Reverting to Type


As recent posts have revealed, we’ve been responsible for a group of five teenboy fitness freaks over the last few days – and very happy to be so. But last night, “Easter Eve”, we handed over the responsibility to the lesbian ladies so Dave and I could take a night out with the (gay) lads at Chad’s private gym. That doesn’t just involve weight training of course…


…but also acrobatics…




Rottenecards_4348568_qqvw62ybzt…which inevitably becomes naked and then oily after a while…



Chad’s is a place where we can openly enjoy our gayness with like-minded guys (and open-minded straight guys too). Our new recruit Joel celebrated his birthday yesterday, so he was ‘treated’ to a tongue bath by 23 other guys (one for each year of his age): that provoked a clear indication that he was enjoying himself, gay or not) since he duly ‘erupted’ over Dave during the process…

…but the best bit is reserved for our closed group of so-called Tuan Jie close friends with whom we can share our total selves as gay men are apt to do, especially as two of them live in an apartment right above the gym, have a huge bed, and invited us to ‘sleep’ over. So we enjoyed a foursome which lasted well into the small hours, slept in a heap, nestling together, and luxuriated in each other’s closeness as we came round this morning in that delicious torpor which signifies a good time had by all.

The first part...The second part...ACover 3 Thumbs I say in the title, reverting to type. You’re free to think of us however you wish – unseemly – randy – ‘typical gay exhibitionists’ – can’t help it, but we actually enjoy doing all the things that people think (or suspect!) gay guys do, because that’s what we are. I hope that the way I introduced ourselves and our ‘interests’ in the books I have published create a reasonable impression, whereas some occasional comments to this blog might perhaps suggest otherwise! As they might say in Cockney London, ‘Read all abaht it’ here (yes, I’m British [but not from London], although living in US right now). And those five teenage boys (which includes my own son Leo) are absolutely ‘safe’… OK? ‘Gay man’ doesn’t equal ‘paedophile’. Just sayin’…

Today’s remaining images feature gay guys ‘reverting to type’ – enjoying the company of another guy. Hopefully you can understand…











His scent… armpits – and feet – are heaven…


…certainly my Dave’s are…


…and, as he’s so into cats (huh? why?), here’s a happy gay couple with a dog! Just for you, Dave!


Whoever you’re with, have a great Easter Day!




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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