Holy shit.
Yes, Tom Daley, as he explains in this intimate and moving video, is dating a guy.
Though he says he still fancies girls, he had found a guy who makes him feel “so happy, and safe, and everything just feels great”.
That’s love.
“Right now I’m dating a guy, and I couldn’t be happier.” ~ Tom Daley
There are lots of questions left – is he gay? – but for now, I say congrats, and wish him well.
Last year we had the Summer Olympics and that parade of Speedos to keep us entertained in the month of August. This year all we have is Tom Daley, and a few brief appearances by Ryan Lochte. So rather than bemoaning the lack of Olympic-caliber skin, let’s revisit some of those classic Speedo moments.
Before Tom Daley was even a glimpse in someone’s eye, there was Michael Phelps. His long lean torso dazzled at the past three Olympic games, and he even showered in his Speedo.
Alongside Mr. Phelps was the slightly more handsome, if less rewarded, Ryan Lochte. One of the favorite posts ever was this one, featuring Mr. Lochte pulling his already-low-slung swimsuit down even further. Even when he went to Las Vegas, he stripped to a skimpy white Speedo, forgoing the dull board shorts that other straight guys favor.
The gay Olympians were represented by Matthew Mitcham, who donned his Speedo while diving for the gold. He looked just as good in his funky trunks, and got to hug Tom Daley in this amazing shot of double-Speedo hotness.
As mentioned, the reigning Speedo-clad stud is Tom Daley. He was first featured here in July of last year, but has since come up in the ranks to be a featured performer, with a category all his own. Whether it’s his butt or his bulge that captivates you, Daley delivers on all fronts, even selling books in his Speedo. He was crowned the Hunk of the Day not once, but twice. As one of the younger guys featured on this site, all I can say is this: baby got back.
We’re accustomed to seeing Tom Daley in his barely-there Speedos, so an underwear shot – in boxer-briefs no less – should come as no big thrill. But when a Speedo is your work-wear, an underwear shot is somehow more sexy, more sensual, more privately erotic. For those who have come to appreciate Mr. Daley, this one’s for you. (Personally, he’s still a bit too young.) These are reportedly from his 2014 calendar. The cover shot is a bit too precious for my liking, am I wrong?
Because it’s the first day of the last full month of summer, and it’s gone by too fast, here’s a little something to give us all pause: Tom Daley in his Speedo. Talk about your Thoroughly Thoroughbred moments. Breed me indeed me. When I started this website ten years ago, I never thought ‘Tom Daley’ would be one of its main categories. Mostly because he wasn’t even born then…
Because a day without Tom Daley and his bulge is like a day without sunshine. Gratuitous much? And since today just happens to be lacking in the sunshine department, here are a few nearly naked shots of Mr. Daley, our favorite Olympian, clad barely in a Speedo, and ripping it up off the diving board. Forget David Beckham and Ben Cohen, when is Tom Daley going to get an underwear contract? (Or better yet, lose the clothing altogether?)
Because when your Speedo’s slung so low, and your butt sticks out so perkily, there’s only so much you can hide from the world. I doubt anyone is complaining either, so here is Tom Daley in all his almost-altogether glory. Given the average swimmer/diver build, I’m surprised we haven’t started taking chlorine pills. Though this isn’t a Summer Olympics year, they should still be practicing – thank God.
Because it’s Monday.
Because it’s always a good time for a gratuitous photo of Tom Daley in a Speedo.
Because Tom Daley looks good showing off his bulge, his arm pits, and his torso.
It’s probably not whom I would think at first. If it was a question of a Speedo, hands down the safe money would be on Tom Daley. But if it came to underwear, I’d bet on David Beckham. This is a pleasant switch-around, with Daley donning his Calvins, and Beckham in a pair of tight trousers. I’m not sure who wears what better, so we’ll call it a British draw. It’a Sunday. I’m tired. Do the math.
It’s been at least one hot minute since Tom Daley showed up here in a Speedo, and that’s one minute too many. Here he is, bulging out with all that centrifugal force, and you see now why science is our friend. At any rate, it’s nice to be reminded of this past summer, and the ones yet to come. After all the snow, it’s a nice respite.
While he’s already been a Hunk of the Day, Tom Daley deserves mention again here, as he continues his penchant for parading around in nothing but a Speedo, and I’m not about to stand in his way.
We must interrupt this day of male models for the shot below of Tom Daley holding up a sprig of mistletoe and inviting the viewer to… okay, I can’t. Is this bitch even legal? (Yes, he is.) Anyway, he one of the favorites here, so in the spirit of Christmas, I present Mr. Daley in these three holiday poses.
While not technically a Hunk of the Day post, this will take the place of that feature for tonight, as Tom Daley has already been named as such here, and it’s a still a little too soon for a repeat. In this post he is stripping into a Speedo for the umpteenth time, as is his wont, for some charity or do-good event or blah, blah, blah. Even when not swimming, a Speedo appears to be his outfit of choice (like when he’s hawking books). Not that anyone is complaining, mind you, and if this is how he bulges into our lives post-Olympic-glory, more power to him.
Just in case the Hunk of the Day wasn’t enough, I offer you this trio of GIFs of Tom Daley taking his shirt off while getting showered with water. Hey, haven’t we all been caught by the shower when our shirts were still on? Saves on the laundry work. Not that I do the laundry work, but someone does at some point, so consider this my new method of contributing to the household duties while saving the environment. Never let it be said that I didn’t do my part. And never let it be said that Mr. Daley didn’t do his. Sometimes taking your shirt off is contribution enough. I totally just forgot what we were talking about. Sorry, this post was created when I was delirious with a fever of some sort. Did somebody say ‘Fever‘? It always comes back to Madonna. Are you Linked Out? Or are you LinkedIn? Or are you LinkSys? Or is this ‘The Legend of Zelda’?
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It was a summer of the hawks.
It was a summer that started with something that shook me to the core – something from which I never did fully bounce back – and so it was shaded a little more dimly than usual, even if the sun was at its hottest and most consistently spectacular. That something was my service as a juror – and the life-altering tale of my jury duty.
It was the summer that was almost saved by a Madonna song.
It was the summer of the Speedo – as the Olympics reigned and took my mind off other things. Thank you Tom Daley, Michael Phelps, Matthew Mitcham, Ryan Lochte, Sam Mikulak, Danell Leyva, and the wonderfully naked Epke Zonderland. (And let’s not forget that Olympic boner.)
It was the summer I left the Romaine Brooks Gallery after four years as Gallery manager.
It was the summer Prince Harry got shirtless – and then went completely starkers in Las Vegas.
It was the summer of a birthday weekend that began in Boston and ended in Provincetown, a summer that was somehow rescued by my very first whale watch.
It was the summer that found the first – and most major – phase of our website update.
It was the summer that Madonna gang-banged her way around the world with her MDNA Tour – bringing to mind my first piece of Madonna from 1990.
It was a summer that set us up perfectly for Fall – as they all seem to do – a summer that ended with the reflection on nine years of summers on this website. The end of summer is not the end of the world. There are good things to come.
While this probably wouldn’t be my first choice of attire in selling my first autobiography, I suppose you work your strongest assets when you’re hawking a book. In this case, Tom Daley is working that Speedo like a bitch in heat. (This gratuitous post is a reminder of our Summer Olympics – the posts of which I’ll try to repopulate if ever I find a spare minute.)
