Bi-Sexual Male / 43
For A Time I Was A Frequent Traveler To NYC
I was in a club one night in NY and saw this man kiss this other man. I did not make the connection that I was in a gay club. A table opened up and I sat down and ordered a drink from an obviously gay guy. As I looked around it was apparent that I was in a gay club, men dancing, necking, touching. The waiter brought the drink and asked where I was from. I told him I was from out of town staying at the Marriott.
I watched like a lurker in the shadows, men dancing, others making a connection, some came alone, others in pairs. I felt myself getting an erection, this one man kept looking my way. We made eye contact. He approached and asked if he could join me. We talked about local politics, he too was a visitor dropping in. Unlike me he knew well what kind of club he came to, unlike me who followed the recommendation of the concierge.
Not my thing I told myself. But he wanted it to be my thing. I followed, and we left, went back to my hotel room. It was a long night, in the morning he was gone, and with him my watch and wallet. I'd been rolled like a virgin traveler.
I made several trips to NY during the following months and came to know the club well. Not always, from time to time, I returned to my room with company. Never the same person, the same persons were never there when I made my next visit to NY.
I watched like a lurker in the shadows, men dancing, others making a connection, some came alone, others in pairs. I felt myself getting an erection, this one man kept looking my way. We made eye contact. He approached and asked if he could join me. We talked about local politics, he too was a visitor dropping in. Unlike me he knew well what kind of club he came to, unlike me who followed the recommendation of the concierge.
Not my thing I told myself. But he wanted it to be my thing. I followed, and we left, went back to my hotel room. It was a long night, in the morning he was gone, and with him my watch and wallet. I'd been rolled like a virgin traveler.
I made several trips to NY during the following months and came to know the club well. Not always, from time to time, I returned to my room with company. Never the same person, the same persons were never there when I made my next visit to NY.
