my husband is out of town with friends enjoying a huge gay annual event (Gay Days in Orlando) filled with sun, pool parties, evening activities, concerts, and yes, probably lots of sex!!
But i am fine with that. In fact i encouraged him to go so i could have some free time to go out and immerse myself into the Leather BDSM and Kink community. And maybe, just maybe, i will hookup with a Dom for a play scene.
my first free night was Thursday. i planned my night, cleaned up – inside and out – just in case, and dressed in nice jeans, leather themed black tee shirt, and my leather bar vest.
Uber got me to the bar between 9:30 and 10 pm. i know…kinda early, but it was a school/work night. i thought men would be out early. The bar’s theme night was a “bulge” contest at midnight. Surely i could moderate my drinking, cruise hot leather men, and socialize till the contest began.
As i walked into the Ramrod i saw the bar was sparsely populated, but there was a cute “Bear” seated across the bar. He gave me The Look! So i situated myself a couple seats from him and ordered a beer.
He was a BIG talker. He was a bottom. He said he wanted to suck my dick and have me spank him. He was really drunk. He did buy me a beer and a shot of bourbon. Then, he suddenly leaned/fell toward me and stuck his tongue in my mouth. Hmm. What to do? Am i desperate?
Then, his partner arrived and i took the opportunity to hurriedly excuse myself.
Friday night i pondered three choices. i thought of going to a kind of fun, but seedy neighborhood bar, or to the a gay men’s sex club, or to a bathhouse catering to more mature men. Friday was all about getting laid!
So, i ended up watching the last two episodes of The Amazing Race on Cable that i had missed. And i was in bed by 11:30 pm.
i started writing this post this morning, Saturday, 6/3/17, which will likely show as the post date. However, i have two more free nights of planned debauchery.
Tonight there is an extremely popular monthly themed party at the Leather bar, The Ramrod, called Pig Dance. i AM going! i AM going! i will have to take a bar nap this afternoon so i am not to tired to go. But, i AM going! That’s my mantra for today.
The last Pig Dance i attended a few months ago had hundreds of hot men in all manner of dress and undress – from full Leather down to just a jock and boots. They were all ages probably 20 to 80s, bears and twinks, hairy and smooth. It was a smorgasbord of man meat.
i have no doubt the bar will again be packed to the rafters and even spilling out into the rear patio and the front parking lot. It’s a dizzying aroma of sweat, male sex pheromones, booze, and cigarette & cigar smoke. And the cacophony of thumping music and loud conversations will be deafening. But what fun. The atmosphere is highly sexual and energizing.
i went! It was crowded and loud and smoky. It was everything I expected. But, i, i, was so uncomfortable in my own skin, in my own Leather, that i had one beer, walked around once and left about thirty minutes later. Then, i took Uber to another bar, a small neighborhood bar, but it is actually situated in a commercial area. It was busy. When i walked in all the guys turned to see the new meat arrival. i was cruised by a couple guys, but again i was bored and went home after about forty five minutes.
my mood and self esteem were low. i wasn’t really sure i wanted to go out and probably shouldn’t have. But, to counter the loneliness and insecurity I could have/should have asked one of my buddies to go with me. But i didn’t!
Those little tapes that play over and over in our heads sure can fuck up an otherwise great time.
Sunday was my Leather boy’s club meeting. i went and was upbeat and talkative. Short meeting. A couple of us went for a drink. Enjoyed myself. i thought i might go to a sex club Sunday night but didn’t – i shall tell Y/you why in my next post!
Sorry to be a Debbie-downer this post.
Thanks for reading,