go for four?

i finally made it to the west side club on wednesday to obtain the coveted membership.

i wanted to see the latest harry potter movie, and i see the sun setting on that possibility so i went wednesday to catch the 10:10 show (forgetting that it is almost 3 hours long). i got into the city early so figured i would get my membership without actually going to the club. picked up a couple of beers, just in case i could not control myself and went in, and arrived before 10. i found out that i could get a premium membership for 20 more that would cover both the east and west side clubs so i figured i would go for it. had enough money for the premium membership but not enough to get the membership and enter the club, somewhere in my walking from the atm to the club, possibly when i picked up the beer, i felt that i could stop in for a wee bit and leave in time, or not, to see the movie. went back to the atm on 6th [btw why does the flatiron building have this big citibank banner on the scaffolding outside but not have a branch, that i can see, in the building, i always end up walking up and down each side certain that there must be an atm but never find one] stopped at the porno shop nearby and then saw i was running late so headed quickly for the theater on union square. got there in plenty of time, but when i saw how late the movie let out (1 something) i said fuck it.

i thought about going to a club instead, or followed through on my subconscious plan to go to a club all along, but thought first i needed to eat and/or drink something. stopped at a pizza place and got a slice while downing my 2 24 oz coors lights and reading "the greatest miracle in the world" after getting nicely toasted i decided to pretend to leave to fate whether i would go home or to a club. fate and i didn't agree however so i went to a club anyway. i figured the east side club would be a safer bet than either the west side or the studio and i had never actually had a room at the east side so i went for it. i stopped at 2 bars on the way having a drink at each (you see a trend with this alcohol consumption don't you?) and watching a bit of the women's semifinal's in the australian open.

after all that drinking, looking back about 6 beers, i was really toasted and more than ready and horny. i must say i got a great room, right at an intersection of hallways downstairs. i had a really great time, first guy, asian, nice build and nice guy wanted to get fucked. he wanted a condom and when he asked if i had one i said 'no' and then after a second i realized i did and changed my answer laughing. i fucked him and can't remember if he came. (i remember in an earlier post i wouldn't do this cataloging of exploits thing but i seem to be on a roll.) i just rested with the door open and then a black guy came by, really nice and wanted to fuck, raw this time which was fine by me. we were fucking for a while and i am pretty sure he came, as when we stopped he said that he could go home. then i saw a guy i've seen at the studio a couple of time, he has fucked me before. he came in and started fucking me and came up my ass, after he pulled out i went to clean his cock off. i was hot tasting 2 loads and my ass juices, which, while not dirty, were a little funky. i cleaned up and went back to my room to rest a bit, with the door open of course. another guy, a white guy this time cam e in and started fingering my hole. he more told than asked, you've got some loads up there already and started fucking me. he fucked me a while, pulled out and i went to cleaning his dick off again, still hot and a wee bit funkier, and then he jerked off in my mouth. i cleaned up again and resolved that i would get out of my room a bit. i walked around all three floors but didn't meet anyone with a mutual interest so i returned to my room. this hot hispanic guy came in and made it clear he wanted to be fucked. i was more than happy and even happier when i felt the other loads he had up his ass. i had to go down and lick his ass out a bit and then went back to fucking him, finally dumping load number six up his ass. after which i went down to see if i could get a taste, don't know if i got any cum but his ass tasted wonderful. he gave me his number which i have yet to call but don't doubt that i will and i went home happy if much later than i intended.

so i ended the night sexually satisfied and with a membership to three of the four sex clubs in the city. i haven't been to el mirage in a while and wonder if it is worth getting a membership there. as a bit of a collector it seems like the thing to do although it also sounds like a waste of money considering how often i would be likely to go. i believe i will probably get a membership just because it sounds so slutty to me to have a membership to all 4 clubs. maybe i could rent them out to people, similar to the guys who sell you a swipe at the subway station; i would be worried about getting my member card back though.

lastly in a springeresque wrap up, i wonder if the drinking so much before going to a club is a good idea. i have actually thought to myself that i should go in straight some time and see how it goes. still working on that one.