For his twist on the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge, Steve Grand gets naked and jumps into the nearest lake. Here’s his Instagram pic of the gratuitous goings-on. Leave it to Mr. Grand to trump us all with nothing but that itsy-bitsy towel. Don’t forget to check out his Hunk of the Day post… and seek out some hidden gems in the archives if you are so delighted.
UPDATE: Here is the video.
I’ve gotten into my birthday suit so many times here already that I’m taking this day off and letting someone else do it. A few someones, in fact, whose bodies are better than mine will ever be. At this age I’ve given up on the six-pack of my twenties. (I’d happily settle for a three pack.) And speaking of three, let’s get down to business with this trio of pics featuring Harry Judd, who has been cheeky enough to be featured here numerous times.
Thanks to the gratuitous male nudity clause inherent in every Attitude cover shoot, Mr. Judd has displayed his wares in fetchingly-fine fashion over the years. Here is further cause for rejoicing, times three:
Let’s continue with Hugh Jackman, whose portrayal of Wolverine in the X-Men series has resulted in a few naked sequences, as seen here in a grainy GIF.
James Franco, who recently did his ALS Ice Bucket Challenge without a pair of pants, has already flashed his flesh here, but it’s always worth another look-see.
Matthew Camp looks cool while keeping it hot. He smells good to boot, which is just as important.
Finally, bringing up the rear is Zac Efron, who has been no stranger to showing off his body in these electronic pages, and here he is again giving a glimpse of those hot buns.
Why wet a suit when no one can see? Continuing this weekend’s gratuitous grab for summer hits, here are a few more naked shots, taken right in my own backyard. While I’ve never been one to sit around and bake in the sun, there are days when it feels right and good to do so, especially with a decent book in hand.
There have been a couple of good summer reads so far – ‘Mr. Owita’s Guide to Gardening’ by Carol Wall, and a non-fictional recounting of the Boston Marathon bombing – and I’m already entranced by Marcus Zusak’s latest ‘I Am the Messenger’. Mr. Zusak wrote one of my favorite reads, ‘The Book Thief’ so when I saw his latest in the bookstore, I giddily grabbed it. Just ten pages in and I was instantly hooked.
It looks to be a quick read, so if you have any ideas on a few more books, I’m always ready to receive.
In the meantime, a few nude pics for those who prefer watching to reading. You know who you are, and why you’re here. (And I couldn’t be more thankful.)
There are those who would argue, and not wholly without merit, that absolutely everything here is an exercise in exhibitionism, but there are other things at work. Well, maybe not today, as this post is nothing but a gratuitous grab at lazy weekend viewers. As promised, I’m taking it easy this summer, as attention turns outside, to a real life at which these photos only hint. Tip of the iceberg…
As if getting naked here a few days ago wasn’t enough, here is one more gratuitous shot of Michael Phelps nude. It’s a lazy summer Sunday, so take a look-see at when Mr. Phelps went bulge-to-bulge with Ryan Lochte, or took a shower in his Speedo, or just removed his clothes and got naked altogether. God save the Olympian.
(Ok, they call it the Body Issue, but it’s really the Naked Issue.) It would seem that there’s not much of a difference between donning a Speedo and donning a birthday suit, but Michael Phelps and his tan lines prove otherwise. The difference is profound, and sexy, and folks looking to see Mr. Phelps in all his glory need only pick up the latest ‘Naked Issue’ of ESPN Magazine. Said source has been supplying images of nude athletes for several years now, including Evan Lysacek, Oguchi Onyewu, Matt Harvey, Giancarlo Stanton, Tomáš Berdych, and the infamous Rob Gronkowski (more than once).
Mr. Phelps is no stranger to baring his body, having appeared on this site several times, notably in the shower and in his Speedo. Never before, however, have we seen Michael Phelps naked – until now. Was it worth the wait? You tell me. I will say this much: tan lines are back.
UPDATE: A better look at Michael Phelps nude.
Since we just featured The Bulge Report, it seems only fair to give a shake to the other end of the action. Here’s a collection of the backsides that have brought such joy to some of you over the years. While there’s a bit of a full-frontal male nudity embargo on this site, the butt has always been all access, all the time. Rear entry has never been denied in these parts…
The posterior of aptly-named Stuart Reardon may be one of the hottest to burn up this site’s stats, so get clicking.
Male model David Gandy provided ample eye candy when he turned around to bump and grind it.
It’s a tossed-salad-toss-up as to which side of Benjamin Godfre is better – the back or the front – so you can decide for yourself..
Todd Sanfield may have a stunning underwear line, but he’s better when baring his backside sans underwear altogether.
Dan Savage’s better half, Terry Miller, may try keeping his booty in a Speedo, but it just barely fits.
The amazing ass of Scott Herman is quite a sight to behold.
Dan Osborne’s been featured here for his bulge, but he’s got an equally-admirable booty, as seen here.
And last but most certainly not least, Harry Judd proved his butt has remained in perfect shape since he first bared it a few years ago.
PS – Who’s going to start a campaign to get David Beckham to show his tush?
Some of you have been waiting a very long time for this, and since it’s spring and I’m feeling generous, let’s just do it and get it over with. Like some pesky albatross of virginity, I’ve actually popped my full-frontal cherry years ago, but most of you weren’t around to witness the explosion. This time around a few more people are watching, so without further ado, here’s the big reveal:
Well, first a little teasing. Beating around the proverbial bush, so to speak…
And now to the full-frontal assault on your senses…
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Wait, you didn’t think it would be my full-frontal shot, did you?
Happy First of April, suckas!
In honor of this Irish-themed day, here we have a collection of red-heads to get your ginger groove going. Gingers have long been a favorite feature here, with the likes of Prince Harry, Sean Patrick Davey, Greg Rutherford, and Ricky Schroeder.
In a new photo exhibition by Thomas Knights, ‘Red Hot,’ the ginger takes pride of place as an object of affection and desire. These photos more than prove that. Happy Ginger Ogling!
If you’ve been coming here for any length of time, you’ve have noticed that there is never any full-frontal male nudity on this site. Mainly because I don’t want this to turn into a porny free-for-all, and full-frontal shots can be found any other number of places. As compensation, however, I have offered ample ass shots – my own and others. For some reason rear nudity is not as frowned-upon as cock shots. It’s a fine line. Very fine. And we each have to draw it where we feel most comfortable. In my own life, I’m pretty free-for-all. For public consumption, however, I put the penis away.
To that end, we focus on the other end. The tight end. The perky end. The happy end. Notable butts featured here have included the following:
Christian Bale and his bounteous maximus on shower display in ‘American Psycho.’ If it takes turning into a psychotic to get a body like that, I don’t ever want to be sane.
Ryan Phillippe has come a long way from his ‘Studio 54’ days, and I’d say his butt has markedly improved.
Another Ryan – Ryan Reynolds – just edges out Mr. Phillippe in the hot ass department.
A whole slew of bottoms stripping in ‘Magic Mike’ – and this beautiful Battle of the Butts. (I’m still partial to Matt Bomer’s epic ass work in that Oscar-robbed film.)
The magnificent backside of Nick Youngquest in all its glory.
Rhymes with man-candy, male model David Gandy.
Royalty, okay? Prince Harry’s fine ass.
For those of us without family or friends on this day, and for those of us who’d rather be away from family and friends on this day, here is a post to distract and take you away from all of that, Calgon bath-style. The anti-climax of Christmas is quick and ruthless, often arriving on the day itself. I remember coming back after Christmas dinner at Suzie’s house as a kid, feeling disappointment that the build-up and lead-in was done in a few short hours, calmed and quieted only by some new toys and gadgets, and the stretch of vacation days ahead, but still bothered that it was all over already. It’s why I’ve come to appreciate the journey rather than the destination, and why, for me, anticipation usually trumps any happy ending. But this is not the time for heavy ruminations like that, I promised a distraction – and an empty and vapid one at that. (What I do best…)
Before next week’s three-part Year in Review, let’s look back at some of the shamelessly salacious skin posts, the ones that featured all that dirty and gratuitous male nudity, the gleefully naked male celebrities, and the shy but shirtless guys as well. What better day for man candy than Christmas?
This post was a Greatest Collection of sorts, Immaculate in its own naked way.
In this one, a look back at one of the greatest battles of the butts of all time.
The great and the gratuitous are on almost full-frontal display here, even if the backdoor is the preferred mode of entry.
Here is an Erection Collection, not so much in the literal sense as a jumping off point of inspiration.
A more recent post chronicled some favorite nude dudes.
And this one is a bunch of nude male celebrities masquerading as something more (but don’t worry, it’s not).
For a Friday, some man candy. The nude male celebrities always get proper notice, as most naked males do here, so let’s take it easy and let the guys take it off. In the following links, you can have a look-see at some of the men who have disrobed on this site, whether in their movies, or racy photo shoots, or in the assumed privacy of their hotel balconies.
First up is the sometimes-frightening intensity of Christian Bale, in his wickedly wonderful turn as Patrick Bateman in ‘American Psycho’. That’s one high maintenance male, and one equally high butt.
Second is Mr. Ryan Reynolds. Enough said.
Royalty, okay? In the fine ginger form of one Prince Harry.
A couple of Olympic athletes went starkers, and there’s something pretty Greek-God-like about Danell Leyva, Epke Zonderland, Evan Lysacek, and Chris Mears.
Athletes were represented in the altogether, and understandably so, as it’s their job to keep physically fit. The impossibly-perfect physiques of Rob Gronkowski, Gareth Thomas, Stuart Reardon, and Matt Harvey.
Currently winning raves for his performance in the ‘Dallas Buyers Club’, Matthew McConaughey looks way better here.
Male models win their place here mostly by default (as posing nude is part of their job), but that doesn’t mean they don’t work for it. Well, whatever, as long as they keep taking their clothes off, like David Gandy, Benjamin Godfre, Alex Minsky, Nick Beyeler, and Garrett Neff.Â
The amazing Ronnie Kroell actually made Playgirl artistic with shots like these.
I wonder if Jamie Dornan will get this naked in his part in ’50 Shades of Grey’.
And… Chris Evans.
Nick Youngquest has already been featured as a Hunk of the Day, not to mention in a previous naked post (nothing gets more notice than a naked male celebrity, unless it’s a naked male sports star). For this post, I tried to top those prior outings, as Mr. Youngquest is no stranger to getting nude for photographs. A man after my own heart. (No, there’s no full frontal male nudity here, but with a bulge like that in underwear that tight, there’s not much left to the imagination, no matter how active.)
Oh, no, not that way. I meant in the front window, and in the back window. You thought something else. You haven’t been coming here long, have you?
Morning at the Boston condo first peeks in through the front windows. The dappled light filters through the trees, then travels across the kitchen table, over the floors and counters, slowly elongating then pulling back. Join me here. Sit at the table. You brew the coffee, I’ll stir in the cream, and you tell me: one lump or two? I’ll have my tea with honey, and we can watch our two cups steaming in the shafts of sunlight. We can be quiet here, begin the day softly, gently. Ease into it. There is no rush or hurry.
A bowl, empty for now, sits on the table, patiently waiting for citrus or nuts. It is waiting to be filled, to be purposeful, to pursue its destiny. Here, in the light of morning, watching the world awaken, we sip from our cups. We don’t yet realize the fortune of the moment.
