i felt great for the Surge weekend. The drive went quickly even though the rain poured down most of the afternoon, and one of the smaller county roads called Snake Road seemed to follow the path of a slithering snake.
my cabin was fantastic, BUT the torrential rain left huge pools of water everywhere which made walking around to the pool and shower room a challenge. Soon after arriving i stepped off the porch to go pee and sunk ankle deep in water. My tennis shoes were ruined.
The Leather atmosphere was comfortable and i thoroughly enjoyed dressing in tight jeans and Leather both nights. The guys were friendly, the drinks cheap, the men hot, and the BDSM demos were titillating.
But, alas, i didn’t hookup or play with anyone. i was a fucking horny dog so i pulled out my array of toys, poppers, party pills, etc., and had a good time in that King sized bed by myself.
Will i go next time? Yay…maybe. i think if i could get some boys from my club to go it would be even more fun. It was an exceptional clothing optional, Leather/BDSM positive weekend at a gay campground in the wilds of South Florida.
Thanks for reading,