This is how you get a boy into your bathroom stall.
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February 11th, 2013 at 10:33 am
Ya know, I never have been much of one for bathroom stalls, not sure why. Now give me an adult video arcade with a bunch of horny “straight” men on lunch break needing a little cock sucking, now that’s what I am talking about!
February 11th, 2013 at 12:20 pm
That bathroom is spotless…how disappointing.
February 11th, 2013 at 2:06 pm
So you want to be a Congressional Page? Day One, Lesson One.
February 11th, 2013 at 9:45 pm
I cannot help but ask; is this from another night at your club?
February 12th, 2013 at 6:57 am
No, KJ, it’s not. But it could be given the behavior of some of our customers.
I once walked into the loo and in the area where our urinals are I found an adorable blonde twink of about 23 years of age bent over blowing a guy whilst getting his ass eaten by another.
I informed them that under club policy and Washington State law they were all officially “bounced” from the club and as they were pulling up pants and putting away peens the blonde doing the blowing and having his ass munched looked at me with unbelieving eyes and in a voice trembling with shock said,
“You’re throwing MEEEEEE out? But I’m the victim here!!”
February 13th, 2013 at 12:38 am
Well, of course they were carrying on in the john, since bars dont have back rooms (or dark areas, like some in NYC) anymore. But then, there is that huge, empty 2nd floor above Q that you would never be tempted to turn into a sex parlor, although it would seem OK for private tours by the owner. Just don’t take that blonde twink who talks like a lesbian.
February 13th, 2013 at 7:55 am
That’s pretty much what I did to you at the “Don’t drink and drive in ’85″ party.
February 13th, 2013 at 10:32 am
Yeah, right! You were never big enough or tough enough to drag me anywhere I didn’t want to go already.