I don’t often post ‘explicit’ comments or pictures here. That was never the plan – I leave that to be discovered in the books amidst the celebration of being acrobats and the interwoven storylines of threats and misadventures!
However: a slight exception today so, if easily offended by what gay guys get up to from time to time, skip this post!
I’ve arrived in Idaho for the first part of this gym coach exchange/conference/whatever thing. Three different planes to get here – arrrgh! Glad someone else is paying, too!
You’d have thought that I was going away for months to the other side of the planet. My ‘last night’ at the Man.Power started with just the four of us (Dave and I, Zach and Gary) warming up with some tumbling and a bit of balance as usual, and spending around an hour on the weights. I was puzzled by the increasing number of guys showing up and taking an interest, and then realised finally that it was a set-up. My ‘friends’ (haha) had decided that I was going to get roughed up by pretty much everyone to have something to remember them by so, after some gut punching and stuff (yeeuch), I ended up wrestling about two dozen people, one after the other. Gay and straight, naked as usual. Then the oil came out and things got very complicated, with the whole lot of us in one huge pile at the end.
Not content with that, our new straight (allegedly) friends Colton and Kaz then dragged Carlos and I over to the ‘wet pit. Now this was designed with a water spray to permit a new ‘underground’ craze of wet submission wrestling which was starting to appear on commercial gay DVDs
…but, before long, we found guys using their own resources (ahem) – golden showers – to provide the ‘wet’. And any other guys passing invited to contribute… our own little seriously private ‘On Golden Pond’ in TN!
I confess that I do find this erotic, and anyway it’s antiseptic and the urea content is a good treatment against skin ageing and over-indulgence in the sun. Which we do, though not as much as the amazingly ripped Carlos, who has spent most of the last ten years in the weight room, with his remaining hours in a tanning bed or au naturel working as a roofer.
Of course, that wasn’t the end of it either. Guys, when aroused, have other needs. The gay ones, and the straight ones too, become remarkably inhibited and someone, usually, ends up as Bukkake Boy. The four of us in the wet pit on this occasion. More intimate couplings can follow, and the Man.Power gym has some slightly more private areas for those that prefer them.
So. Dave’s now ‘home but not alone’ whilst I share the activities in Idaho and Washington State with some probably more normal people than the ‘men in Man.Power.’ I have a nice guy as a ‘roomie’ here who is absolutely dedicated to his gymnastics, so we have much to talk about without drifting into any ‘grey areas’ of sexuality. I shall save myself for the guys back home and make sure he doesn’t see what I am typing and attaching here…
Starting with this little contribution I found accidently on the web – how NOT to do oil wrestling, courtesy of someone called Oli and his friend:
Thanks, guys, for that little entertainment. It’s a British kitchen (the underwear suggests it and the electrical outlet confirms it!): perhaps not a good idea to coat your mum’s kitchen floor in cooking oil (your own little ‘Golden Pond’ haha!), nor your jeans and socks either. Get a decent mat somewhere, lads, and at least go down to your underpants!! Baby oil is the best…
Someone else oiled up with his jeans still on, but he’s just posing… here’s one in just underpants…
Enough of that! I’m needed to concentrate on the guys in the gymnastics hall:
Those two guys are very focussed on what they need to do, and that’s what I need to do right now! Stay tuned…