Who is Chris Geary? (Last updated November 2014)

Born in Bournemouth (South England) in 1976, I’m now 38 years wise. Most of my childhood was spent growing up in the countryside. Chewton Mendip is a small village on the Mendip Hills in Somerset. This is where my parents have a smallholding with horses.

My boyfriend is Erick De Chavez, who I met at a  London Pride (3rd July 2004). When I first saw him I was “wow who is that”… he just had these tiny little denim shorts, cute smile, amazing abs and quirky orange hair that matched his orange eyes. We started hanging out together, 1 month later we were boyfriends. Click Here to see the first photo I ever took of him at London Pride.

Chris GearyHobbies of mine include rugby, gym, cycling, wrestling and running with my dog. I also enjoy photography and video editing, so maintaining this web site also takes up a lot of my spare time. When I lived in Bristol I played rugby union for 8 years, then once I moved to London in 2005 I started playing Rugby League (which is a summer sport from May - August) as well as the Rugby Union (a winter sport from September - April). Playing back row, number 8 is my preferred position in Union. For Rugby League I play prop. Although Union and League are both form's of rugby they are very different sports. Click Here to see more of my rugby.

My education after leaving Chewton Mendip Primary school, was at Wells Blue School, then to The Kings of Wessex School in Cheddar. After leaving high school, I took a 3 year National Diploma course in agricultural based business management at Cannington College, near Bridgwater. It was halfway through the course (1993) that I decided to invest a large proportion of my childhood savings into my first PC; this would help me with my studies and also help me learn more about computers. I remember my friends of that time laughing at me because I'd spent a lot of money on a computer system that I didn't know how to use. But unless I bought a computer and taught myself how to use it, I wouldn’t be where I am today.

After getting my National Diploma I went on to work as a herdsman for a year at a farm in Crewkerne near Taunton. It involved getting up at 4am and milking cows twice a day, very different from my life these days. The following year I farmed beef and arable back on the Mendip Hills near Cheddar. This was with my previous employer David Reakes who I use to work for part time, when I was still at high school. He was the guy who gave me my first ever job and the guy I always looked up to, almost as a fatherly type figure in that time of my life. I remember always wishing my dad could be like him. He was very good to me, I learnt a lot from him, he was a very good business man and I had many good in-depth conversations about life in general. The type of advice my own dad should have given me. Unfortunately I’m not close to my dad. I had a good childhood but when I reached the rebellious teenage years of my life, our relationship drifted apart.

My dad was very focused on his horses, he had 10 of them. Looking after them, the smallholding and his full time job (working for the Ministry of Defence) he didn't have any quality time for me. My mum worked as a school teacher and along with all the cleaning and cooking she was very busy too. We lived in the deep countryside. In the teenage years of my life I can remember getting very depressed and lonely. I couldn't or didn't know how to socialize, had no hobbies, didn't appreciate music and was generally lost with no ambitions. My dad was just focused on his horses and didn't do or have time for any "father and son" things with me. It’s a shame. These days my parents just seem to ignore me, I haven't seem them for about 15 years. Although I'd love to see my mum again.

At 20 years old my computer knowledge was getting much better. I wasn’t really ever into playing games, I use to just spend all of my spare time learning about how it operates. The long hours and lack of civilisation in farming eventually made me decide to give it up, move to Bristol and work in computer sales. I really enjoyed the change in the winter months but missed the fresh, outdoor lifestyle during the summer. However a much better job choice and moved up the career ladder quite quick.

Chris Geary Wrestling Erick De ChavezIn March 1997 (when 20 years old) I took out a mortgage and bought a 2 bedroom house near the centre of Bristol (England). This was probably the best thing I've ever done - the feeling of owning your own home is fantastic. It was also a great investment, I bought the house just at the end of the UK recession when house prices were very cheap, with Britain’s massive housing boom during the following 7 years, and the addition of a 3rd bedroom via a loft conversion, the property more than trebled in value.

Due to the needs of both my boyfriend and myself we moved to London in 2005. It was great fun living in the centre of all the action. Then after living the party lifestyle for 7 years and being with my boyfriend for almost 10 years, it was time to settle down. The property in London had shot up in value at an unbelievable rate. In September 2012 we invested into a country estate with the vision to start up a new holiday let business in Hastings Country Park nature reserve (on the south east coast of England). Living next to the sea was always a dream of mine and having the land to grow your own flowers and vegetables. Plus we now have the best dog walking routes ever!

For work my partner Erick and I now manage the holiday cottages and our media work along side each other. It works out very well.

Chris Geary running with dogEver since a child I’ve always had my own dog. At the moment we have a Chocolate Labrador called "Dickie Doo" (since April 2008) and a Pomeranian called "Missy Doo". They are always happy and full on energy, bringing a ray of sunshine to you day!

Pectus Carinatum

I suffer from a deformity of the chest wall in which there is an outward bowing of the sternum. One of the main reason that made me start going to the gym when I was 21 was to get bigger chest muscles as it hides the deformity. As a child I was very self conscious of it and never took my shirt off or walked around topless. I use to hate swimming lessons and taking group showers at school because of the abnormal look of my chest and the teasing I got from my classmates. Most people have a little concave bit in the centre of their chest, while mine points right out and is called a “pigeon chest” or Pectus Carinatum. Although I really enjoy going to the gym, it is also done to help hide my pigeon chest. The chest muscles either side of the lump take away the odd appearance. It doesn’t bother me anymore.

Here's a few photos from my childhood years, click on them for a better look...

Kid 1 Kid 2 Kid 3 Kid 4 Kid 5 Kid 6 Kid 7 Kid 8 Kid 9 Kid 10 Kid 11 Kid 12

Other old photos taken from between 1997 - 2002:


Realising I was gay...

I suppose looking back through my life I've always known I was gay but it was hard to accept at first. When I was younger I would have done anything to be straight and "normal" because I was brought up in a society, as all people are, to think that you would automatically be heterosexual. Not being taught about gay issues or how to deal with public homophobia is difficult and leaves you very troubled and lonely. Living in the countryside didn't help with the issue either, as rural life is still very traditional in its own sort of way. As I got older I realised that I fancied the boys instead of the girls, and couldn't understand why, and didn't know what to do. I'm not close to my parents, so didn't have anyone I felt comfortable to be able to talk to. I just bottled it up inside me and kept it to myself.

Erick and Chris CartoonAs a young child I had the best life any child could ever want and am very grateful to my parents, they were amazing. I was always closer to my mum, never that close to my dad, especially as I reached my teenage years. My dad and I had a poor relationship. He was the one that disciplined me, sometime occasionally whipping me with a horse whip when I'd done something wrong. Ok it was only lightly, but it was enough to remember him as my enemy rather than a loving father. He didn't speak much to me either, unless it was to tell me off. Its strange how small things like that stick in your mind. When I left home at 16 to go to college, my parents seemed glad to get rid of me. I will always remember the weekend I’d spent 4 hours cycling from my college to go home and my mum turned around to me and said ”what are you doing back here, we are paying for your college accommodation, your not welcome here anymore”. It was upsetting, at 16 yes your an adult, but that doesn't mean you don't need your parents support and love. Its something that should be a life long thing in the ideal world.

I wasn't a perfect child, but don't consider myself any worse than an average teenage boy. I've also got an older sister, and she could never do anything wrong in my dads eyes. She was always that one step better than me; my dad would do anything for her and in my teenage years it gave me the feeling that I was the son they couldn't be bothered with (out the door as soon as I reached 16). At around 14/15 years old I use to get so depressed that I often used to think about ways to commit suicide. It was only the love of my dog that stopped me. Looking back now I'm so glad that I didn't, life has so much more to offer. If there's one thing in the world that I could change about my life, it would be to have my parents back. Since my teenage years we drifted apart so much that I don't think they want to see me again and now prefer to just ignore me.

I have learnt that being gay is not an obstacle but something to be proud of, with many fantastic opportunities and advantages. If I was to be born again I’d want to be gay again for sure. 

When at college, I did the done thing and slept with a girl for the first time. I remember getting an erection with the excitement of being touched, but couldn't get sexually aroused by the female body, nor could I go the full way without fantasizing about being with a man while I was with her. By the time I reached 18, I was getting really desperate to make contact with another gay guy and find out what it was like to hold a man in my arms. I wasn't interested in intercourse, just to sexually touch and play with another man. The internet back in those days wasn't available like it is today. The first contact I made was through a gay chat-&-date phone line. When I first rang it I was really nervous yet excited to actually hear the voice of another gay person. It wasn't long before a local man who was on the line invited me round to his home.

I drove round and remember being extremely tense and cautious. As I approached his house, he opened the door and invited me in. After making a cup of tea, we sat on the sofa together and he put on a porno film. I was really wide eyed by it, as I'd never seen a gay porn film before. After a while he reached across and put his hand on my leg. "Is that okay?" he asked, "Yeah", I replied, pretending I hadn't noticed. I had a huge heat surge through my body and my heart was beating furiously. The rest I'll leave to your imagination, but just remember if your reading this, being gay isn't about liking anal sex, its about loving being with someone of the same sex. The world is a diverse place and being gay is much less of issue here in the UK. After all you can't change your sexuality, just be who you are and enjoy your life to the full, you only live once!

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