Pride Weekend: Part I: Friday: Boy Bar
Black lights iluminated the entry way as Juan and I walked into the small bar/club on the corner of PCH and Redondo. Once inside, ribbons of color crept up the stair case and hung over the ceiling in celebration. I don't know much about the pride thing, but I was going to have fun. Juan and I found our way to the bar where he ordered me a drink, a medusa, one of his favorites. I sipped the tasteful cocktail, as medusa's snakes tempted me to take sip after sip until the tang of the cherry was the only substance left. We were upstairs and it was still early, the dancefloor was empty and the buzz of the air conditioner was humming in our heads as we waited for Juan's friends.
By the time Juan's friends got to Boy Bar, the line was down the street. They quickly got a second round of drinks, I declined, and we stumbled are way up the steps and back onto the dancefloor. They played really good music. They not only played the popular club mixes but they also did very good mixed versions of old skool soundtracks. Juan and his friends didn't dance much at first and at times I was by myself on the dancefloor because they would go off to get more drinks. I noticed these two latino guys kept dancing closer an closer to me and so finally I got enough nerve (or medusa was kicking in) and questioned on whether or not the two was a couple, the friend said no and I said that I only ask because I thought his friend was hot. His friend replied that he found that funny because he thought the same thing, and thus started the dance between Leo and I. We danced for a litle bit but then they had to go somewhere so I was alone again, I didn't know where Juan and them were.
It was weird dancing in the same place that my mother left footprints just some five years ago. There was just something satisfying and fulfilling about the whole situation. While dancing I noticed this tall Latino guy kept looking at me and smiling. He wore a stripped green polo with a red shirt underneath and black pants. Sure enough soon they were right next to me and so I asked if he wanted to dance and so I found myself dancing with Adrian. The hours at the gym that I had put in before getting ready were starting to take effect on me as I struggled to breath at some points. My body was sore, maybe I was not in the condition to dance. I didn't care. One of the popular trendy trance beat songs came on and I found myself moving my body slow, hip by hip, shanking the sides of my stomach like a snake (medusa taking over), then faster and faster, as finally I grabbed the lower ceiling and gave it my best shot at the climax of the song as I dropped to the ground then up, then back ground, fliping my ass like a fin, bumping and grinding the empty air. I swurled my hands around as if fireflies were between my finger tips, twisting them, bending them, expanding them as I noticed the people that were behind me started to curve around me, opening up the dancefloor as they watched the white boy in motion. They begain to clap as the song started to creshendo back from the climax and my ass, now tap, tap, tap, tap, as I started to go back to the slow rhythm. Now back dancing with Adrian, some guy came up and said "damn boy you got a lot of energy." I laughed an continued dancing. At this point I could barley breath. I shouldn't have done those extra crunches at the gym, as I found myself struggling to breath. My chest tried to expand but couldn't, the tense, sore muscle held it back, with no place to go. I felt as if I was going to pass out. Deep breathes continued as I slowed my dancing down until I was able to breath again. The pain continued to shoot through my lungs as if I was holding my breath under water. Finally I was okay again.
Leo came back with his friend and I was dancing with Adrian so I didn't know what to do so I rubbed my butt all up agaisnt Leo's as I held Adrian in my arms. I don't think the two minded, or really knew about eachother. At times I was able to pull off dancing with both of them up close. I didn't want it to look like I was playing either of them. I was having fun, they were having fun and they were hot and they both said that I was hot. Then finally after the last song they told everyone to leave. Juan had called and left a message saying he had went home with his friend John because after 1am they didn't allow anyone else in because it was too full. So I said goodbye to Adrian and when he walked away I said goodbye to Leo. Leo reached in and gave me a kiss on my check, which then lead to a kiss on my lips. So I asked if they would go to the Liquour store next door and get some water with me. So I followed them downstairs and off we went. I downed the Strawberry Gatoraide as if it was air. I said goodbye to Leo and his friend and Leo asked if I wanted his number. I gave him my phone and he entered it and told him to call him and he left. I started to go back to my car when I saw Adrian so I went over to talk to him when some tall guy came up to me and was like "i think you go to my gym." He was maybe 23. I said I don't know and he asked which one. I told him and he was like yup I have seen you there. So I told him that was cool and went over to Adrian. He seemed like a cool guy but a little too shy, and I was going to ask to trade numbers when I turned and saw Leo and his friend were back and waved me over. So I went over and they asked what I was doing and I told them nothing, and we talked mindless chitchatter, and they left again so like a circle I went back to Adrian and told him goodbye. Then I went off to find Leo and his friend. They were walking down the street and were surprised that I came with them. I asked them if they would walk me to my car and they agreed.
Soon I found myself up agaisnt my vehicle. Leo's friend had walked back to their car alone as Leo stood right in front of me. Leaning in our lips found eachothers, the taste of strawberry swurled between our tongues as we breathed tight. Our breaths small, as his face slid across mine. He pressed up agaisnt me and I could feel the boldness of his loose jeans push up against me. People were watching, I didn't care they could watch. I pulled him closer with my arms until he was up agaisnt my body, our shirts, wet with our own sweat from dancing felt crisp and cool in the ocean early morning breeze. I inched my fingers along his waist and to his back where I slowly felt his waste line. Thin and tight. I Stuck the ends of my fingers between his boxers and his pants and moved down to find his ass was firm. Not wanting to start anything I couldn't finish I moved my hand up back to his back an calmly rubbed it. After about five mintues we stopped kissing. I told him I would call him and he begain to walk away still holding my hand. Suddenly he came back and kissed me back on the cheek, and once again our lips found eachothers. This time he pressed up against me so much I was now leaning back onto my car, pulling him closer to me as our heartbeats echoed on the edge of the street. Our jaws swept with the motion of waves as I wanted this so satisfying feeling to never end. After four small, soft gentle kisses on the lips, he re-adjusted his pants and walked away. "Make sure you call me" he said, "Damn you kiss so good." And so I got into my car, smiled, and went home.
Juan left a message on my phone saying sorry that he had went home with John, but John was upset that he couldn't get it. Oh Juan trust me it is OKAY! Day one of Pride weekend is over....what a way for it to begin :) ::to be continued::
By the time Juan's friends got to Boy Bar, the line was down the street. They quickly got a second round of drinks, I declined, and we stumbled are way up the steps and back onto the dancefloor. They played really good music. They not only played the popular club mixes but they also did very good mixed versions of old skool soundtracks. Juan and his friends didn't dance much at first and at times I was by myself on the dancefloor because they would go off to get more drinks. I noticed these two latino guys kept dancing closer an closer to me and so finally I got enough nerve (or medusa was kicking in) and questioned on whether or not the two was a couple, the friend said no and I said that I only ask because I thought his friend was hot. His friend replied that he found that funny because he thought the same thing, and thus started the dance between Leo and I. We danced for a litle bit but then they had to go somewhere so I was alone again, I didn't know where Juan and them were.
It was weird dancing in the same place that my mother left footprints just some five years ago. There was just something satisfying and fulfilling about the whole situation. While dancing I noticed this tall Latino guy kept looking at me and smiling. He wore a stripped green polo with a red shirt underneath and black pants. Sure enough soon they were right next to me and so I asked if he wanted to dance and so I found myself dancing with Adrian. The hours at the gym that I had put in before getting ready were starting to take effect on me as I struggled to breath at some points. My body was sore, maybe I was not in the condition to dance. I didn't care. One of the popular trendy trance beat songs came on and I found myself moving my body slow, hip by hip, shanking the sides of my stomach like a snake (medusa taking over), then faster and faster, as finally I grabbed the lower ceiling and gave it my best shot at the climax of the song as I dropped to the ground then up, then back ground, fliping my ass like a fin, bumping and grinding the empty air. I swurled my hands around as if fireflies were between my finger tips, twisting them, bending them, expanding them as I noticed the people that were behind me started to curve around me, opening up the dancefloor as they watched the white boy in motion. They begain to clap as the song started to creshendo back from the climax and my ass, now tap, tap, tap, tap, as I started to go back to the slow rhythm. Now back dancing with Adrian, some guy came up and said "damn boy you got a lot of energy." I laughed an continued dancing. At this point I could barley breath. I shouldn't have done those extra crunches at the gym, as I found myself struggling to breath. My chest tried to expand but couldn't, the tense, sore muscle held it back, with no place to go. I felt as if I was going to pass out. Deep breathes continued as I slowed my dancing down until I was able to breath again. The pain continued to shoot through my lungs as if I was holding my breath under water. Finally I was okay again.
Leo came back with his friend and I was dancing with Adrian so I didn't know what to do so I rubbed my butt all up agaisnt Leo's as I held Adrian in my arms. I don't think the two minded, or really knew about eachother. At times I was able to pull off dancing with both of them up close. I didn't want it to look like I was playing either of them. I was having fun, they were having fun and they were hot and they both said that I was hot. Then finally after the last song they told everyone to leave. Juan had called and left a message saying he had went home with his friend John because after 1am they didn't allow anyone else in because it was too full. So I said goodbye to Adrian and when he walked away I said goodbye to Leo. Leo reached in and gave me a kiss on my check, which then lead to a kiss on my lips. So I asked if they would go to the Liquour store next door and get some water with me. So I followed them downstairs and off we went. I downed the Strawberry Gatoraide as if it was air. I said goodbye to Leo and his friend and Leo asked if I wanted his number. I gave him my phone and he entered it and told him to call him and he left. I started to go back to my car when I saw Adrian so I went over to talk to him when some tall guy came up to me and was like "i think you go to my gym." He was maybe 23. I said I don't know and he asked which one. I told him and he was like yup I have seen you there. So I told him that was cool and went over to Adrian. He seemed like a cool guy but a little too shy, and I was going to ask to trade numbers when I turned and saw Leo and his friend were back and waved me over. So I went over and they asked what I was doing and I told them nothing, and we talked mindless chitchatter, and they left again so like a circle I went back to Adrian and told him goodbye. Then I went off to find Leo and his friend. They were walking down the street and were surprised that I came with them. I asked them if they would walk me to my car and they agreed.
Soon I found myself up agaisnt my vehicle. Leo's friend had walked back to their car alone as Leo stood right in front of me. Leaning in our lips found eachothers, the taste of strawberry swurled between our tongues as we breathed tight. Our breaths small, as his face slid across mine. He pressed up agaisnt me and I could feel the boldness of his loose jeans push up against me. People were watching, I didn't care they could watch. I pulled him closer with my arms until he was up agaisnt my body, our shirts, wet with our own sweat from dancing felt crisp and cool in the ocean early morning breeze. I inched my fingers along his waist and to his back where I slowly felt his waste line. Thin and tight. I Stuck the ends of my fingers between his boxers and his pants and moved down to find his ass was firm. Not wanting to start anything I couldn't finish I moved my hand up back to his back an calmly rubbed it. After about five mintues we stopped kissing. I told him I would call him and he begain to walk away still holding my hand. Suddenly he came back and kissed me back on the cheek, and once again our lips found eachothers. This time he pressed up against me so much I was now leaning back onto my car, pulling him closer to me as our heartbeats echoed on the edge of the street. Our jaws swept with the motion of waves as I wanted this so satisfying feeling to never end. After four small, soft gentle kisses on the lips, he re-adjusted his pants and walked away. "Make sure you call me" he said, "Damn you kiss so good." And so I got into my car, smiled, and went home.
Juan left a message on my phone saying sorry that he had went home with John, but John was upset that he couldn't get it. Oh Juan trust me it is OKAY! Day one of Pride weekend is over....what a way for it to begin :) ::to be continued::