Floored and Flattened!


With Ivo still spending time with his mum following the death of his father, his beloved partner Pete (Dave’s older brother) has been at something of a loose end in his ‘down’ time, and Dave and I have been entertaining him (‘servicing’ him?) in various ‘gay group’ ways…

…so last evening we organised a wrestle fest for a group of eight, which included our two ‘Amazon’/lesbian girls (‘honorary boys’ as far as the gym is concerned). Dave couldn’t go – he was coaching at the gymnastics centre whilst the kids attended their acrobatic training with the Romanians, and subsequently ‘babysitting’ (if that’s right word for 13yos). So four from our mad household teamed up with newbie gym bunny Joel and ultra-ripped model and roofer (!) Carlos, plus sado-maso fiends Cody and Adge who run a basement of ‘fun’ for visiting groups deep in the woods near our favourite swimming hole. Eight wrestlers = four simultaneous bouts to one submission to decide, partners chosen by a random draw.

Let’s say that out of four rounds with different partners, I won a “small number”. Quite a small number, starting with total defeat by Karen, who is blisteringly fit, immune to pain and keen on holds on a guy’s manhood which we cannot, for obvious reasons, reciprocate with an ‘honorary boy’…

…then up against Cody (won that one, surprisingly), followed by Pete (ahem, lost): final bouts we oiled up…


… I faced ultra-tanned Carlos initially – he has a body like this, to die for…


…but it all kind of developed into an eight-person free-for-all, partly in the ‘wet pit’ as well, and I can’t really say that I won or lost that one…


And everything ached! Still does, this morning. But our great friend Zach came down from his apartment over the gym to deliver some of his famous massages, which work really well on an oiled body. There’s something about oiling up with is really exhilarating, and it makes for great physique photography too:


…even when it is just in the bedroom!


(That’s Stephen from UK, by the way – before his blue Mohican hairstyle kicked in! We prefer his older look!)

In some places (e.g. Turkey), oil wrestling is the national style (lucky guys) although I would feel rather encumbered by those heavy leather shorts they wear…


turkish talent

…and, even in the open air rather than a gym, some guys who think like us just would just get rid of them anyway… fresh air wafting against the skin, muscled bodies one against another and, as you can see, this is not about ‘arousal’, but about the sport…

Outdoor Wrestling Guyz GP 6

(Hope I didn’t offend anyone with that pic on what is ordinarily a G-rated blog)

OK. Another chapter goes by in the life and times of the Cavanah/Anderton/Zander/Connell/Salansky household – just in case you have forgotten who we all are, it gets explained here:

Loving the Boy: ISBN 978-1-907732-30-0

The Power of Love: ISBN 978-1-907732-41-6

Against All Odds: ISBN 978-1-908645-35-7

…but enough of Tone’s book adverts!

(No actually, you can never tire of reading Tone’s books – Dave Anderton here!!)

Thanks Dave for mucking around with the post when I went to get coffee…

…but he’s right, I guess. They’re available as e-books too.

Right. Some more general fitness pictures to brighten all our days…

ukraine boy









That previous picture reminds me of a regular question/debate: ‘should acrobats performing bare-chested shave their chests?’ Zach has frequently suggested doing his, and we have always stopped him. He looks like that guy. What’s wrong with that? Not that there’s anything wrong with this!


And finally, a reminder that fit lads working in groups encourage each other and generally make better progress. Get yourselves some training mates!


You don’t have to rub oil on yourselves, or get naked. It’s just a lot of fun if you do…

…actually it is rather fun to rate those bodies in order of merit. Have a go. I’m torn between #3 and #5…

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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