| My trip to San Francisco, filled with gay debaucheries, was a complete success – and I am so exhausted. Friday night was dedicated to Bench and Bar in Oakland. After checking in and a quick freshening up – Lomo and myself headed over to the BART station and veered out underneath the bay into the ghetto. Actually, the area was not bad at all. The club was nice – lots of hot Latinos – we arrived early, so we downed a bunch of beers and a couple of shots – and to all of you who know me, yes I did a shot of Tequila – twice. A couple of the local dancers came out – very cute and friendly. As we gazed upon the new faces in the crowd – we were shocked when we saw Los Angeles dancers Andres and Johnny popping up on the boxes. It was a bit amusing having to travel all the way up north to see local male gogoboys from L.A. Later in the night, there was shower a show – one of the local dancers dropped his shorts a little too far – and I saw beads of water bounce off a gorgeously dark uncut cock. Needless to say, he was dragged offstage right away and I didn’t see anyone else in the shower for the rest of the night. We had heard rumors that some of the Club Papi dancers had gotten their dicks sucked off onstage – so our expectations were quite high. Needless to say, it wasn’t that exciting, but I was glad for the free flash.
Day two consisted of – well, no – it was consumed by – naked, nude, non-clothed male dancers. We stopped off at the Nob Hill Theater, pretty much the last remaining gay sleaze left in San Francisco – unfortunately, it looked like it was on it’s last leg. If you go there before noon – tickets to the theater are only $20, after noon, they are $30. The club posts a schedule of the dancers, usually with the nude picture. The schedule sometimes changes, so check back hourly if you are in the area. The problem is not with the dancers – there were a lot of hot guys willing to dance naked, come out to your seat and give a quick “rub” dance for a dollar or two – or as they announce “The bigger the bill, the bigger the thrill!” Touching is allowed, anything more than that – the guys are willing to do private shows for a negotiated price. Victor – a hot Brazilian dancer offered me one outrageous price – however – my friend Lomo was offered the same thing for considerably less – so you kinda have to watch what you are doing – or willing to pay for. Needless to say – I did no private dances – I am not sure if Lomo did or not, however, I would be afraid to see what his clothes looked like under black light. Forrest and Joey were another couple of hotties sporting thick, dark bushes of pubic hair – and big cocks. Adrian was a big surprise – what his picture showed as an average cock – turned out to be a fat pyramid cock that you could not wrap you hand around. Between shows, we would run to the corner and grabbed a few beers at the Yong San Lounge before the next performance. After a few times – we were quite buzzed and finished the night off after the multi man show. You would think with all of this, the place would be packed – alas – no. Besides Lomo and myself there were a handful (actually – one hand) of guys there to see the shows. I do not see it continuing much longer – but I would like for you all to prove me wrong. Support the Nob Hill Theatre every time you are in San Francisco – and more importantly – support the dancers!
Day three – we ate and ate and ate. San Francisco is amazing – I think I may have to make this an annual trip.
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