The Sweetest Words…

…I ever heard:

‘Oh, Tone, Why did it take me so long to find you?’

That was the evening Dave and I finally knew that we were meant for each other. We just fell into each other’s arms in my exceedingly large bed after a wonderful first evening spent together just chilling out on our back porch in Oak Ridge TN when my parents had gone away for a weekend.

Gay love is a strange thing. That night, I don’t think that either of us was thinking about it in those terms. I just knew that I wanted to be with him, and he with me. The intimate stuff – the sex, to put it crudely – hadn’t even been considered then, and it sure took us a while to even get around to it. We had to feel our way gently, tenderly, exploring what we both wanted to do and simply not doing things we didn’t want to do at the time. Caring, sharing…

Folks who don’t know any better seem to think that gay love is just about having sex with another man. It isn’t. Gay love, like any other, comes from the heart.

Perhaps it is obvious from a look in the eyes, or just a tender touch of the hand…

A kiss is nothing to be ashamed of…

These days, a few gay couples have considered marriage now that it is legal in some jurisdictions. Dave and I talked about that and, do you know, we felt it was just a bit silly. No disrespect to those who decide to do it but, for us, it just doesn’t seem right. That’s not diminishing our love in any way: it doesn’t stand in the way of our commitment to each other or indeed to the two wonderful kids that our liaisons with lesbian partners Karen and Clare produced. And they don’t feel a need for such a ceremony with each other either.

Finally, as I’ve mentioned before, liaisons between gays don’t necessarily produce screwed-up or gay kids. Our Leo (mine) and Jaymee (Dave’s) seem to be turning out as normal healthy 9yos with a reasonably mature outlook on things, an understanding of who and what they are and, apparently, heading to be straight. We wish them all the luck, love and happiness in their lives ahead.

 

About tonycavanagh

Born Northampton UK; school Oxford UK and Oak Ridge Tennessee, where I met my wonderful partner Dave, also from UK. Oak Ridge is our main training base for acrobatics and circus stuff, but we also established a base in Wales (UK) to serve us when we are working in Europe. Our 'story', of finding gay love, learning the acrobatics trade and then of how we got shot at during our show (and worse was to follow - just to prove that the risks of being an acrobat are not always the most obvious ones!) are now available in my three books 'Loving the Boy', 'The Power of Love' and 'Against All Odds'. Links available on most blog posts. Actually, waiting for the imminent arrival of the first printed copies was far scarier than anything we do in performance. A fourth book - not about us but exploring the sadness of a gay Native American boy denied his true identity - is currently with an agent for evaluation. watch for 'Let The Future Find Me' in due time. And now to book five... another boy, another quest... seems its always boys...
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4 Responses to The Sweetest Words…

  1. I love your picture and I am gay do you know anyone who is single

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