Something new

I like to wear nice underwear. I also tend to wear the old crappy blue jocks when I get down that low in my draw - but still there are days when i just like to slip into something nice. Whether they are of a particular colour or style that feels good on, or maybe they enhance or position my bits in such a way that makes me look good, feel good. I am not sure what it is but ai really do like it.

I like to feel sexy and bold, to walk out of the house stand tall and just know that under these clothes I am wearing something a that maybe is a little naughty, brash, or that feels really nice.

With all these thoughts in mind I bought something new and it arrive today, nothing wild nothing crazy just some new underwear, but they feel so good and I felt so sexy trying them on for my partner. I got rather excited!

The pic is the style and colour - Aussie Bum are just so great to wear. I find it hard not to be hard with them on.

Beginings

Below is the first edit of the start of the story about the last the posts picture - I wish to explore the world of the nudie run and the streaker - take a different veiw and explore the feelings behind what it means to expose yourself to others. Be the only naked person in a room, or even to be singled out in a crowd of nudes. What do you feel, how do you react and why it feels like that.



Michael called us all together; he was always the leader always the one we followed. I do not mean that in the puppy dog kind of way, he just had that glint in his eye, that smile that you knew no matter what – what ever he said next would end up being fun for us. I suppose he had that leader quality that makes men run over trenches towards the enemy machine gun – just because he asked them to, because he believes in them.

This was one of those times.

‘Well boys’ Michael began ‘it’s time we lost these and went out to face our fate’. With that he slipped a thumb into the front of his speedo’s waist band and pulled them down. I remember thinking if he is doing this then so can I. I think most of the others in the team had the same thoughts, because soon enough there was a squad of boys all naked with big grins on their faces.

I suppose we ended up in this situation because we trusted Michael, we believed that we would win the bet. Alas in all contests it was the best side on the day, and the girls won the most medals at the regional swim meet. You see Michael and Terri are going out and I suppose it might have been Michael’s big mouth or Terri’s teasing but either way we ended up in a competition with the girls’ squad to see who would get the most medals at the meet. The loser, being us in this case, would do one whole training session nude while the other team wore their suits as usual.

I could have been angry because of the bet, I could have been scared ( and I probably was – I think most of us where, even the girls) but is was also an adventure and I suppose it sparked in me something that I latter got the realise about myself and my feelings. I took pride that we all walked out of the change rooms together, a united front. Michael the gallant leader took point and grin in place stepped out into the gawking girls.

Story - Some kind of Fantasy

I have been thinking about a post from another blog, Jared's Completely Naked,hte post is called CFNM (Clothed Female Naked Male. These pictures have inspired a story in my head - somekind of fantasy of a teenage life I never had.

Once I finish the story I'll post it here - have a look at the pics and see what is does for you.

Dalim

Eating dinning the whole Shebang

Went out last night with Anj to a great little resturant in the coastal town of Huskinsson, Kiosk. Danni, girlfriend of Glenn Co-Chef from another great local resturant Pavilion (where I also do the odd Wait shift) has recently started as the weekend night chef. The general layout of Kiosk is Cafe, which is the main business that it does. Simple tables, a great bench seat on one wall but the atmosphere is one of casual relaxed friendly eating. Danni who has worked in some of Sydney's best resturants is a fabulous chef who takes the small kitchen, the cramped tight conditions and makes us a wonderful meal.

It was going to be a 6 course degestation meal, with sea food being the main drive, but due to apparent lack of numbers (there were only 3 empty tables ??) the menu was changed at the last minute to a 2 choice three course.

Anj and I decided to order each dish and share (as evenly as possible). So for Entree we had a warm lamb salad and seared scallops in a sweet corn soup. The lamb was cooked brilliantly with all the flavours and richnes captured within, the salad was crisp and matched well with the meat. A great start to the meal. As for the scallops - words cannot even try to describe the mouth watering tenderness cooked just righ so that the middle of the scallop was at that just cooked point and the outside crisp and seared perfect. The sweet corn soup I could have drunk by the bowlfuls - De-Lish!

For mains we had Salmon with a basil risotto. The salmon was beautiful and pink with a such sweet flesh you know it was fresh as fresh can be. Danni had coated the skin with a salt mixture so that when eaten with the sweet flesh it was an explosion of tasted in your mouth. By adding the risotto to the combination, again the salty tastes and basil with a fair bit of dill and fenel (which always goes well with fish like a salmon) it was trully an awe inspiring dish! The alternative was pork belly, which came with a dauphin of potato (thin slices of potato layered with cheese and cream me thinks! then baked) a rich sweet apple sauce and two wedges of candied baked apples. The pork belly had crackling skin with the sweet tender meat beneth, one of my favourite dishes was pushed to new highs, the rich potato, sweet sauce and apples with the tender almost illegally good pork I was feeling like NOT sharing this dish and missing the salmon! In the end I had to give it up and swap for the taste of the salmon - it still wins my award as the best dish of the night, biased though I am!

Dessert was a slight let down, the Christmas pudding was great and the anglaise sauce briliant the orange cake was not was I was looking for after such a good meal. A fruit sorbet or tierene woul dhave been better. But as this is a cafe turned resturant and dessert is never my favourite dish of the menu it only has a slight cloud over a great evening. And the coffee was great as well!

We must say that both Anj and I needed a walk on the beach to let our meal settle and to let the bottle of wine we shared run it's course though our system - note to self get half bottles!

All in all a wonderful evening full of great company and fantastic food. Looking forward to another visit to Kiosk to try there standard menu. which is on a three week rotation 3 opitions in Entree and Main with cakes etc for dessert. I'm going to go 2 entree a main and skip dessert to have a coffee and another beach walk!

Python

I have recently been given a copy of Michael Palin's Diary the Monty Python Years... What a great read. Not only has he kept s diary of his life for such a long period of time but it is so insightful into the man and moment when all this excitment took place. Even if it is just the mundane 'normal' this that happen like your car breaking down or a child growing up or you write some fantastic comic sketch. Well that is normal to some people!

The interrelationship the Pythons is so rich and varied. The way Michael writes it - in a semi detached, viewed with hingsight makes it more like we a a voyuer looking into the lives shown not a person who was there and part of it at the time.

I think this is why I also like to read Blog - like Wil Wheaton *and John Scalzi these are real peopl living real lives but doing fantasic things (writing, actor-ing, etc) and we get to see them as both real people and as the fantasy. I mean by fantasy, the unreal pedistle that our minds put on to these people be it the parting superstar - or the rock god - or the writer who lives this greater then our dull lives. It is both satisfiying that they are like us but at the same time it gives us hope that something better is out there. Be that a convention where YOU are the guest who answers questions, or the person who was chatting with so and so the other night.

Imagination and reality MUST go hand in hand - with out a grounding you will lose yourself to the world of make believe and become something less. If you can temper that powerful force of make believe of unreal reality then you have so much more...

Something to think about me thinks!


*Is it weird that as I link this Wil is talking about John... just something to think about!!

Welcome to the first of many... (wishes)

I like to think of my self as a poet for the people... hehehe just like (p)Rik from the Young Ones (complete with the silent p)

So here is something I wrote earlier... and published in an anthology of poems many moons ago...

Undone

‘It’s all been undone’ I cry
the howling winds the only eye
I look around the forest floor
And met my shattered life’s front door
A naked man stands before me
His teeth chattering to ancient glory
His gnarled and wrinkled hands and feet
Began to make their own true beat.
I run around in morbid fury
Of all the fireflies dancing near me
Flashing images of ancient light
The purple sky burns just right
Beckoning me to journey on
An old hag begins to sing her song
The trees around all fall down
A crash of thunder. The only sound
The hag lies dead at my feet
The man has lost his only beat
A time will come for this dream to end
Then all will be as it was, again.

R'93...

Told you it was a while ago...

So what does this mean - it is about a dream land where everything and anything is possible a place I like to go to now and then images of things that happen there are contained within... enjoy!