8/6/11
After waking up we headed back home for some more sleep before returning to Frank and Longs for a massage lesion. James had the pleasure of Long massaging him and showing me what to do. It was like a BO worship session as once I got the knack there were four hands massaging him. As you can imagine James rather enjoyed this.
After this we headed to the gay beech to watch some volleyball. As they were short of players I ended up playing for 30 minutes. Upon first appearance I thought I would be in for an easy time as the opposition and in fact those on my team were the campest gayest men I had ever set eyes on. One was even well on the way to becoming a lady boy. Every point won or lost would elicit a set of squeals clapping and bum wiggling. That said the boys certainly challenged the perception that camp gay men can’t be good at sport. These boys took no prisoners and played amazing volleyball. As the games went we were left with the best players who put on an amazing match drawing a large crowd of falang and local alike.
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