Klovis Gaynor, restorative sex | Spicy Tunez

In the 41^st edition of Spicy Tunez (2026), we explore the eyebrow-raising, naughty, sexed-up vibes behind “restorative sex” by Klovis Gaynor. 

[otw_shortcode_dropcap label=”A” size=”large” border_color_class=”otw-no-border-color” shadow=”shadow” square=”square”]ww, shee-it! Prepare to be shooketh! Spicy Tunez is a column filled with naughty, sometimes controversial, and NSFW songs 👀.  Some songs merely dabble in innuendo and suggestiveness.  Others, however, go whole-hog and embrace a give-no-fucks aesthetic, thrive on sexual endeavors, utter shock value, and sometimes find themselves firmly embroiled in censorship… DUN, DUN, DUN! In the 41^st edition of Spicy Tunez (2026), we explore the eyebrow-raising, naughty, sexed-up vibes behind “restorative sex” by Klovis Gaynor. [/otw_shortcode_dropcap]

[nx_pullquote]“He calls it restorative sex / I give him kisses on his neck / As I hold him from behind / And we take our sweet time with our restorative sex.”[/nx_pullquote]Oh, snap! Handsome and talented queer musician Klovis Gaynor (Peter Gaynor Crummey, Jr.) isn’t one to mince words.  A prime example comes via “restorative sex”, the 10^th track from his bold, unapologetic 2025 album, i think the whole world should see 2 faggots in love 👀. Love is love 🌈… The brief song was composed by Gaynor.  He produced it with Brayden Baird.

One of the biggest selling points of “restorative sex” is Klovis’ voice. He has a special instrument to work with that easily makes the ears perk up. Gaynor sings expressively, bringing a dramatic, theatricality.  Adding to the excellence is, well, sex. Sex never grows stale, and with this sex being described as restorative, it becomes even more compelling.  Think about it: sex makes you feel better, charged up, and healthy. Woo! ALSO, you can’t neglect the fact that it’s queer, and Gaynor provides some titillating deets.  “Our fingers gently wet,” he sings, and continues, “Huff his pits and drink his sweat.” On the one hand, drinking someone’s sweat is gross – hella gross. On the other hand, something about that manly musk is hot 🥵!  It gets hotter, though, particularly if you are G-A-Y and can relate; fantasize.  “Came as I came as I rode his face,” he sings, naughtily, and concludes, “I’m a mess, but he fucks me until I’m well.” Damn, Klovis! A ballad accompanied by sweet piano and harmonica, set in good ole C major, “restorative sex” is good… really good!