder because of sexual identity or any other reason.
This year’s mardi gras was built up with so much expectation being the 30th anniversary and I know for a lot of people it certainly didn’t disappoint. It was great to see Olivia Newton-John perform Xanadu but going to the party just reaffirmed that it’s not my thing these days. It was too big and just all a bit much, but it’s always good to see 20,000 people having the time of their life even if it is chemically enhanced.
For me the highlight was the parade. It was just as much fun the second time around but didn’t leave me on as much of a high this year. It was great to see the 78’ers got some good coverage on the news. They were the original surviving marchers from 30 years ago who marched in protest for the rights we take so much for granted today. In 1978 they were arrested, harrassed and their names were printed in the paper causing them to lose family and jobs. Thankfully, because of what they started, we can now march in celebration instead.
This photo intrigues me. There’s a guy out there on a board riding the waves nude, which is something that I’ve always wanted to do but there is a guy in a full length wetsuit which in my experience tends to suggest that the water is cold. Unless of course he’s feeling a bit body conscious and wanted some support.
It makes me wonder what the guy in the wetsuit thought when the nude guy paddled past. I know it’s not uncommon for a few mates to have a bit of a nude surf for a laugh, but imagine being the other guy. I think it should be encouraged.
I’ve just been sent this little highlights package of our efforts in the parade on Saturday night! Hope you enjoy!
My favourite nude beach is under threat and I’m not happy about it. It’s never been an official nude beach but has been accepted as a nude beach long before I started going there nine or ten years ago. Rangers went around a couple of weeks ago warning everyone that fines will be issued soon if they are caught nude on the beach. I’m not sure why the sudden crack down but they threatened it a couple of summers ago but nothing eventuated. I hope this fades away too!