So here I am, apologising again for another slack and long overdue blog post! I do recall saying I was going to do daily video diaries and blow-by-blow posts during my tour round the world. In the end, not having a moment to scratch myself between day tours and late nights at random clubs, all I managed to scrape together was a bunch of tweets and a stack of interesting photos. Now that I’m back in the Merry Ol’ Land of Oz, (More importantly, infront of my own god damn computer), the time has come to fill ya’ll in on what I was up to…
So Lou and I landed in Chicago during the mid-afternoon of May 26th, the Thursday before IML. Our car picked us up at the airport n drove us, very very very slowly (The traffic was murder), into the city. And what a very nice city Chicago is! If not a bit on the WINDY SIDE! I have to say, The Hyatt Regency is a BANG CRASH BEAUT-I-FULL hotel!
The View wasn’t bad either!
- Walking along S Michigan Ave
- The View from the 32 floor
Further along S Michigan
So once we were all settled in it was down to the lobby bar, this is where we’d all be spending an awful lot of time! No matter what time of day over the whole weekend, this bar was the one to be at. But then, a couple of thousand gay leather enthusiasts in one hotel was almost guaranteeing a good time. And of course, the restrooms on this floor also happened to have very shiney tiles on the floor… almost like a mirror… so that too was a very popular destination!!!
The next morning we registered with the crew down stairs, grabbed member packs with our complimentary IML tees and dashed down to the Leather Market to lighten our wallets some. We’d been warned about the market by mates back home. The consensus was to “Pace ones self”. Oops. I was there 5 minutes before I bought myself a set of Gauntlets with spikes. These babies had to get home via COURIER LOL. No way I was carting these kick ass accessories through 4 more countries lol.
Wolverine Eat Yo' Momma's Heart OUT
Other purchases include, Nasty Pig Sleeveless Hoodie & Shredder Tee, Priape Jock Strap and a Camo 3 point harness, 2 Colt Tanks (black & white) 3 plain cotton Jocks and (my personal fav) a TIMOTEO JOCK… PHEW! (if you ask real nice, I might post you a full photo inventory :P) My biggest personal envy sale goes to Lou who bought the SICKEST pair of blue chaps from Priape. JEALOUS!
The happiest moment for Chicago had to be standing out front of the hotel at 3am, in naught but a pair of shorts. I had taken the bus home from the Closing Dance-party and gotten into some rather heavy petting with the young Mr Toronto Leather. My GOD that man is SEX! During the “fornication” on the bus, my legs had at some point become elevated.
It might have had something to do with my desire to have him run me through with that 10″ bazooka he has tucked between his legs… but thats beside the point! Anyway, unbeknownst to me, my wallet slipped out of my pocket. FAIL. We arrived back at the Hyatt, I went to my room, began to strip down and “BINGO”. I grabbed my Key and ran back down out the front as fast as I could… as I said, in naught but a pair of shorts. After some descussion with the very helpful Volunteer, I worked out I have to wait outside for the next bus to come back so I can search it.
I must have looked like white trash. I had dirt on my feet from pacing back and forth not wearing any shoes. People were staring at me… and not in that “Dude I want to rape you” kind of way, but in that “Dude, get a job” kind of way. So the bus comes back after some time, and a whole bunch of sexy men and porn stars get off. I’m telling you, I died right there and then. After the troop had disembarked, the volunteer and I jumped on bored and I went straight down the back to where Toronto and I were amusing ourselves, and “TADA” there it was wedged between the seat and the wall.
Major close call. I headed back to my room, but not before passing Dave from Nasty Pig (The sexy devil who sold me some awesome gear), Samuel Colt and (I’m fairly certain), Chris Porter (Two of the BIGGEST names in Gay Porn)… talk about a walk of shame. They were having an animated discussion so I’m hoping no one noticed… (Wishful thinking never hurt anybody)
I’ll upload a lil tale about what happened after another time. For now, GOOD NIGHT!