Get it out and about

This article popped up on my feed today and a few friends shared it. It’s all about the growing trend of people posting nude selfies on Instagram while they are out and about in the world. God knows I’ve done it many times and one of my friends ( has gained a fairly respectable following from doing only that on his instagram account. Technically I believe that it might be in violation of Instagram’s guidelines but they seem to be keeping a sensible respectful view of the situation.

The Free Ranger isn’t the only friend on the list of 50 Instagram accounts featuring booty around the world. There are a couple of other friends, one in the U.S. and one in the U.K. who like me seem to enjoy getting naked in a scenic location and snapping it for posterity.

Just last week a woman I know was spending her last night in Iceland while she is on a world adventure of her own. I didn’t realise she was in the capital city, Reykjavik and not out in the wild. Nor did I realise that it was her last night in Iceland when I dared her to do a nude selfie. Good on her though, she got some bewildered tourist to take her phone while she stripped off in the middle of the street in a very chilly Iceland and have a photo taken. I was so proud. It’s such a liberating thing to do. Hell a good chunk of my friends get up to this sort of thing. Embrace it I say. Life is an adventure after all.

Go and check out the accounts of my mates on Instagram. From left to right, @beatthegrind, @cmcphers, @trottbags, and me, @aussiebrenton.

Escape to the country and naked hot tubbing

Last weekend I went out to my friends’ country property to have a weekend of fresh air and to help Russ build a pergola. The boys are two of my dearest friends and while I’m no construction worker expert it was fun to get out there and help. When I say I’m not a construction worker, I mean I’m more likely to be the construction worker from the Village People than any real builder. Having said that I’ve always liked the smell of sawdust.

Anyone in Sydney or Canberra looking for a weekend getaway I highly recommend Abercrombie Ridge and I dare you to take a nude selfie on the sign out the front like I did. This is not a paid endorsement I promise, I just love the place.

Knowing I was going to be heading out there I decided to vlog the weekend. Of course being new to this vlogging business I forgot to film bits and pieces that I had in my head to include but I’m sure I’ll start to remember it all as I get more practice. If you like it, go to youtube and hit “like” and “subscribe” pretty please. It all helps.

Life’s an adventure, go enjoy it!

Exhausted but romantic

David Alviar, along with Mike Matson and Brian Krauskopf decided for some strange reason to try and row across the Atlantic Ocean. They rowed 3,000 miles from the Canary Islands near Africa, to Antigua in the Carribean. When they got to the end of the row after more than 40 days they had become the first trio to row the Atlantic, therefore permanently entering their names in the history books.

Even though he’d just rowed all those miles stuck on a tiny boat with his two colleagues, David Alviar (on the right in both photos above) got down on bended knee and asked his boyfriend Stanley Lewis, to marry him. I’d say yes too. They are both bloody gorgeous and clearly David is incredibly determined and fit to have completed such an arduous journey. The Caribbean from what I’ve heard doesn’t have a great attitude towards homosexuality so I’m assuming it wasn’t the location that inspired the proposal.

Congratulations to the two guys on their engagement. More romance in the world please! It makes me so happy to see things like this.

Read the full article here.

Not quite far enough

Male strippers have gone so mainstream they have to work harder for their attention these days. This guy has done a pretty impressive job of adding some flair to his routine. It’s a hard act to bring into a theatre full of women screaming as if they’ve never seen a man before but thankfully for us he recorded the effort. For me he hasn’t quite gone far enough. Sure it’s very impressive to take off your clothes while waterskiing barefoot but the piece of clothing he left on was the smallest and possibly easiest to remove. Seems a shame.

The challenge is on

I recently posted that I had been given the opportunity to challenge myself and push my boundaries with an upcoming photo shoot with David, a model I photographed a few months back. David is not a shy guy, having done some porn in the past. As you can see he has a stunning body and gorgeous face.

I have also been asked to submit some photos to a new art e-magazine that a friend is creating and that magazine is not putting any limits on the nature of the content. While aiming to feature painting, photography, writing and drawing the work can be as explicit as the artist wishes. So I had an idea for the project and a model lined up who was willing but he has now changed his mind about going frontal.

That’s where David comes in. In a week and a half David and I will embark on the challenge of creating some erotic images that are still beautiful and creative. I’m hoping that I can achieve that without being distracted by the fact that there will be an erect cock in the situation.

Simple fun

One of the many reasons I don’t hook up a lot through apps like Grindr or Scruff is that so many guys are on drugs and after a long wired session of intense sex and for me that’s a bit too much. Don’t get me wrong. I like anal as much as the next guy but sometimes a nice simple hookup with a wank and a bit of oral is just what you’re after.

What I have learned in my time that things such as jack off clubs are a thing that exist. That would be a lot of fun. Years ago I went to a party that was a jack off party at someone’s house. It was bout 10-12 guys and while there was some oral that happened at the jack off clubs they have a motto of “no lips below the hips”.

A room full of guys jacking off together really appeals to me. Some of the clubs have a mandatory nudity rule which obviously appeals to me too.

Does this appeal to others as well? I’m pretty sure a lot of guys have had a wank with a mate or two in their time, this is just upping the numbers.

Looking back

In recent months I’ve been chatting from time to time with a guy that I met online many many years ago, right back about the time I started blogging. David is a nudist from the US and he was the first ever entrant to my Public Nudity Challenge, the challenge that got my blog noticed in the first place by a lot of people. It was his shot (above) of him taking a break while washing his car in the driveway that he submitted and got the ball rolling with that challenge. The funny thing about that shot is that it was taken not at David’s place, but at the place of a friend he was house sitting for.

David is one of those people who is not concerned about photos being taken when he’s naked on a beach and he’s posed for a few photographers over the years and I keep seeing those photos pop up on Tumblr. It’s always nice to see a familiar face and cock on tumblr. David did a couple of shoots with a boyfriend he was seeing a few years back. The story is that they were in Florida and the photographer took them out to the Everglades and took the photos below. David said even the photographer was nude which weirded me out a little bit. I try and stay professional on shoots but when I thought about it I have stripped off for a swim after a shoot at the nude beach but I don’t think I’d ever do a shoot with models I didn’t know while nude myself.

I asked David if it was weird looking back at photos like this of he and a person who is now his ex. He said that because time has passed he can look back fondly and with a bit of a horny smile at those pictures. They are certainly a good memory to have.

Couldn’t resist

Who knows if it’s inspired by my new found motivation at the gym and feeling a little better about my body again or just because the location and the opportunity collided, but this morning as I left my friend’s country property I thought I’d grab some nude pics on their property sign. I pulled up my car so that I could prop my phone up on the roof and set up the timer ready to go.

What I hadn’t counted on was that when I was on the sign, it looks straight up the road towards oncoming traffic. Thankfully three hours out of Sydney there isn’t much traffic in that part of the world. As I jumped down from taking the last photo though a small truck came towards me so I quickly pulled on my shorts. I was standing behind my car shirtless as the guy went past and I hadn’t noticed earlier that it must have been a rangers car or something as it had reflective visibility markings on the side and lights on the top. He must have seen me getting down from the sign as when he went past he gave the sirens a bit of a blast which made me laugh. I had panicked that maybe he was a cop but I don’t really think they would have done anything as there is no one around to be offended.

My nudity is usually kept to beaches or private areas and not on public roadsides. It was a bit exciting doing it even though it was very low risk.


Off to the country

I’m about to get in my car and drive for three hours south west of Sydney. Some friends of mine have created a beautiful home out in the country that they rent out. This weekend I’m going out to help them put in some posts for a pergola that they are adding. I haven’t been out there in ages because it’s been booked out so much.

It’s not a working farm or anything, just a beautiful place to go and relax, soak up the peace and quiet and catch up with my friends. Sadly work is really busy so I will probably have to go into the office on Sunday afternoon to make a deadline on a project. So I don’t get the full weekend out there but it’s better than nothing. It’s such a beautiful spot.

Check out their website and if you are looking for somewhere for a peaceful retreat, get some friends together and head out there. I highly recommend it.

Now I know this video doesn’t represent the property at all but it has horses in it and that says country so that’s why I chose it.



The other day I posted about my new training regime and the sessions I’m doing with my friend the Personal Trainer. I think I’ve finally found a style of training that really works for me. The workouts he’s giving me are high intensity circuit style of exercises that use the entire body. He focuses very much on functional movement and engaging the core and using all the muscles possible. He works in a style quite regularly that he calls Animal Flow where there are lots of movements that work into each other and I have to say I’m regaining some mobility and flexibility that I was worried was abandoning me.

Today I was walking through the office and I noticed for the first time in a long time that I was engaging my core even just walking around. Slowly but surely I’m feeling a connection with my body coming back and it feels great. I’ve got more energy too which is great.

The workouts are killing me, making me sweat buckets and wearing me out but our goal is to get me feeling better in and about my body in the 9 weeks I have left before I head to Europe. Fingers crossed I’ll feel good and my arse will be back up closer to where it used to be when I’m soaking it in a hot spring in Iceland, steaming it in a sauna in Germany and tanning it on the beach in Greece.

Pietro’s Gymspiration

In a very serendipitous turn of fate, a friend of mine needs a new logo. He’s a personal trainer whose style I really click with. The cost of personal training is not something I’ve ever felt able to justify when I can go to the gym and at least maintain the mediocrity I’m used to by myself. If you have loftier goals and want to rock a serious fitness model body then sure, spring for the trainer but I’d rather spend my money somewhere else.

Talking to my friend the trainer we came across a very happy deal whereby I design his logo and stationery etc and he writes me a program, helps me with motivational exercises and gives me some sessions. To be perfectly honest, he is contributing way more to this scenario than I feel I am. A logo is a pretty big deal for a business though so maybe it is more fair than I give myself credit for. So far I’ve done three of his sessions, two on my own and one with him and they are killer but while they make me sweat like a motherfucker and swear at him under my breath I feel fantastic when I finish them. We have a goal of making me feel better in and about my body by the time I go to Europe in 9.5 weeks.

As my motivation to work hard tomorrow with him here is a lovely little video celebrating the hotness of Pietro Boselli. Why? Why not? He’s bloody gorgoeus and as far as I know seems quite adorable. Update: I’ve fixed my blonde moment and put the video in now.

Seriously messed up!

One of my favourite YouTube channels is that of MarkE Miller and his boyfriend Ethan Hethcote. Like a lot of youtubers lately Mark hasn’t been vlogging as much but I still like it when he does. Last year Mark and Ethan went to a friends house who is a photographer and drag artist and the boys had drag makeup done for the first time. Not only did they look amazing but they had fun doing it. I commented on the video after watching it relatively recently that it looked like a lot of fun and that when I’d done drag for a party I found it almost empowering.

This is where the messed up bit comes in. Some asshole replied to my comment with “You probably think that smearing feces all over your face is “empowering” too.” So that’s when I called him an asshole and a homophobic fool to which he went off asking what the connection was between homophobic and cross dressing. In his mind cross dressing is usually done by straight men and not gay men. Firstly he’s mixing up drag and cross dressing. Two very different things. Then I pointed out that it was his mind that went from empowering drag to smearing feces in your face.

I’m so curious to try and engage him in conversation but you really can’t have a rational conversation with the irrational and let’s face it, the comments section of YouTube is pretty famous for a lack of logic and courtesy. In the meantime, enjoy the video of the boys getting dragged up.

Eggs, Buns and beers

I’m back after four days away with my family and some family friends for our traditional Easter getaway. I’m still to discover why, in non-religious families we celebrate good Friday in the traditional way by eating only seafood and not meat. On the beach on Friday morning all we could smell coming from the cafe next to the beach was bacon and eggs rolls and they smelt so so good.

Our Easters are so much fun with lots of laughs, lots of Easter Eggs and lots of good food alongside people I’ve known my entire life. They are genuinely good for my soul I believe. You really can’t beat quality time spent laughing with people you care about and that’s what this weekend was about.

There are some downsides on a personal level. As the only single person of my generation there it was driven home once again when I was sharing a room with my 14 year old nephew and the family friend’s 10 year old son. It’s not the first time I’ve shared a room with these guys and it’s not a problem but one year it would really be nice to take a partner of my own along.

The coastal town we’ve been going to for several years is full of young families which is nice to see but definitely not my regular world. Having said that it does also mean there are some good quality DILFs around. How do some guys manage to stay so fit while being a father when so many get a dad-bod quick smart?

Is that all it takes?

Given how paranoid most guys are in gym locker rooms about anyone seeing their junk you’d be forgiven for thinking that they go to the beach in neck-to-knee swimwear from an era long gone. You’d be wrong. Apparently all it takes for guys to feel comfortable is a tiny little piece of fabric covering their genitals. Australian’s all around the country are fans of speedo style swimwear. Sure there are guys that wear boardshorts but, especially in Sydney all the guys that live in the gym and get changed under a towel are the same guys wearing the skimpiest, tightest swimwear around. More often than not that same swimwear is designed to emphasise the exact area that they never show.

All of the popular brands seem to have a “pouch” style of swimwear designed to highlight and thrust forward your junk. I get that it makes it appear a bit more impressive than it really may be but it’s not going to turn a 4 incher into a 12 incher is it? Speedo style swimwear and even boardshorts when they are wet really don’t leave a lot to the imagination so it’s amazing that it only takes that little piece of fabric to not only preserve our modesty, barely, but also to give us the confidence to walk down the beach feeling great.

This video from AussieBum a few years ago shows just how non-modest a lot of modern swimwear is. Maybe it’s just the slight bit of tease and hint of what may lie underneath that makes it sexy?

aussieBum – NYLON SWIMWEAR from aussieBum on Vimeo.

The Q&A Vlog

A week or two ago I asked you all to send me questions that I would answer in a vlog. That vlog is now live! There were only a handful of questions and that’s probably a good thing because the video already goes for 10 minutes! If I’d been flooded with questions I might have had to do a mini-series.

Yesterday I realised that I hadn’t been out of the house all day and my housemate would have wondered why I was talking to myself if I’d done the vlog at home so I took myself for a walk down to the local park/football field expecting to be able to mix up the locations a little bit. Little did I know as I set off that there was a football match on yesterday. Oops. So here I am talking about my first forays into nudism and the taboos of erections in art trying to keep an eye out for people walking by.

I hope you enjoy it. If you do, head to my youTube channel and subscribe. Hit the like button on the video over on YouTube too!