NYCPISSBEAR got me thinking of horrible experiences....

I know we have all had days where everything just seems to go wrong. Dates and tricks can be the best of the worst!

There is one event I recall back in the early 80's, when I think I was the only person at the bars who DIDN'T ever snort coke.  I hadn't thought of this evening in ages until I saw a movie from the NetFlix gay section the other day (and damn it, if I can't remember the name now).  Anyways, the parallel was freakishly similar.

I was always the tall, long, lean and lanky twink who couldn't put on a pound no matter how much I ate - how I envy that now, so I was so surprised when this HOT musclebound bodybuilder hit on me in the leather bar one Saturday night.  The guy was already flying a bit but after seeing the huge bulge in his Levi 501's (1980's, remember) I didn't hesitate for a moment when he invited me back to his place for "an ass pounding I'd remember."

Before we left we hit the men's room for a leak.  He also pulled out a rolled up bill and snorted what was obviously not his first line of the evening.  We hailed a cab and in no time were back at his place.  Just like the movie,  we had our clothes off in no time and this guy started flexing for me (I hadn't asked for this).  He flexed and posed and flexed and posed in front of me and the many mirrors all around his bedroom. 

A bit wierd and self-obsessed I thought, but what the fuck, his cock was huge and it was going to be mine!  He got to one point in his flexing and he clenched down to really show off his abs and.....the wonderfully cheap coke he bought kicked in --- or should I say the laxatives it was cut with did.  Right there, legs spread, rippling abs, bulging thighs and an uncontrollable mud-letting.

When the momentary shock was replaced with reality of it , I was laughing so uncontrollably loud and hard that I fell off the chair, breaking it to pieces, dislocating my shoulder and breaking my wrist!  There I am, can't get my shirt back on, barely could get my pants on, in unbelievable pain yet laughing so hard I had tears rolling down my face, I ran for the door to find a cab to get to the emergency room.  I told a partial truth - about sitting down in a chair and it breaking to pieces, sending me ass over kettle. If they only knew how it really happened!

The poor guy.  I never got to say good bye, thanks for the show or "sorry"  because he had run into the shower to continue his uncontrollable spraying!  Funny, I never saw him in the bar again either.  Always wondered what happened to him.