The end of February may infer colder temperatures for those of us living in the Northern Hemisphere. However, we all know that those residing south of the Equator are basking in the glory of bare freedom – hence, bottoms-up! – outside in nature. While we may be very envious now, we know for a fact that our day will soon return! Enjoy your time in nature, our southern bare practitioners!
Northern Hemisphere: indoors bottoms-up!
In the meantime, those living north of the Equator will be content sharing our bottoms-up! experiences while inside the warmth of our humble homes!
Even inside, sometimes our toes get cool with colourful socks!
Our bottoms-up! experiences occasionally involve the use of some type of colour accessories to enhance our bare buttocks! Play time always encourages some fun for everyone!
S’naked bottoms-up!
Even the snow offers us a unique opportunity to add some chilly shivers to our bare bottoms!
Celebrity bottoms-up! Jacen Zhu!
Even our bare practitioner celebrities, such as Jacen Zhu (above) enjoy letting others admire his buttock majesty!
Bottoms-up! encouragement!
Of course, we all need to remember to invite those who are unaware of our celebration to join us in our opportunities of bottom-up! fun and games!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for tomorrow, March 1, 2024, and the proposed topic is: “Bare Modesty!”
This is precisely how an online acquaintance defined the meaning of this term to me. The year was 2008. We were in a chat room dedicated to same gender loving (SGL) men who were enthusiast of body and clothes freedom. I honestly can’t remember the name of the chat room nor my acquaintance’s screen name. But I do recall that he typed to me that he lived in the state of Massachusetts, USA. Some details one must never forget!
Growing up, Alex (my identical twin brother) and I both lived with an aversion to cold weather. Neither of us had any desire or dream of ever being bare outside in the snow! Until I was in the chat room that day in 2008, I had never acknowledged publicly that I had no experience being outside in my nakedness in the snow. As an erstwhile advocate of social nudity, I was simply too embarrassed to admit my innocence in the matter.
Yours truly, a inclement weather innocent!
S’Naked Virgin:
Even though I publicly “owned” my snow virginity while chatting with my friend in 2008, I refrained from publicising my status. True to the perpetual wisdom of the adage: “Old habits die hard!”
When I met and fell in love with my spouse, Aaron, in May, 2010, my s’naked virginity remained intact. The reasoning? Genetics.
“Twin” (that’s how I address my sibling, Alex) and I are both “heat and humidity” men. Centigrade or Fahrenheit, it makes no difference. The higher the temperatures, the greator our comfort and relaxation. Therefore, it must be in our genes. We have three older brothers and three younger brothers. Temperature preference, we are all eight the same!
Me, wondering what Aaron is preparing to do!
In December, 2010, we had an early snowstorm. Aaron and I had been living together for about six months. He, unlike me, was no innocent in being s’naked. He insisted he needed to preserve this opportunity on film, hence the images posted today.
While taking my pictures, Aaron “plucked” my snow virginity! He rolled handful of snow into a snowball and threw it into my bare, virginal buttocks not once but twice! One right after the other! In all honesty, I was shocked! My bare buttocks having intimate contact with snowballs – all without warning! Author’s note: that was not all he took from me that year!
Does that make me a s’whore? Snow + whore = s’whore. Do I qualify for spousal abuse?
Yours truly right after being “plucked!”
In the years following Aaron’s “plucking” of my s’naked virginity, I have engaged in being s’naked many times. I now readily admit to being recognized for my exclusive label of being a s’nudist (snow + nudist = s’nudist! Despite my s’naked status, I do wear boots while in the snow. I may be a fool for being s’naked but I am no idiot!
In addition, I shave my head hairs daily. Therefore, I wear a knit head cap in order to retain some body heat.
Experience and familiarity have served to increase my s’tolerance (snow + tolerance = s’tolerance)! Granted, the boots and knit cap have aided in this condition! My s’endurance (snow + endurance = s’endurance) – the length of time that I am able to spend s’naked is now increasing!
My s’endurance factor may be very temporary. The recent years have not provided us with snowfalls to justify being s’naked. The last snow that was of any convenience was in 2021. It has been cold, simply without substantial amounts of snow!
Perhaps I should file a s’lawsuit (snow + lawsuit = s’lawsuit). A s’naked slawsuit against the federal government for failure to present us taxpayers with a sufficient supply of snow for our s’naked adventures!
However, I’m not a snow-bunny just yet!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry is planned for here for Monday, February 12, 2024, and the proposed topic is: “A Week of Love!”
This was precisely how an online acquaintance defined the above term to me. At the time, it was simple, uncomplicated and personally: very intimidating! The year was 2008; I remember this because up until then, I had never acknowledged that I had no experience being outside and absent of any clothing during or immediately after a snowfall. As an erstwhile advocate of body and clothes freedom, I was downright too ashamed to admit my innocence in this matter.
Even though I publicly “owned” my snow virginity in 2008, when I met and fell in love with my spouse, Aaron, in 2010, my virginity remained intact. The reasoning? Genetics.
My identical twin brother, Alex, and I both abhor cold weather and/or being cold. We’re both “heat and humidity” men. Centigrade or Fahrenheit, it makes no difference. The higher the temperature, the greater our comfort and relaxation. Therefore, it must be in our genes. We have three older brother and three younger brothers. Temperature preference? We are all eight of us the same!
Yours truly, s’naked, photo by Aaron!
Thus, Aaron “plucked” my snow virginity! He rolled it into a snowball and threw it against my bare buttocks, not once but twice! One right after the other! In all honesty, I was shocked! My innocent nude buttocks having intimate contact with snow – all without warning!
Does that make me a s’whore? Snow + whore = s’whore. Do I qualify for spousal abuse?
In the years following Aaron’s “plucking” of my snow virginity, I have engaged in being s’naked many times. I readily admit to be recognized for my exclusive label as being a s’nudist (snow + nudist = s’nudist). Despite my s’naked status, I do wear boots in the snow. I may be a fool for being s’naked, but I am no idiot! In addition, I shave my head hairs daily. Therefore, I wear a knit head sock to help retain my body heat.
Experience and familiarity have served to increase my s’tolerance (snow + tolerance = s’tolerance). Granted the boots and head sock have aided in this condition! My s’endurance (snow + endurance = s’endurance) – the length of time I can spend s’naked without having to run inside to warm myself is now a total of 25 minutes!
A little bit of snow humour. Often, we also refer to s’naked quite simply as “skinny-dipping in the snow!” They both involve stripping off clothes and baring naturally!
Not too bad for an assaulted and former snow virgin!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, February 13, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Valentine Eve!”
I wrote this poem and submitted this photograph to a friend who had just started his own “newsletter” ten years ago. His newsletter was published as baldndeafngay on livejournal.com.
I “re-discovered” it during a spare moment over our recent mid-winter holidays. The picture was from the internet therefore I have no clue as to who and/or why it was posted anywhere. At the time, I felt it was appropriate for the poetic verse – and still feel that way today.
Winter Nude Solitude
alone and nude
nude and alone
naturally alone
alone naturally
my nudity is home
naturally in nature
and home is nudity
nude and free
~ Roger Poladopoulos ~
January 12. 2013
Peace! Get naked! Enjoy!
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I almost forgot that as I “signed-off” on my first site here, I always concluded with “peace, get naked, enjoy!” The sentiments are still the same, “naked hugs” just seems a little less formal!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, January 30, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “A Guy Without Boxers!”
As long as there is snow probable during this month – incorporating that into this posting for 2022 eliminates the need to repeat it again until perhaps next year! One snowfall per year is more than enough for my liking.
A s’naked jogger!
Gloves and a hat may be worn during the month of January to ensure the warmth of the s’naked enthusiast and hopefully the jogging helps to keep his buttocks comfortable!
Snowy mountains and icy waters!
The body may somehow adjust to the chill in the air but the buttocks tend to shiver in the colder temperatures, snowfall or not!
Beach buttocks buddies!
A quick trip to the Southern Hemisphere affords us the opportunity for a scenic variety of bottom’s-up! experiences during this time of the year! Regardless of where we live, regular exercise helps us maintain our buttocks appeal!
Bottom’s-Up fitness exercise!
Remember, the last day of the month is dedicated to all buttocks! However, displaying our assets is not restricted to just this one day! Be bold and be proud!
Take care and stay bare!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for tomorrow, March 1, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Post Entry: A Guy Without Boxers, 2022!”
“S’Naked” is a very simple description of just being bare (naked, nude) while outside in the snow (snow + naked = s’naked). The word is probably complete unlisted in the dictionaries of the English language. This is due in part to limited usage – not even all the naturist and nudist communities are familiar with the term. It is primarily referenced within the same gender loving (bisexual and gay) bare practitioner community.
An extremely fickle month! One day it is pleasant enough to take a hike in the bare and barren woods – then the next day be forced to bundle under a dozen layers of clothing before stepping outside on the way to work. The month is notoriously unpredictable as to the outdoor temperatures and often bounces from one extremity to the next. If this is caused by global warming, then someone needs to educate the political leadership!
S’Naked is a combination of the words “snow” + the word “naked,” combine the two together and s’naked is the result. The activity is nothing more than being out in the snow while naked, nude or clothes-free (boots or shoes are allowed). “What does one do in the snow?” Anything that you care to do! Build a snowman, throw snowballs, lie down and create “snow angels” by waving your arms, building a bonfire. Any number of activities may be done while s’naked! Be creative!
One doesn’t necessarily have to be Canadian to celebrate Dominion of Canada Day. This international day honoring the maple leaf (the leaf silhouetted on the flag) is open and welcoming to everyone (unlike its neighbor to the south). This observance commemorates the enactment of the British North America Act on July 1, 1867, which officially united the colonies of Canada (then just Ontario and Quebec), Nova Scotia and New Brunswick into the larger, autonomous Dominion of Canada. It is celebrated as the national holiday of Canada (although with today being Sunday, tomorrow is also a holiday).
S’naked is nothing more than a combination of the words, snow + naked = s’naked. As the combination suggests, it is a variety of activities that bare practitioners (naturists, nudists) engage in when outside in the snow. It involves whatever activities the men who are s’naked wish to engage in, from snow-ball battles to lying down and creating snow angels. The possibilities are endless and there are no guidelines as to what does or does not constitute s’naked. That’s the beauty of being bare in the snow!
ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! 