Here’s a few sexy guys to get you through your Sunday..
Sorry I’ve been so quiet lately.. again!!
Life has been a bit busy lately, between work and a whole bunch on different little things popping up.. including watching a mate’s cat while he was away in America for a couple of weeks.
And on top of that, I’ve been away myself in Canada the past week visiting the family.
My sister and I organised it back in August that I’ll come for Canadian Thanksgiving.. and we didn’t tell our parents so I could surprise them.
The surprise went off without a hitch! They had no clue I was coming, and those few that knew didn’t spoil the surprise.
The looks on their faces were priceless when I opened my sister’s door! 😁
It’s been a lovely visit and great to see those I could.. but now it’s time to get ready to head back to London tomorrow night (arriving Friday night).
Let’s just hope I don’t leave it another 4 1/2 years before the next visit. 😄
This is probably the sexiest thing I’ve seen online in a very long time.. Found this as I was perusing Facebook the other night.
Let’s just say, he can come do my ironing any time. Along with all the other household chores.. as long as he stayed naked, of course.😀😉
You are made of LOVE
Re-post Source: How to Remind Yourself You’re Worthy of Love. – GayGuys.com
I used to think I was only worth what society told me I was. When I felt judged I instantly made it personal, dissecting the reasons why and ultimately burying myself in a cave of self-pity. But then something happened.
I realized the world read my value by observing my self-worth. When I felt worthless, the world took it at face value—that’s what they saw and it’s how they associated me. As humans we take a lot of our value from what people think of us, so as a result of their association, we assume their opinion is the truth when in actuality it began with us all along.
Raise our self-worth -> Raise our value.
Sometimes we have to do the work ourselves. We need to define who we are and know how valuable we truly are without needing to look at society. From then on, everything falls into place. It’s a never-ending circle that starts and ends with our own views of ourselves. Here’s how we can start raising our worth:
Remind yourself what it is they (the world) are dealing with. You’re not just anyone. You’re YOU. Stop comparing yourself to other people who might look different, sound different, feel different; the fact that you are original and unique is always going to work in your favor. You aren’t an every day run-of-the-mill kind of guy—you’re special. You got IT.
Give yourself something to accomplish so you’ll feel accomplished once it’s complete. In other words make projects, think of ideas, predict the future for yourself, come up with goals and actually try to achieve them. The simple act of working towards something makes you feel fulfilled, ultimately turning insecurity into pride.
Recognize your good qualities because the second you do, you’ll understand how it’s inspired others all this time. You’ll see that it’s your heart, your soul, and your spirit that make people love you rather than artificial things. Your goodness is your worth. Your goodness defines how valuable you are, and once you see how much you already have inside, (there’s a lot, trust me) resonate in it.
Wake up happy. Before you have another self-deprecating thought, you need to fuel your heart with love. Wake up and be glad that you did. This is your room, this is your bed, this is your life; celebrate it with a smile. Place your mind in front of you rather than behind you, keep it floating on your own assessments instead of letting it sink.
Love yourself the way you love others. Too often we place so much adoration on our loved ones, yet we fail to treat ourselves the same way. We feel it’s selfish to love ourselves equal to loving the world, but trust me when I say if we don’t love ourselves we will never collect enough of it to share.
You deserve to be fulfilled. Yes, YOU deserve to be happy, to have love, to be joyous. You worked your ass off to get where you are today—you might be bruised and you might be shaken, but scars heel. Never think you’re unworthy of good things because you feel guilt or shame to have them. You deserve to be happy because you are here. You’re breathing, you’re living, you’re giving to the world, and you deserve goodness—never give it back.
I’m a bad, bad blogger sometimes..
It’s been almost 2 months – 51 days, to be precise – since my last post of any sort on my poor little neglected blog. And that last post was a filler type (you know, when I’m not writing anything lol) with a few sexy, semi-naked guys showing off their wares.
I know.. you’ve just hated looking at those semi-clad, Adonises in my absence, right? 😉
So where have I been,? Well.. mostly I’ve just been home being a lazy twat during the week trying to catch up on the lost sleep from the weekends.
This has probably been my busiest summer in many many years. Between late June and early August, there wasn’t a weekend where I didn’t already have something planned. And I barely spent a weekend home in my flat in July. LOL
And no.. I wasn’t out being a dirty slag or anything quite so exciting. Dammit.😉
Let’s see.. how do I update you on a summer’s worth of adventures without writing a dozen pages.. I know, everyone loves a list! 🙂
- Last weekend of June – London Pride on the Saturday, then rest of the weekend hung over hahaha
- 1st weekend of July – After arriving back from Rome, I met some friends for a belated birthday party.. then spent the weekend hungover and cat-sitting for my old flatmate.
- 2nd weekend of July – Spent the weekend with a ‘friend’, going to see the new Ab Fab movie, sleeping over, and then driving around the Kent countryside on Sunday.
- 3rd weekend of July – NAKEDFEST!! A naked camping weekend with about 200 other men.. was interesting, but very uncomfortable (note: buy a bigger tent and an air mattress haha)
- 4th weekend of July – My dear friends M&B got married!!! I’ve known them almost 7 years, so was lovely to spend their special day with them.. and drinking with M and his best man until 5 am😮
- 5th weekend of July – M&B’s NAKED Wedding!! They had a 2nd reception for all their naturalist friends, and it was a laugh.. especially the exchanging of the cock-rings hehe
- 1st weekend of August – I actually had a whole weekend in London and was able to catch up with a couple of friends on the Saturday night, before heading to another naked house party Sunday afternoon in West London.
- 2nd weekend of August – Don’t think I did much all weekend other than helping my ‘friend’ with some DIY at his flat on the Sunday and then taking another drive into the Kent countryside.
- 3rd weekend of August – A well-deserved quiet weekend, mostly spent at home. Oh, and more cat-sitting on the Saturday night.
And that brings us to this weekend, the Bank holiday weekend in the UK. I’d originally wanted to go away for the weekend and spend it on a beach somewhere, but I never gotten around to arranging anything.
So instead, last night was a few drinks with some mates in town, with possibility of more of the same tonight, and then tomorrow I am meeting friends to go see the new Pedro Almodóvar film ‘Julieta‘ at the BFI Southbank near Waterloo.
I’m also trying to update my laptop to Office 2013 from 2007, as I’ve started studying to get my Microsoft Office Specialist certification in Excel 2013. I’m already well-versed in the software, so once I’ve gone through the official study guide I’ll be taking the exam (hopefully) in the next month or so.
It’s amazing how quickly this summer has gotten away from me. I haven’t been to a beach since my trip to Rome, and that’s surprising for me! Most summers, I’m usually down in Brighton a couple times (at least) to spend an afternoon sunning on the nude beach.. but I haven’t been once! LOL
I’d considered going this weekend, but sadly the weather has dipped down to the low 20’s and a bit overcast after a super hot week. So definitely not beach weather.
So all in all it’s been a damn good summer, and here’s hoping the upcoming Autumn is just as fun.
Happy belated Pride to everyone, both near and far.
I know this is late for most people, as like in London, Pride celebrations would have taken place last weekend or possibly this weekend depending on where in the world you’re living.
For myself, Pride can sometimes be a bitter-sweet time as it usually falls around or on my birthday, but luckily this time London Pride fell on the weekend before my ‘big’ day.
I had a lovely day celebrating Pride with some friends, watching the parade (from what I could see past the taller people standing in front of me lol) and then drinking the afternoon/evening away at the usual bear bar in Soho.
But this year Pride has a special meaning for me…
That’s right… my own little blog-space has once again been listed as one of the Top 10 UK LGBT Blogs!!!
This listing comes via a marketing and communications provider called Vuelio. Along with their corporate work, they also maintain Top 10 Blog Lists that change weekly.
Vuelio is Europe’s leading provider of software for communications, public affairs and stakeholder engagement. Vuelio offers an unrivalled portfolio of products and services to serve the modern public relations and public affairs professional throughout the UK and Europe.
Here’s the full list:
- Pink Wedding Days
- The Guyliner (I actually follow this blog!!)
- Sarah + Laura
- Pink Therapy Blog
- Indefinite Adventure
- Ramblings of a Supposed Disease Free Mind (that’s’ ME!!)
- Yet Another T-Girl Blog
- Trade Blog
- THE LONDON UNICORN
As amazing as this is (and it’s pretty freakin’ amazing hahaha), this isn’t the first time this has happened…
Two years ago I was placed on this same list, when the blog listings were done via a company called Cision (see previous post HERE) and I was understandably gob-smacked this had happened.
To be honest, I hadn’t noticed the email notification or the Tweet (since I don’t go on Twitter that often). It had only come to my attention when someone had retweeted the posting and it popped up on my mobile notifications.
Admittedly, this all happened a couple weeks ago, just before Pride. I’d meant to post about it but between Pride itself and then my holiday in Rome, it kinda fell to the wayside. Oops.
It’s always amazing to get recognition from other bloggers, but to also get it from an outside source that I’d never submitted my blog to is very humbling. Especially when you take into consideration my sporadic postings over the past year.😉
But whomever compiled the list clearly enjoyed what they had read, and for that I am extremely thankful.
And I’m thankful to all of you who regularly come by to have a read, leave a comment, share a post, or even just give a like to whatever you’ve been reading. It’s thanks to all of you that I’m still here and keep coming back regardless of whatever has been happening in my life.
So.. here’s to another year of my little humble blog (which will be turning 8 years old in the Autumn!!), and to all of you for sticking by me through it all.
This past week to celebrate my birthday, I went on a little trip.. to Rome.
It was the first time I’d been there, or even to Italy, so it was something I was so excited to do. I’d always wanted to tour the ancient ruins of this timeless city, and finally I was getting a chance.
It also helped that a friend of mine lives in the city with his boyfriend, so it gave us a chance to catch up since we hadn’t seen each other in 4 or 5 years since his last trip to London.
I have to say.. as much as I’ve loved my recent beach holidays to Gran Canaria, this trip to Rome definitely took my breathe away. The surreality of standing in the Coliseum, looking out over the ruins on my actual birthday Wednesday kept getting to me.
There I was, just a guy from a small town in Canada, standing in one of the most ancient wonders of the world. It was so breath-taking at times that I had to catch myself bursting from happiness.
I truly loved wandering around the city (even if my feet said otherwise afterwards hahaha), and just seeing what amazing sight was around each corner. The buildings, the streets, the food, and ohmygod.. the men!! LOL
Yeah, I definitely had a terrific trip, and it’s a city I’d love to return to some day, as there was only so much I could see in the 3 days I was there. But at least I got to see most of the major things that were on my list.. even if some of them required me to wait in a 3 hour queue.. Yes, I’m looking at you, Vatican. 😉
Anyway, here are just a handful of snaps I took over the course of my trip. Think I took well over 200 pictures, so I’ve just selected a few of my favourites.
Like many people, I tend to be quite self-conscious when it comes to my body. I was always the chubby or fat kid in school, and have continued to be of a larger size well into my adult years.
I’ve spent many years feeling bad about myself, putting myself down and generally beating myself up emotionally or psychologically whenever I felt I had let myself down regarding my weight. I’ve repeatedly tried to restrict my diet, deny myself the food I’ve always enjoyed eating, and to get more active.
But of course, despite brief periods of weight loss here and there, I’ve continued to watch my weight rise year on year. And my own feelings of self-worth fluctuated about as much as my weight did.
Now don’t get me wrong.. I don’t necessarily eat as if I’m running out of food, or am so inactive that I’m beyond lazy. It’s like anything in life – I know what I need to do, but don’t tend to do it.
I’ve tried several things over the years to help myself to accept my own body image issues, but it’s only been recently that I’ve become more comfortable in my own skin. And just my own skin.
Over the past couple years, I’ve discovered a love of naturalist beaches, especially after my recent trips to Gran Canaria. I found on the beaches there that nobody cared what you looked like, and all shapes and sizes were welcome.
On top of this, a close friend of mine convinced me to join a naturalist social website well over a year ago (Nakedmates.co.uk for those who’re interested lol), but I hadn’t done much with it other than poke around, looking at the guy’s profiles and pictures. And reading about the events some put on, wondering what it would be like to go to one.
Well… all that changed back in April, just before my most recent trip to Gran Canaria. My mate was hosting a small gathering at his flat in town, and I decided to finally take the plunge and attend.
That’s right.. I went to a naked house party. And despite my initial nervousness, I absolutely loved it. It literally was just like any other house party – some laughs, lots of chatting, a bit of flirting, and maybe a bit too much wine haha.
Only difference was that everyone was naked.
The whole ethos of the website is ‘No Clothes. No Attitude’, where members organise parties at their homes, in bars, saunas, and such.
One reason I’d been so so hesitant about these parties was it felt like it was so sexualised. My mate had told me plenty of naughty stories of things that had gone on at these events, and that really isn’t my thing.
But what I found after attending that first party was that it isn’t really like that at all for most of the guys. It’s just a different outlet to meet like-minded guys in a comfortable and non-judgemental clothing-free environment.
Now don’t get me wrong.. there is a sexual aspect to the parties, but only if you choose to engage in it. Most hosts when having parties in their homes will set aside a room away from the social areas for those who want to have a bit of fun. And despite what I might have previously thought, it didn’t turn into full-blown orgies.
At this particular party, I was one of the first to arrive so was already naked when the rest of them arrived. I think that helped me a bit, where I was only initially stripping off in front of a couple of guys instead of 20 or so.😉
Of course, the bottle of wine I’d brought helped me relax. The first half of the bottle went down very quickly. Hahaha
Anyway, the time flew by as I chatted to a gorgeous Danish guy in the kitchen, while some of the other guys drifted in and out of the play room. Neither of us were interested in joining the frolics, so just enjoyed each other’s company.
Well things have sorted progressed since then, as I’ve been to 2 other parties since. Including my mate’s naked birthday party last month… where I met a very sexy farmer from Suffolk.
And the parties continue next month. I’ve agreed to a naked camping weekend up North with over 200 guys from around the country (the sexy farmer promised he’d make it worth my while if I went.. hehe). And then a couple weeks later it’ll be my mate’s naked wedding!
I admit, it’s not a community I ever considered being a part of, but it’s amazing how friendly and inclusive most of the guys are. And it’s great to meet guys from so many different walks of life all because of one shared interest.
The upside to all this is how much more comfortable I’ve been feeling in my own skin, and how I keep looking for new opportunities to spent as much time naked at home as I can.. though usually just in my bedroom or when nobody is home.
What I do know is this is a new adventure for me, and it’s one I’m quite enjoying.
Now to see what happens next.. and whether that sexy farmer will keep his promise when we go camping next month. 😉
Life can be hard when you’re an introvert, especially in the gay community where those pesky sexy extroverts are getting all the guys you’d love to meet. And sometimes it can make an introvert wonder whether they’ll ever get their turn at the big relationship-roundabout.
All too often introverts will try to push themselves to be more outgoing (especially at the prodding from their more extroverted friends) and make themselves seem more ‘interesting’ to try and rope in that hot guy.
Unfortunately that’s always doomed to failure, as you’re truly not being yourself. You’re an introvert and always will be. And here’s why you’re best to just be yourself.. even if some may consider you ‘anti-social’.
Introverts make great listeners.. but hate small talk
Ever notice how some people will fade back while amongst a group of people chatting about the usual mundane things in life. That person, most likely, is an introvert since most find wading through that chitchat almost painful. It’s not always that they don’t have anything to contribute to the conversion, but more that they’d just rather not be bothered.
But start talking about the bigger things in life, be it politics, religious freedoms, immigration, or any other such topics, and the introvert will be more than willing to yak your ear off. Introverts are thinkers, and are able to fully form opinions about a variety of important topics.
Crowds – love ’em & hate ’em
A lot of introverts have issues being in big crowds of people, be it at some packed club or at some huge house party. They love being included, but sometimes have to fight their anxieties to jump into the middle of things.
But don’t think the introvert isn’t capable of having fun, because they’ll do their best to enjoy themselves and dance the night away. It just may be that they’ll keep themselves to the outskirts of the main festivities instead of being in the thick of things.
Oh, and their idea of a truly good time? Chilling in a cool pub with a few good mates, where they can talk without having to shout at each other.
Truly personal connections are special
A lot of people just write introverts off as being anti-social, which couldn’t be farther from the truth. The reality is they sometimes have difficulty allowing themselves to open up to others, especially those who they’ve just met.
And it’s more than just a trust issue. Introverts instinctively can tell who they can show their vulnerable side to, and who they can just laugh with without revealing too much of themselves. And when an introvert does open themselves up to someone, then that means they see that person as special and precious to them.
Huge flirt vs just being friendly
As much as introverts protest, everyone always thinks they’re a massive flirt because they’re not ones to hide behind a façade. They’re the most authentic and genuine people you’ll ever meet, and they’ll always be the ones to tell you how it is without any double entendres. But yet your boyfriend will always drag you away from an introvert in a fit of jealousy.
Quality over quantity
Most introverts have an innate ability to smell the bullshit being spewed around them, and because of that, they’re probably the best people to go to for some quality, no-nonsense advise about most anything. A lot of them can tell when something has been done to a sub-par standard, and are quite adept at telling the fakers from those being genuine.
Man of mystery
In this day and age of over-sharing (online or in person), introverts are seen as being closed off from others and having an air of mystery about them. A lot of this has to do with an introvert’s unavoidable requirement of being self-sufficient or independent from those around them, even if it makes people think they’re just being a ‘loner’. It all adds to their inexplicable appeal.
Introverts aren’t the best at selling themselves, usually allowing for their work to speak for itself when it comes to their work life. As for their personal life, they’re more likely to give a generic ‘I’m alright’ when asked how they’re doing, instead of spilling whatever drama they’re going through at the time.
They’d rather watch Netflix
Introverts aren’t that great at coming up with those witty Facebook statuses we all love to ‘Like’, though do come up with a few zingers from time to time. Instead they’d much rather chill out, watch a movie, catch that new documentary, or have one of their famous Netflix marathons.
They’re regularly friend-zoned
Because introverts are great at listening and being there for their friends and family, they regularly get placed in the proverbial friend box. And this is usually despite all their moaning they just want to find a ‘nice guy’, despite the fact that you’re right there ready for the plucking with a massive crush.
Time causes panic
As introverts get older, they start to realise that they’ve spent hardly anytime socialising or spending it with their friends or family. And because they tend to over-think things, they’ll start wondering all sorts of things about their lives – Will I ever find a husband? Where did all my friends go? How’d did I lose touch all these people? Do I even care anymore?
All in all, introverts are loving and amazing people who just need those around them to realise how fantastic they are, and make a bit of effort to crack that closed-off exterior.
This article is inspired by –> 10 Signs You’re Actually a Gay Introvert (Even Though You Try Not to Be) – GayGuys.com