One-4-Both!

 

Identical natural siblings, Keyon Goffney and Teyon Goffney tongue their shared top-man, Marc Williams' glorious and firm erection prior to giving to him their respective tender anal-holes for his deliberate and joyful penetration!

The Goffney Twins, Keyon and Teyon, both have the same hunger for their primary erection feast, offered to them by none other than their muscular great alpha-man, Marc Williams!

Of course, we all know that Marc's manhood has enough size and muscle to satisfy both his willing identical beta-man, Keyon and Teyon!

A tasty delight for the twins afternoon treat! 

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Easter: The Greek Way!

In Greek, the greeting is Kala Pascha, but the meaning is the same, Happy Easter! This year, as frequently happens, the dates for this holiday are different on the Eastern Orthodox and Western liturgical (church) calendars. In 2012, Easter is celebrated on Sunday, April 15, in the Greek Orthodox Church. For the more than a one-hundred million faithful of the worldwide Eastern Orthodox Communion, this feast is the holiest day of the year.

In addition to being a major religious holiday, Easter is also observed as an occasion to welcome the return of the Spring season and a time of hope. As is the case in most cultures, following the observance of our faith traditions and rituals, we Greeks always find the time to party with family and friends. My extended family is no different.

Church is at midnight as we honor and welcome the day of the Resurrection from mortal death. We believe both earth and heaven are united in the celebration of the divine. Because this is the most important day in the religious cycle, churches are crowded and overflowing as we gather to commemorate this joyous event.

As this religious service brings an end to the strict period of fasting known as Lent, my immediate family, like many others, gets together right after the Divine Liturgy for a sinfully huge Easter breakfast despite the fact that it is the early predawn hours. It's important to nourish the body for all the festivities of the coming day. It's not called a feast for nothing! There's plenty of food and drink to last the entire day and well into the night ahead. After all, Greek civilization has had thousands of years to perfect this epicurean festival. Centrally placed in every home is the icon (holy image) of the Resurrection, shown here to the right. It represents the church triumphant over the darkness of hell.  

Sunday afternoon is when my extended family joins together for the Easter Dinner. Typically, not only are all the families included, but there's always more than a couple of family friends who join this tribal revelry. This is the part of the celebration where serious partying is involved, as my Greek uncles pull out their instruments and we begin dancing to traditional songs that extol life in the homeland. Our family fun is unique as two of my Nigerian uncles bring their traditional Yoruba (my Nigerian tribe) drums that  add an African flavor to the festivities.

One of my favorite Easter treats is the tasty tzoureki, Easter bread. Rolls of yeast dough are intertwined and hardboiled eggs dyed red are used to decorate the loaf. Now, my Nigerian mother for years was schooled by her Greek sisters-in-law and trust, her tzoureki is by far the best in either Africa, Greece and the USA! Opa`! Kala Pascha!

Black History Month

Black men wrapped in Kente cloths of various designs

February, 2012, in the United States it is the month that honors the heritage of all African-Americans. Most people call it Black History Month. Originally, it was a time of year for persons of African descent to explore and observe their history. Over the years, it became a period for all Americans, no matter what race, to explore and observe Black American culture and history.

African teens cavorting on a beach

There are many who speculate and theorize that humanity has its' origins from the continent of Africa. There exists some science that supports this belief. Obviously, this makes some people very uncomfortable. Regardless, it is accepted fact that Africans and African-Americans, Black people, have made significant contributions towards the advancement and betterment of the human race. It is fitting that we do take the time to celebrate and honor these achievements to our culture.

As a gay man of African descent, I am proud of my heritage as a son of the Yoruba Tribe, most of whom live in what is now the country of Nigeria. My mother was born in the city of Ibadan located in western Nigeria. I have extended family who currently reside in that ancient center of Yoruba culture. I have visited there many times. As a mixed-race man, I embrace and own equally both my Greek and Nigerian roots, confident that the combination of African and European have made me the man that I am. As a same gender loving nudist, I am grateful for the legacy of nudity that both cultures have bestowed on me.

Adinkra symbol: Sankofa

The Sankofa is an Adinkra symbol that comes to us from the Akan Tribe of Ghana and the Ivory Coast. Adinkra symbols are visual representations of traditional proverbs.  The Sankofa symbolizes a bird of paradise looking behind itself. It means "learning from the past" or "it is not too late to go back and retrieve it if you forget." It suggests that we all must learn from the past, our ancestors, in order to prepare for the future. I feel this is exactly why we have Black History Month. In helps us all, regardless of race, to discover where we've been so that we can decide in what direction to proceed.  

Easter Greetings!

"Indeed, Christ Is Risen" is the Easter message on this holiday card. I wish to everyone of you all the best of joy, hope and happiness during this very special time of the year. In the Greek Orthodox faith, this is the holiest of holidays on the liturgical calendar and this feast always has a very important place within my heart. For me, this time is much more than an assortment of chocolates and other candies (not that I dislike any of them). It's more about rebirth and renewal, putting the past mistakes and wrongs behind and beginning with a clean slate, starting off fresh, one more time. It's also about family and all those we love and hold dear to us. Lastly, but most importantly, it's about faith, our values and our beliefs. I'm on my way to spend this greatest of holidays with my BF and my family, immediate and extended. Happy Easter to all! God bless!

The Resurrection Icon

Thanksgiving Weekend

It's the weekend after the Thanksgiving holiday. The feast is over and the family and friends can now relax and be themselves. Free from the pressure of partaking of the perfect meal in the ideal setting. Now's the time that we can revert to just being ourselves and enjoying exactly who we are. For me, this is the best part of any family gathering. The chill time before we all depart from company. No stress to impress and no pretense. A time for us all to just have fun being what we are: a motley assortment of individuals who just happen to share a common ancestor somewhere in our genealogy.

As a gay nudist, I'm lucky to have several members of my extended family who share these traits with me. They are my twin cousins. They're both older but that doesn't stop us from having a great time together, even when we're in the minority around the rest of our family. We always manage to enjoy ourselves no matter what the situation. Of course, we know that there are relatives who discuss us behind our backs. Being nudists and gay isn't the most popular attribute within our family. but together, we show all our kin that we aren't bothered with their pettiness and most of the time, we even manage to make them all smile and laugh at least once.

We've also devised a way to make our holidays with family just a little more bearable. Since the three of us all have a partner/boyfriend/significant other in our individual lives, we now get a hotel suite for the duration of our celebration of the holiday. this way, we all are able to retreat at the end of the day, truly relax and hang out together. Literally. The minute we enter the suite, we strip off the burdens of being clothed and really kick back. This is how we retain the strength to survive another day with loved ones.

I truly love all my family. I love them even more now that I have the brief chance to escape from all this madness and rediscover my anchor and myself so that I'm able to face them all again.

GLBT History Month: My Personal History

This topic probably doesn't mean much to anyone besides me, but my own gay history was easier than most due to my family. Both my awareness and self-identity concerns surrounding my sexual orientation were minor compared to those of my friends. The same is true about coming out to my immediate family. My situation was significantly less stressful than others on account of my relatives. I never felt that I was all alone with a dark secret that I needed to hide.

On my Greek side of the family (paternal), I have three first cousins, all older, who are openly gay. The eldest of these is sixteen years my senior. By the time that I was a toddler, he was already out to all our extended family. Growing up, I've always known him as being paired with another man. When I was younger, this did seem odd to me but none of my adult family reacted negatively.

This same cousin has two younger brothers (identical twins) who are gay. They are nine years older than me. Closer in age, they became people that I looked up to. I remember their coming out process. Like myself, they're both Deaf and their acknowledging their sexuality was no big deal. They're both confirmed nudists and all these reasons combined have made a strong bond between the three of us. Not only are they my cousins, they're my best friends as well. We're in constant communication among ourselves and frequently vacation together. Even though we all live hundreds of miles apart, we often visit.

In my Nigerian half of family, my mother has an older sister who is lesbian. My aunt emigrated to Canada after graduating from the University of Ibadan. She's lived in Toronto with the same partner for as long as I can remember. Because of our age difference and geographical distance, we aren't especially close. We do exchange emails and greeting cards.

This brief family history highlights the importance of us living our lives open and free. The honesty of my relatives made a major difference in my life. They provided me with positive role models on my journey towards understanding and accepting myself.

Nakation

It's Saturday morning of the Labor Day weekend and I'm sitting at my home desk, making final adjustments to lesson plans for the upcoming school year. BF has to work today and most of our friends are busy with their holiday engagements. This is not my favorite choice on how to spend my three-day weekend. At least I'm nude and miserable as opposed to dressed and miserable. That fact offers some small degree of comfort.

My mind keeps drifting off to our most recent naked vacation. It was the last full week of August at Sandy Hook Beach, New Jersey. Sandy Hook is a part of Gunnison National Park and is one of the few public nudist beaches on the Atlantic coastline. Our hotel, although not clothing-optional, was minutes away from the park and allowed us to spend our days naturally enjoying the sand, surf and the sight of hundreds of beautifully naked men. I took this picture of one of the signs posted along the approach to the beach. We gladly stripped into freedom daily after crossing this threshold.

Joining BF and me were my identical twin cousins and their respective same sex partners. Both of our fathers are biological brothers and like us, my cousins and their spouses are all naturists. Because we share this common bond, we frequently travel and hang out (literally) together. The family that plays naked is one helluva happy family!

Oh well, back to reality. Time to finish the task at hand. At least, I'll have two days of relaxation before classes start on Tuesday.

Nudity is the ultimate freedom!