Question #5
What was your first "kink" experience?
I've been kinky ever since I could remember. To me, kissing a boy and giving him an enema were both equally transgressive activities. So... in for a penny, in for a pound. As long as I was going to hell, I might as well make the ride worthwhile. So I'm sorry I can't remember my first kink experience.
However, here's a story I love: when I was 23 (in 1992), I went to my first gay bar. It was a leather bar, and even newly out of the closet, I figured out that was what got me excited. I sat in my car for fifteen minutes outside the bar before I got the courage to enter the bar.
I bought a beer at the bar, not looking at anyone. Then, I found a place by the wall to lean against, and drank my beer way too fast from nervousness. Finally, I casually tried to look around the room at the hot leathermen. Luckily, standing at the bar next to me was a really amazing grey-haired older bear. He was drinking a Corona, just like I was. I took this as a sign.
"Hi, Sir!" I said... thinking it was a good place to start. "May i buy You another beer?"
He looked at me, and quietly said, "Sorry, I don't drink."
I looked at the beer in his hand. I thought he was being a dick, and I stammered, "Um, well, i mean... you're holding a... um."
He looked me in the eye, "It's not beer.
"It's piss."
I got so nervous that I turned around and left the bar right then. To this day, I wish I would have had the guts to say, "Hello Sir... can i *make* You another beer?"
haha.
i hope u know i am 23. so i read this with relish.
the only time i went into a "leather bar" i didn't really know it was. this was a year ago. i thought it was a cowboy gay bar or something :-) a couple dancer friends took me. i was in a button-down oxford shirt and white khakis, and a ballcap. I have never been stared at like that. i could feel certain eyes lasering right through my trousers. i obviously looked like a total dork. ;-0
yet you kept the pants. *tsk, tsk*
in retrospect, they might have been thinking exactly that, knowing what i wasn't sure of.
It's verboten to dress like that in a leather bar. Wearing just underwear would have been accepted, particularly if they were tighty whities.
Geez. I talk like I'm an expert. I suppose I've head enough "exposure" to have a good "grasp" about what I'm discussing, I suppose.
Yes but, on your job, can you cut the mustard?
Later he pissed down my throat in his back garden - it tasted like buttered popcorn. LOL
He ran weekly display ads in Bay Area Reporter. If he had a good week, the ad would gush of his conquests.
Keep in mind that he did this for decades with numerous partners, without respect to the AIDS virus.
BAR columnist Mr. Marcus sez Chuck is still alive today, at the tender age of 83.
And he never contracted the disease.
As far as I know, he never received the piss directly from the source. He wasn't into giving head and/or polishing your weenie. You just peed in his cup and he gave you a big hug and thank-you afterward.
here's to discoveries
Thanks for sharing!