BR: Thursday (and random times)
Note: These recounts will be incomplete due to the stress of the event making my brain not process or remember all that went down. If there's something we did together and I forgot about it and you want it posted, let me know. Also, if I don't put your real name and you'd like it in, or if I don't put your LJ name and you want it in, let me know.
Well, let's see. Where to begin?
My suitcase was already full of clean clothes from going to Williamsburg last weekend with WinterRoseASFR. So that made packing a lot easier.
However, getting there was trickier. Didn't want to risk Metro frisking mah bagz, so I took bus instead. 70 to I think the D6. Dropped me off right at the hotel. Giant heavy ass suitcase 3 blocks to the bus and then lugging it around from there is never fun, but I dealt.
When I got there, I saw motorhead5 and NyghtOwl checking in. I keep having this thing with NyghtOwl where we both will show up at events held at the Hyatt at the exact same time w/o even trying. It's kinda weird, but quite convenient. NyghtOwl offered for me to crash with him again this time, which was quite nice of him. I remembered to bring earplugs, as he snores louder than a chainsaw.
Checked in, got our stuff up to the room. I forget what those fuckers went off to do, but I went to the pre-con meet & greet. Had good blue cheese, schmoozed, met some ppl I had seen on the event website. Always a good thing.
And then the 2 fuckers (it's just easier to call them that) and I went off to a cigar bar in the Metro Center-y area called Shelly's Backroom. Fantastic ambience, good food, good drinks, good service. (PRICEY!) Interesting clientele. Men and women (more women than I would have expected, actually. And certainly not just butch women.) in either casual clothes or business wear. Got initiated into the NyghtOwl fold by playing the Movie Game with them. I'll have to teach it to my movie geek friends sometime... ya'all'll like it. Was taught the fine art of cigars by NyghtOwl, who not only is an aficionado, but is also a fetishist.
OH! And I had NyghtOwl choose a drink and a cigar for me. I had never had a man order for me before, and I always wanted to try. It was kinda D/s-y and sexy. Sometime I'd even like to let a guy choose dinner for me, too. (Any takers?)
NyghtOwl and I have an interesting dynamic. We're both switches, and we both enjoy gender play. So sometimes he's Sir/Daddy and I'm boi. Sometimes *I'M* Daddy and HE'S boy. Sometimes he's Dom and I'm sub of whatever gender. But most of the time, we're equals. We slip into and out of play casually and sometimes rapidly. And having spent more time together this weekend, we've grown even closer. I'd compare our relationship to being very similar to the one I have with RS, close friends who love each other w/o being in love with each other, but with more play. But that might be because we see each other rarely and most of the time, it's in a place with BDSM. I have a feeling if we lived near each other, it would be more like with RS. Which is interesting, because they're both tall, large men. They kinda remind me of each other.
Anyway, throughout the weekend, we'd fall into quick and easy play together. I would help him with his boots. Do little things for him. Call him Sir. He'd call me boy occasionally. I liked that.
Cabbed back (first time in a cab since they changed to the meter system. I'm curious to see how much it costs to go from Chinatown to the Crucible now.), had B. (don't know his LJ name either) crash with us.
An excellent, non-kinky start to BR.
Next entry will be Friday.
Well, let's see. Where to begin?
My suitcase was already full of clean clothes from going to Williamsburg last weekend with WinterRoseASFR. So that made packing a lot easier.
However, getting there was trickier. Didn't want to risk Metro frisking mah bagz, so I took bus instead. 70 to I think the D6. Dropped me off right at the hotel. Giant heavy ass suitcase 3 blocks to the bus and then lugging it around from there is never fun, but I dealt.
When I got there, I saw motorhead5 and NyghtOwl checking in. I keep having this thing with NyghtOwl where we both will show up at events held at the Hyatt at the exact same time w/o even trying. It's kinda weird, but quite convenient. NyghtOwl offered for me to crash with him again this time, which was quite nice of him. I remembered to bring earplugs, as he snores louder than a chainsaw.
Checked in, got our stuff up to the room. I forget what those fuckers went off to do, but I went to the pre-con meet & greet. Had good blue cheese, schmoozed, met some ppl I had seen on the event website. Always a good thing.
And then the 2 fuckers (it's just easier to call them that) and I went off to a cigar bar in the Metro Center-y area called Shelly's Backroom. Fantastic ambience, good food, good drinks, good service. (PRICEY!) Interesting clientele. Men and women (more women than I would have expected, actually. And certainly not just butch women.) in either casual clothes or business wear. Got initiated into the NyghtOwl fold by playing the Movie Game with them. I'll have to teach it to my movie geek friends sometime... ya'all'll like it. Was taught the fine art of cigars by NyghtOwl, who not only is an aficionado, but is also a fetishist.
OH! And I had NyghtOwl choose a drink and a cigar for me. I had never had a man order for me before, and I always wanted to try. It was kinda D/s-y and sexy. Sometime I'd even like to let a guy choose dinner for me, too. (Any takers?)
NyghtOwl and I have an interesting dynamic. We're both switches, and we both enjoy gender play. So sometimes he's Sir/Daddy and I'm boi. Sometimes *I'M* Daddy and HE'S boy. Sometimes he's Dom and I'm sub of whatever gender. But most of the time, we're equals. We slip into and out of play casually and sometimes rapidly. And having spent more time together this weekend, we've grown even closer. I'd compare our relationship to being very similar to the one I have with RS, close friends who love each other w/o being in love with each other, but with more play. But that might be because we see each other rarely and most of the time, it's in a place with BDSM. I have a feeling if we lived near each other, it would be more like with RS. Which is interesting, because they're both tall, large men. They kinda remind me of each other.
Anyway, throughout the weekend, we'd fall into quick and easy play together. I would help him with his boots. Do little things for him. Call him Sir. He'd call me boy occasionally. I liked that.
Cabbed back (first time in a cab since they changed to the meter system. I'm curious to see how much it costs to go from Chinatown to the Crucible now.), had B. (don't know his LJ name either) crash with us.
An excellent, non-kinky start to BR.
Next entry will be Friday.