I went to Club Universe tonight, as a matter of fact, I just shed all my club gear (sweaty), makeup (flawless), and hair accessories (wicked) a few minutes ago. I wanted to blog while this evening's events were still fresh in my mind. Club Universe is a throbbing, sweaty and sexy joint full of throbbing, sweaty and sexy gay men. And a few lesbians. And of course, a few fag hags like myself. OH yah, and a random straight couple.
A former student of mine, Asian Princess, and a friend from SFSU, Stalker Material, hooked up after many years (seriously) of talking about going out. I lost my damn VIP card, but I managed to talk my way into the club. As soon as we walk in, the air warms about 15-20 degrees. I get my wristband and make my way to the main area. The boys rush over to the bathroom, and I stand there, taking it all in. Three men are dancing on platforms, another one above the circular bar. One of the dancers looks like The Closet Wife Beater. I want to laugh, but I'm staring at him, amazed at the similarity in appearance. I wonder if he shakes it as much as this guy does. And what's up with the mirrored fluffy pants?
The music pounds it way into your chest, you can feel it resonating. Asian Princess grabbed my hand and we headed for the dance floor. I amazingly saw people who I met about 5 years ago. It made me wonder about a club scene that has people sticking around for five years. Maybe people move on and go to other clubs, and maybe some outgrow The Life. But to see the same people, it was an interesting sight. There were some men who were clearly using, and you know what I mean, and I watched as they felt their way around their dance partner's body. I thought it interesting to watch, assuming that they were together, but later on, I saw him with another man. Who knows. I am not even sure he knows. I danced so hard after awhile, the sweat that pours off my dancing neighbors' bodies and onto mine doesnt' even bother me anymore. It's so wet in the crowd it feels like you're in a shower with someone.
I didn't drink, and that may be somewhat strange for many of you, because I know that's what folks do. But I had a good time nonetheless. Oh yah, no fights to worry about.
But it's time for 2 Kisses and a Lie! This is a version of 2 Truths and a Lie, Gay Club Edition. Which one of these events did not occur at Club Universe?
- Kiss Me, I'm Having Fun I was dancing with Stalker Material, and all of a sudden I feel someone's hands on my ass. I don't really think anything of it, because it's not a credit card swiping action in my crack or anything, it's just someone admiring the goods. I turn around and here's this big blond guy, no shirt on (most guys are shirtless) with eyes wide open, saying "heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey" to me and then he kisses me. His face is so sweaty, his lips slide off my cheek.
- No Tongue, Please I smile at a guy dancing next to me. He grabs me by the hips and pulls me closer. We dance for a while like that, face to face, and his friend comes up from behind and they bust out in a Voodoo Sammich. I'm in love cause these two guys are cute Latinos who can really dance. The one who is in front of me kisses me on the cheek and then reaches over to the guy behind me, over my shoulder, and kisses him. Slurp sounds in my ear are still giving me the willies.
- Kiss Me, Young Boy! Stalker Material and I were dancing, and watched as a big buff dude push his way past a crowd of younger men. The boys then were catcalling him and I started laughing at them. We met up again outside and made some small talk, and it turns out they go to the university where I used to work. I see them back inside and one of them says, your friend is CUTE. He kisses me and then says "So are you."
Get to work.
Much love, and tell you more on Monday,
Voodoo
PS: Good night and good morning, America.
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