Category Archives: Gratuitous Nudity

New Orleans Scene from ‘The God in Flight’


Andrew’s childhood had been spent in a tall, narrow old house in the French Quarter, a house dressed in iron lace, a house with lines as graceful as those of a willowy woman. The house was even more feminine than most of the houses in that odalisque district, full of silky and velvety textures and fragrant silence… There was an enclosed courtyard where a fountain ran musically amid japonicas, camellias, green frills of ferns. The Persian carpets on the dark floors were very old, their colors muted by age to the dim, coal-lit glow that stained glass can have when you stand outside a church at night. There was a Pleyel piano, a library of scores… The town house was full of big and little pleasures and comforts, as if it thought that everyone within deserved a soft and perfumed lap to lie in… Relax, it seemed to say. Unclench your neck, breathe deep and slow. Read my books. If you’re tired, sleep. Sleep, for that matter, when you want to. Sit on the veranda in the sun and watch the clouds go by.

Winter here was a manageable enemy, held well at bay by a little fire in a toy fireplace like the one in this room… There was also a peculiarly New Orleans detail, an ormolu gilt plant stand that held an ancient and flourishing feather-fern plant. A bookcase with bowed glass doors yielded a cache of French novels and poetry: George Sand, Balzac, Lamartine. Simion had awarded himself the pleasure of drying well before the fire and got into bed in one of Andrew’s old silk robes. He had hung it on the back of a chair before the fire to warm while he bathed and slipped into it with a sigh of delight. Andrew had given him this robe; it was a heavy yet liquid damask silk the color of strong pekoe tea. He brushed his hair and thought how nice it would be to have someone else do the brushing so he could concentrate fully on the pleasant sensations and fell into one of those strange states that came upon him in this house, at once abstracted and relaxed and utterly alert. The mirrors reflected him, still as a picture, hand and brush poised at the end of a stroke. There were lots of mirrors. Three, in fact; the one above the fireplace holding him full-face, the two on the side walls offering his profile. This was how Andrew found him when he knocked on his door and entered, wearing a sherry-colored dressing gown and looking particularly golden and godlike.

“Come, don’t turn away. You let those heartless mirrors see you, now let me.”

~ Laura Argiri, The God in Flight

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Hunk of the Day: Gregory Michael


This is another request for our Hunk of the Day – and this time it’s Gregory Michael from the gay soap opera ‘Dante’s Cove’. I don’t think we had the channel it played on, or if we did I simply had no interest in watching it. (‘Queer As Folk’ was the only gay soap opera I could stomach, and then only a few episodes. You’d think our people would be better at that sort of thing…) Anyway, enjoy these screen caps of Mr. Michael – he reminds me of a cuter, blonder, more-in-shape Levi Johnston. There are worse things to look like. (Though probably not worse people to be.)

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The Amazing Jockstrap Post


While I’m not slipping into a jockstrap this year like I did here, and here, I managed to find a few guys who did, and here they are. They’re not your traditional football-playing jocks, and that’s why I like them.



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Hunk of the Day: Jack Mackenroth


Most readers of this blog are well-aware of Jack Mackenroth, our Hunk of the Day for Super Bowl Sunday – either for his stint on Project Runway, or his HIV activism. Personally, I was only peripherally aware of his modeling work. and the fact that he was a fashion designer. But upon doing a little research, there is much more substance and heart behind the pretty visage, and he’s one of those Renaissance gentlemen who dabbles in quite a bit, and does it all quite well. (He’s also one of the wittiest and most hilarious Tweeters out there – for today’s Super Bowl he wrote, “My brother is having a Super Bowl party with his straight buds so I plan to wink and say “tight end” as often as possible.” Past Tweets include this gem: “Hurling baking soda at Alicia Keys and screaming “This girl is on fire!” didn’t go over well.”)

On a deeper and more important level, he has lived his life openly as an HIV-positive man, challenging any stigmas and obliterating stereotypes. As he puts, it, ”Every time a person with HIV is open about his or her status it helps everyone who is living with the disease…. I am a living testament to what you can accomplish by letting go of shame and being your own advocate.” Congrats to Mr. Mackenroth on being our Hunk of the Day.

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The Exquisite Disdain

Even now, after all those ad campaigns, after all we’ve learned how about bad it really and truly gets, there is the glamour of self-destruction, imperishable, gem-hard, like some cursed ancient talisman that cannot be destroyed by any known means. Still, still, the ones who go down can seem as if they’re more complicatedly, more dangerously, attuned to the sadness and, yes, the impossible grandeur. They’re romantic, goddamn them; we just can’t get it up in quite the same way for the sober and sensible, the dogged achievers, for all the good they do. We don’t adore them with the exquisite disdain we can bring to the addicts and miscreants.
~ Michael Cunningham, By Nightfall

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Naked, Ordinary

“Who isn’t an ordinary person? How horribly presumptuous to want to be anything else. But I have to tell you. I’ve been treated as something special for so long and I’ve tried my hardest to be something special but I’m not, I’m not exceptional, I’m smart enough, but I’m not brilliant and I’m not spiritual or even all that focused. I think I can stand that, but I’m not sure if the people around me can.” ~ Michael Cunningham

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Hunk of the Day: Chris Mears


Move over Tom Daley – way over – as this is Chris Mears, the Hunk of the Day. How we managed to miss this Olympic diver is beyond me, but he’s here now, in all his altogether for the Gay Times’ Naked Issue. (Does anyone really care about any other issues?) Mr. Daley better mind his back, as Mr. Mears is diving headfirst into his spotlight, only he’s taking it one step further by losing the Speedo completely. The gauntlet has been thrown down. We now await the rebuttal from Daley

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Justin Bieber’s Bare Ass – For Real


A recent FaceBook post of mine indicated that I could never bring myself to make Justin Bieber a Hunk of the Day – and I am staying true to my word. So this is not a Hunk of the Day post – it’s sort of a wanna-be Hunk of the Day post, as it features Mr. Bieber mooning the camera. The idiot then went reportedly put it on Instagram, then promptly deleted it. Because, you know, Instagram and things on the Internet are so easily erased and forgotten. For those Beliebers out there – and for those who hate him – here is the butt pic. There’s something in it for everyone. (He is eighteen, right?)

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Hunk of the Day: Will Wikle


In another stunning set of photographs by Edwin Pabon (whom I hope to profile for this site very soon), the Hunk of the Day has been captured in fine form. This is Will Wikle, one of those reality-show graduates that I was unaware of until he started doing some modeling and go-go dancing (how else do you get to know someone?) His recent shoot with Benjamin Godfre is what prompted this renewed interest, and current crowning as today’s Hunk, but as the photo below will attest, it’s his back carriage that put him over.

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Bridging the Hunks


As a segue from our last Hunk of the Day, to our next Hunk of the Day (coming up later this afternoon), I offer a bit of both to bridge the sexy gap.


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Hunk of the Day: Benjamin Godfre


Introducing Benjamin Godfre, the Hunk of the Day. Mr. Godfre is a model, but dabbles in many other things as well, some of which are on their way to his website. I’ve been an admirer of his for a while, impressed by his mellow attitude, fun and carefree style, and his bravery in putting it all out there in photographic essays that are edgy, raw, uninhibited, and challenging. It’s one thing to bare your soul, quite another to bare your body, and there’s no telling which is more difficult on any given day. That’s the kind of photography – and model – I love most. The daring and the baring. The ones that make you squirm every-so-slightly, the ones that make you wonder. They’re also the ones that make you watch, because you never know quite how far they’ll go. It is an exquisite tension, one that results in the beauty seen before you – because that will always be beautiful to me. Nothing great ever came from playing it safe.


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Hunk of the Day: Daniel Goddard

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From the land Down Under, the Hunk of the Day is Daniel Goddard. One of the first places I started to realize that men were more attractive to me than women was on daytime television, particularly the steamy soap operas that had their leading men disrobe more than their leading women. Given that the viewing audience was skewed decidedly toward the female side, it made sense, and I was not one to complain. Mr. Goddard appears on ‘The Young and the Restless’, but might also be familiar from his shirtless work on ‘The Beastmaster’. (How ever did I miss that show?) He’s a popular presence on Twitter as well, and anyone who has a #StopBullying hashtag on his profile is a friend of mine.

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