I kissed a boy…

And yeah, I liked it. Duh!

Last Friday was the reintroduction of Tank night at our local gay bar. Tank night was the once-a-month leather night event— until Covid. It gives guys (and gals, but mostly guys) a chance to get dolled up in leather hoods and parade around a darkened bar.

Last Friday was the first one since the before times.

Also, I guess calling it a “leather” night is a bit of a misnomer. It’s really a gear/fetish night. So jockstraps, latex, neoprene, singlets, masks, uniforms… it’s all good. Just so long as it isn’t chinos and a polo. A lot of guys do wear harnesses and such, and a LOT of boys wear jocks.

Anyway- I busted out a pair of leather shorts and a harness and went. The leather shorts have not seen an event since roughly 1998- and that was IML. But I can fit into them again, so praise be!

While I was there, I kept crossing paths with a tall kid in a singlet and baseball cap. He kept looking— as did I— but he was with his friends. At one point he did walk by and brush up against me as he said, “Hey daddy.” I replied in kind “Hey boy.” He smiled.

Later, I decided to go out into the “non gear” side of the bar— just to parade myself a bit. And to see the shower boys (naked guys shower in public at the bar and get hard for the crowd). And to see if I had any friends out and about.

I ran into tall boy again. This time, sans friends. So we started chatting.

He likes daddies and liked my beard. I liked his beard and that he was 25. He was flirty. I was flirty. He said I was making him hard. His singlet did NOT hide it well. So we decided to head back into tank where it was a bit darker and more private.

Where we made out for a hot minute or two. Or several.

Yeah yeah. His singlet left nothing to the imagination. Neither did him placing my hand on *it*. And just between you, me, and the fence post? It is a fence post. 😳

Did I mention this kid is 6’4”? He’s also fairly sporty (plays softball, skis, bikes, fishes, etc). And he’s pretty darn cute.

He’s also 25. And lives 30 miles north of the city. And he’s 25. And he works part time at the bar. And did I mention he’s 25?

So naturally I’m not thinking this will amount to a hill o’ beans. But at least a bit wanted to but his beard on my beard. And that doesn’t happen to very often for me, so… win?

About cb

Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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2 Responses to I kissed a boy…

  1. GregM says:

    Yes, definitely a win! Just have fun and don’t over think it. And, like I tell my husband – pics or it didn’t happen. 😉

  2. Ben says:

    This is definitely a new stage. Should I be concerned at the number of boys that want their dad to blow them? Not questioning. Not complaining. Just enjoying it while it lasts. LOL

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