If you came here (heh) because you were thinking what I thought you were thinking, I am sorry to inform you that my butthole is exactly the same size as it was before. :)
Last Saturday, I attended the Big Gay Out 2005 concert/party at The Court Hotel in Northbridge. I didn't plan on attending it initially, but for reasons I detailed previously, I decided what the heck, I'll just give it a shot (hehe). It was my first time attending a gay & lesbian event, hence the title of this entry.
Initially, I was supposed to bring Nicole with me, but she had stomach pains that evening. So being the perfect boyfriend that I am, I left her home alone whilst I went to the Court Hotel myself.
When I got there at 10pm, the place was already jam-packed. The highlight of the night was Vanessa Amorosi, who is an Australian singer with minimal success locally and virtually no success internationally. I was wrong about her singing abilities. Despite her pint size, Vanessa Amorosi has impressive vocals comparable to Whitney Houston and she sounded amazing live on stage. The front row of the crowd was only an inch to the stage, and the audience was so crazy, so loud yet so well behaved. Vanessa Amorosi summed it up when she said "Perth fucking rocks!"
For me, it was as entertaining to watch the gig on stage, as it was to see the people at the gig off stage. Like I said, it was my first time at a gay club. I went there with some stereotypes on my mind *Kenny visualised big buff muscular men in pink tutus*. I was very wrong actually. In my opinion, the gay club isn't any much different to any other regular nightclubs. The only difference is: instead of me standing alone in the corner with a beer in my hand watching 300 men kissing/groping their girls , I was standing alone in the corner with a beer in my hand watching 300 men kissing/groping each other.
There are straight people at the event, but probably only about 20 out of 1000 that were there. The rest of the people were all gay couples who very openly show their affection for one another with all the kissing and groping that goes on. Once you accepted the fact that that's the way gays behave, you'll find it slightly amusing and realise that it wasn't actually that gross.
There's a good mix of different age groups and different races of people there. Many people often have the misconception that gay guys are very good looking guys who take very good care of themselves with all these moisturizing and exfoliating that's going on. (The term 'metrosexual' applies to men who do all that but are still straight, eg David Beckham and the cover models of GQ magazine) Well that's true to a certain extent, but not all of the gay guys are like that.
Look at them! Try calling these people metrosexuals! (Well actually you can't, because they are gays.)
The revellers there are kind enough to pose for photos everytime I ask them.
Look at the one on the right. Pretty cute isn't it? Well, all I can say is that 'she' is not that kind of girl. :)
There were quite a few drag queens parading around. Some of them are seven feet tall and can easily throw me out of the club with one swift kick. Despite their intimidating size, they are actually very nice and gentle. This one accidentally bumped into me. But instead of being told to 'fuck off' like what usually happen, he said to me in the most hair-raising voice "Oh, SHHAAAAAAWWWWW-REEEEEEEIIIIII!", and then gay-waved at me. I find it mildly amusing.
One of the most memorable event that night happened when I was about to leave the club. I noticed a trio of fairly goodlooking guys sitting on the table, so I approached them asking if I can take a photo of them. They obligingly posed, and then asked to see the picture on my digital camera. The guy in the middle then asked me.
"Zis iz not for the newsh-paper, iz it?"
"Not at all. Its for my personal website that's all!"
"Oh zhat's ok! Zjust that I'm not allowed to appear on the newspaper, zhat's all!" (I didn't ask him why.)
"No worries! Its not gonna appear on the newspaper for sure."
"What's your name?"
"Oh hi Kenny! Do you workout?"
"Yes I do, but not much these days."
"Realllyyy?? You look great, you know."
He then proceeded to squeeze my biceps while the guy on the right touched and squeezed my right breast.
Strangely, it felt good.
Heh. So what do you think?
Have you ever been flirted by someone the same-sex as you? Or, if you are gay/lesbian/bisexual, do you flirt and fondle with your straight friends - just for kicks? Tell me!