Sorry. Been without internet access for a while, on the road with the tour. Definitely not enjoying that side of things any more.
Anyways, eight of us sleep on ‘our’ converted bus: seven of the Tuan Jie coven plus our newly adopted Native American friend ‘Three Rivers’ whose suppressed homosexual urges following persecution in his reservation have resulted in a phenomenal sex drive since joining us. Could we exclude this contortionist and hair hanger from our guaranteed ‘safe’ adventures?
We had our doctor colleague Nate give him the tests immediately before we left and, since he’s now under our surveillance 24/7 effectively, we offer the ‘services’ he desperately craves during the nights in our private ‘residence’.
Those two magical Chinese symbols, prominent on the book covers, are tatooed on our lower backs. They have a deep meaning for us, introduced by Zach… well, you gotta read the books I guess to find out the whole thing, but we have a trusting and honest group of guys (currently 10) within which we ‘share the (gay) love’, so to speak… and seven of us are on the tour. Add ‘3R’, as we call him – making four couples each evening… do I need to join the dots any more?
In ‘Against All Odds’ there is a chapter titled ’12 Boys in a Bus’… that was fun – well, until we were overtaken by events…
Despite our best efforts, ‘3R’ seems a lonely and brooding figure, and I think that the hurt he suffered at the hands of his own people, coupled with his sad history (parents dead) will take months if not years to heal. We do our best, and he seems grateful.
He expresses himself in odd ways – yoga, leading to the contortion he puts into our show this tour, and his occasional insistence to repeat a ‘coming-of-age’ ritual with his treasured hunting knife, which I think he sees as a sort of penance. He decided to do it at two of our performances so far – we leave it to him – and it causes great consternation amongst the audience, especially those helpers we have on stage at the time, when he plunges the knife into exactly the right place at the side of his abdomen… up to the hilt…
Meanwhile: our mission is to teach him firmly that ‘gay is OK’, whatever the vocal ‘bible-belt’ antis might say. I guess the regular pictures I post here are to spite that lot… or just for us all to enjoy. Let’s get on with it then – it seems to be Speedo/underwear night:
and, finally for tonight, let’s have two:
In our bus, two’s always company (the bunks are wide enough) and three is never a crowd, especially if you happen to get lucky and be ‘the meat in the sandwich’. But we’re all nice boys really (if we can still be called boys given that we’re now 30…) – just that we still give in rather easily to those ‘urges’ which ‘3R’, in his present circumstances, seems to be more prone than most. We’re rather looking at it as doing a good turn for a friend in need.
By the way: if you enjoy the pictures posted here, and especially if you enjoy the words and thoughts which accompany them, you could do me a little favour in return and gives the books a try. They are available in e-books too for Vols 1 and 2 (Vol 3 is on the way) and I really would appreciate the tiny income that will result!!! Clicking on the covers will guide you to the publisher and there is always Amazon…