Friday, February 26, 2010

TGIF! February Farewell

Don't misunderstand me here. I actually enjoyed the month of February, 2010. I experienced snow nudity for the first time in my life. I had a total of eight working days off from my job, with full salary and no charge to my leave balances. I was successful in clearing my desk of any delinquent items due to the snow emergency. Once again, I've made some new nude friends and I purchased a new vehicle. All things considered, it wasn't such a bad month.

It's the Friday before the last weekend in February. I'm at the home of Cuz in the Tidewater area of Virginia. Twin and I arrived here Wednesday night in order to help him prepare for his first party (nude, of course) in his new townhouse. A weekend naked with family and friends. Not such a bad ending to any month of the year.

I feel good about myself and my life. I've survived two months of blogging here (and I'm learning that it's a challenge in more ways than I imagined). I'm mentoring a younger, same gender loving man as he enters our naked culture. I've met someone and we're both mutually attracted to and interested in seeing where we will go with this relationship. I haven't converted him to our naturist/nudist life just yet, but he is at least tolerant and comfortable with my nudity.

So, farewell February! Hello, March and the arrival of Spring! I'm ready to see what new adventures another new, nude month brings!

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Celebrate Winter!

I am absolutely the very last person I ever expected to write those words! This confirmed frigidphobe continues to despise winter and everything cold. Yet, yours truly did type that exact title here. What could possibly cause this lapse in sanity? The fact that in this area, we've had three significant snowstorms since the end of January and I've been bare-assed naked, hanging loose and free in all three! What's more, I'm actually and honestly enjoying the experience of transitioning from naked snow virgin to naked snow veteran. Perhaps, it's the novelty of the situation. Or maybe it's the thrill of being photographed nude while the photographer is clothed (hints of basic exhibitionism here). It could also be the liberation from burdensome winter garments outside in the snow. Whatever the reason, I'm loving it and highly recommend the activity to all.

I haven't taken complete leave of my senses here. I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of Spring and the ability to enjoy nature naturally. I look forward to the upcoming season of nude beaches, nude pool parties, nude hiking, etc. I am all too through with shovelling all this snow and slipping on ice. However, one thing I've noticed about my new nude snow adventures: this year, I haven't sunk into my usual mid-February bout of depression. Maybe snow nudity is the remedy. With the forecast of more snow for tonight and possibly to the weekend, I am certain of one thing. After work tonight, I am headed south for the rest of the week and through the weekend.

Yes, I celebrated winter. I enjoyed my nude winter pastime. Now is the time for a return to both sanity and reality. I need to face the fact: I still hate the cold!

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Guys And Size

Yes, practically all of us do this. We waste entirely too much time and energy concerned about the size of our penis. Like we can really do something about it! True, there are those pumps and some of us shave our pubic hairs thinking that makes it appear larger; however, who are we fooling? If those pumps do anything at all, it is only for a limited amount of time. And shaving, well, it's obvious who does and that is a telltale sign as to why (not to mention the horror of having any sharp object anywhere near my crown jewels). Then there are those magical pills that promise extraordinary dimensions yet only serve to shrink your wallet or amount of available credit. So why do we men (and this isn't just a queer thing, straight and bisexual men do this also) continue to agonize ourselves? Quite simply, because we mistakenly believe that the size makes the man. As if who we are actually is determined by the size of our respective penis. Need I remind any of us (myself included) of the last time we individually thought with our cock and not our brain? Get my point?

I agree with Rebecca Ammion, the author of yesterdays' imported entry, Do You Have Penis Honor? We should all get over it and move on. Why sweat the small stuff (no pun intended)? There's nothing we can do about it. Truthfully, I'd rather be with a man who has honor, integrity, pride, compassion, tolerance, understanding and a thoughtful mind as opposed to the Washington Monument dangling between his legs. After all, it's not the flaccid penis that matters. It's what the erect one does that warrants our attention!

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Treats: Black History Month

Every so often, I'll post a weekend treat here. For no other reason than to celebrate the weekend and to share with you, my same gender loving, naturist/nudist brothers, some images the beauty and diversity of the nude male body. So, sit back and feast on the eye-candy! As February is Black History Month, this initial entry will feature examples of our naked African-American brothers.

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Friday, February 19, 2010

Nude Novice Notes: Preparation

As is true in all cultures, we share our experiences with one another and, more importantly, with those new to naturism/nudism. Within our culture of nakedness, we mentor our novices. We attempt to ease their initial anxiety and increase their comfort as they explore the joys of our same gender loving nude lifestyle.

This past weekend, I met someone who is interested in nudism and has no prior involvment with gay social nudity. I agreed to become his friend/mentor as he started his journey with our culture. After all, it is incumbent upon us veterans to "each one, reach one, teach one." That's what we're all about: both supporting and nurturing each other. No man, regardless of sexual orientation, is an island.

Thinking about mentoring this young man inspired me to create a series of random posts designed for us all, in particular, nude novices. A resource for those who are interested in learning about our naked, same gender loving culture. Please feel free to offer any feedback!

A suggestion before you embark on your first nudist activity. Take several photographs of yourself naked, both frontal and rear. As you contemplate your entrance into social nudism, look at these pictures daily. Get comfortable with your naked image and any physical imperfections you think you have. Keep in mind, whatever the imperfection, it is what makes you unique. Remember, even the most muscular stud has some imperfection. As do we all. This simple little exercise will encourage self-acceptance of your nudity. It also will build self-confidence as you prepare for your new adventure.

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Snow Bunny, Part Two: Busted!

Retro back to the January 30 snowfall: the day that I lost my snow nude virginity. Just as one of my friends prepared to take this picture, I noticed some movement in my peripheral vision and turned my head. Three men and a dog appeared from around the corner! Busted! Caught! Butt-naked in the snow!

At this point, any attempt at a cover-up would have been futile, and, in my humble opinion, more embarrassing than standing there naked. So, I just smiled and nodded. They stopped dead in their tracks and watched. My friends, oblivious to our audience, continued to pass my camera back and forth, taking pictures (their backs were facing our unexpected visitors). The trio of strangers stayed for the entire photo session and didn't make any effort to leave until after I'd gotten dressed. One of them gave me the "thumbs up" gesture as they walked away.

Humiliated? Not in the least. After all, I was already nude in front of my clothed friends. Trust, this wasn't the first time I was the only one naked in a group of textile folks. The threesome plus canine stayed and observed the entire time. Evidently, they enjoyed the view. Who knows? Perhaps they experimented during one of the subsequent snowstorms?

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

My Naked Family

As is true for most of us, my naked family includes my naturist/nudist same gender loving brothers who aren't related to me but I've created into a family unit to supplement my natural family. For some, these artificial families become their actual family. For others, they are an extension or expansion of their own. For almost all of us, they are both real and important. They reflect both ourselves and our souls. They are those we perceive as being most like ourselves.

I am fortunate in that my naked family also includes two members of my own biological family. My identical twin brother (Twin) is, like me, Deaf, gay and nudist. For as long as we both can remember, we've always been shedding our clothes. As is the case in most sets of identical siblings, individually, we are the mirror of the other. The closest description to identify our bond is soulmate, and even that is deficient.

Cuz (that's our nickname for him) is just that, our first cousin on the paternal side of our family. He is nine years younger. We never really became especially close until we saw him at a same gender loving nudist social when he was eighteen and a freshman at my alma mater, Gallaudet University. We're now a trio at family celebrations (although clothed at those), some naturist activities and frequently vacation together.

Are there any other textile-free members of my natural family? None that I'm aware. However, it wouldn't surprise me. After all, the evidence suggests the possibility of a naturist/nudist gene.

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Snow Bunny, Part One: I Did It!

That's right! My "Fantasy Or Nightmare" entry on January 27, became reality on Saturday, January 30. We had a four inch snowfall that day and my two house guests and I went outside to test my courage. I did it! The proof you have right here: me, hanging out (what's left after shrinkage) and bare-assed in the snow! Normally, I have a decent pair of low-hangers but they almost disappeared in the cold. Both my friends took three or four pictures each and I clocked ten minutes completely naked in nineteen degree temperature.

My buddies had no desire to try this, preferring indoor "comfort" nudity instead. Would I ever do this again? Please, allow me to keep that as a personal option, at least, for this moment. However, another major snowfall is projected for this upcoming weekend. Anyone interested in skiing over and volunteering as my photographer?

Yes, there is a forthcoming Part Two entry. After all, I have multiple photos from this date and another part of this experience to share. Courageous or foolish? You decide.

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

National Black HIV/AIDS Awareness Day

This upcoming Sunday, February 7, 2010, is National Black HIV/AIDS Awareness Day. This year marks the tenth anniversary of this event. This observance is a time for different African-American communities to focus on the facts concerning HIV and to dispel myths and stigmas. Indeed, we all would do well take the time to educate someone on this day, regardless of our ethnicity. The theme for the 2010 NBHAAD is: "HIV/AIDS Prevention-A Choice and a Lifestyle!"

In my own job, we are sponsoring a social activity for teens on Saturday evening, February 6, 2010, in anticipation of the Sunday commemoration. This is our fifth year in hosting a teen social for this community mobilization initiative. My staff have become quite creative this year and this may be the best one we've ever held.

To any of you who are participating or engaged in any program in conjunction with National Black HIV/AIDS Awareness Day, I wish you all success. Unfortunately, almost thirty years into this pandemic and we still have the need to educate others and to separate fact from fiction. It's frightening to think that the general population would rather embrace and perpetuate stereotypes and prejudices and ignore realities and truths.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Black Queerstory Month

February of every year is observed as Black History Month, during which we honor the historical achievements of African-Americans. Parallel to this commemoration, we can also celebrate Black Queerstory Month. Queerstory being a combination of "queer" and "history" thus affording us the opportunity to remember the contributions notable persons of African descent have made in our GLBT culture. Thus, we are able to chart our own course here and praise and recall our own same gender loving heroes.

Man Of The Month:

John Amaechi was born on November 26, 1970, in Boston, Massachusetts, (thus creating ties to three continents: Africa, Europe and North America), the oldest child and only son of a Nigerian father and British mother. He grew up in Manchester, UK, being raised by his single mother after his parents divorced. He never touched a basketball until he was sixteen years old and from there, he rocketed into stardom. Proof that dedication, perseverance and self-discipline can and do produce rewards.

He was awarded an athletic scholarship to Penn State University and after graduating from there with a degree in psychology in 1995, was drafted into the NBA. His first pro team was the Cleveland Cavaliers and later included the Orlando Magic and Utah Jazz. At 6'10" tall, his team position was center forward. He was a curiosity within the NBA due to his African-British heritage; a self-identified Black man with distinctly British mannerisms, a novelty in this league. His professional sports career spanned the years from 1995 until his retirement from the game in 2003.

NBA Highlights:

Our Black Queerstory hero holds several distinctions within the National Basketball Association. He was named to the 1999-2000 season NBA All-Interview First Team. During the same season, he was only one of seven undrafted players to start an NBA game. He holds the dual honor of scoring both the first basket in Miami's then-new American Airlines Arena and the first NBA scorer in the new millennium on January 2, 2000. As of now, he is the only subject of the British Crown featured in the NBA Hall of Fame.


Our brother, John, publicly acknowledged that he is gay in an ESPN-TV interview in February, 2007. The first and, to date, the only NBA player, both past and present, to do so. One week later, his memoir, Man In The Middle, was published by ESPN Press. The title became a New York Times bestseller. Surprisingly, his commercial endorsement contracts didn't disappear after this announcement and the NBA, to its' credit, remained supportive. The only two then-current players who offered negative public comments on his disclosure were promptly disciplined. He currently heads his own charity project, the ABC Foundation, to fund centers for Britain's urban youth. He is a worldwide human rights ambassador for Amnesty International.

Nude Note:

On the subject of social nudity, let's not harbor any expectations. I don't think he'll be joining us at naked happy hours anytime soon. In his book, Man In The Middle, our towering giant discusses his extreme modesty. He doesn't even appear shirtless at the beach. However, I do have a remedy for this situation. Just give me two hours alone with him and he'll be dancing in his birthday suit on the rooftop! Give us four hours together and we'll both be dancing naked up there! LOL! Cocky little SOB, aren't I?

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!