Who is Chris Geary? (Last updated August 2011)

Born in Bournemouth (South England) in 1976, I’m now 35 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 still live with a smallholding and about 10 horses, that is their hobbie.

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 and amazing abs. 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, its very special.

Hobbies 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), so now play all year round. 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 as I reached puberty and the older I got the further we drifted apart. 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.

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 and move to Bristol, to work as a computer salesman for business's. I really enjoyed the change in the winter months but missed the fresh, outdoor lifestyle during the summer. However a much better career choice and moved up the career ladder quite quick.

In March 1997 (when I was just 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, my property more than trebled in value. In November 2003 I was able to fully pay off the mortgage. After seeing the amount of money that can be made via property investment I decided to buy a second home. Due to the high property prices in the UK I looked aboard and chose the sunshine state of Florida in America, where you can get more “house” for your money. Property in the US back then was very cheap compared with the UK. The British £ conversion rate into the United States $ was also extremely good. In summer 2004 I finalized the purchase of a beautiful 5 bed-roomed detached house on the outskirts of Miami. Unfortunately due to the American Visa restrictions which I didn't really understand, I wasn't allowed to live there for the 6 months of the winter as planned and operate my business. So in the in the Autumn of 2005 (October 7th) I sold both the Miami and Bristol houses, put the money together and bought a penthouse in central London, near Tower Bridge. It’s got a 360 degree view across the whole of London, with floor to ceiling glass walls, the view is just spectacular. The roof garden is also fantastic especially in the summer for BBQ's and parties.

I work as the managing director of my own media and I.T. business Manworthy Media, along with my second job (although I wouldn’t really call it real work) of property investment. I also have several adult web sites that generate a small amount of money, plus I work freelance for various publications such as Bent Magazine supplying event photos, organising model shoots, editing images, writing reviews and articles etc. Another job or hobbie is running a go-go dance agency, supplying go-go boys, drag queens and male strippers to various nightclubs and events across the UK and sometimes even internationally.  

Ever since I was a child I’ve always had my own dog. My last dog “Will” was a black Labrador. I bought him when we was just 8 weeks old and had him for almost 12 years. Unfortunately he developed a big tumour inside his tummy, which meant he had to be put down. It was a terrible day and I cried my eyes out for days. 12 years is a long time, then to have him gone was a very sad moment in my life. I didn’t rush out a buy another dog straight away, I didn’t want to just feel like I could replace him, but the house was so quite. In April 2008 I bought an 8 week old pedigree Chocolate Labrador and we called him “Dickie Doo”. He's fantastic, keeps me fit from all the running we do and always happy and full on energy.

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...

Other old photos taken from between 1997 - 2002:

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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 I'm sure a lot of people are, to think that you would automatically be heterosexual. Not being taught about gay issues or how to deal with a gay lifestyle 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.

As a very young child I was closer to my mum. I was never really that close to my dad, especially as I reached my teenage years, if anything I was sort of frightened of him. 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.

OK 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 it gave me the feeling that I was the son that they never wanted. In my younger teenage years 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, if I could, it would be to have genuine loving parents that I was close to. I now live life to the full and 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. 

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 not an issue any more 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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