So, we usually keep Saturday night as a ‘date night’ where my partner and I go to a movie, or a club or dinner or something.  No matter where we go, we always participate in our favorite past time….people watching.  We love to go to our trusty tame and ‘gay friendly’ club and watch people.  We like to figure out their relationships and create a fantasy back story behind what we see.  ”That must be a professor at the local university who is with one of his students,” when we saw an older/younger gay couple.  ”That straight guy loves to hit on girls; practically a different one each time and seems to be rather successful.”  And who could forget, ” That older couple who tries to pick up younger girls for a wild, experimental night. “

Well, one particular Saturday, in Spring of 09, we decided to ditch our norm and head to our closest metro area which has a somewhat diminishing but still thriving gay night life.   We decided to go to a club that was off the beaten track for a few reasons but mainly because it was off the beaten track.  As usual ,the butterflies attacked our stomachs as the nerves kicked in as they always does when we work ourselves up to go into one of these establishments.  We finally decided to suck it up and climb the stairs that led to the front door.

As we neared the top of the stairs to the front door of the club, we heard the pounding rhythm of dance music. The music was good, this must be a good sign.  We then entered into the club and there was a man at the booth where you pay your cover charge that motioned us in.  As we turned, we saw a few guys on the dance floor in underwear and jock straps.  I turned to my partner with a shocked look on my face.  We both resisted the urge to turn around and head back down the stairs though we did debate for a moment.  ”I did not come all this way to turn around and leave,” my partner declared.  We climbed the few steps to the first bar area where we bought a few drinks.  This would calm our nerves and we could assess the situation from there.

The club was nicely decorated;  modern, clean and not grungy at all.  There was a dance floor that had balconies overlooking it on 3 sides and a large mirrored wall on one side.  The club had huge ceilings.  The music was good.  We thought that this place was not bad but why were there not more people dancing?  We love to dance.  We were about to find out the answer to our question.  As the drinks started to empty, we saw a few more people walking down from the upstairs balconies through the bar area where we were.  Every once in a while someone came through in underwear, jockstraps or even naked.  Strange we thought but this is the big city so perhaps it was not extraordinary.  The club where we normally went was a mixed crowd and the most naked anyone got was a guy taking his shirt off or a political statement by a woman who chose to go topless.

We waited for a bit and curiosity got to us so we decided to go upstairs to see what was going on and were we shocked.  We saw more naked men.  Truthfully, only about 10% of the men were naked or in underwear but that was more than we had ever seen before and why were they naked.  As we got closer to the upstairs bar, we noticed men milling around and some were making out and then we saw one man was giving another oral sex.  Right there in public, out in the open!  That made my knees buckle again-nerves not pleasure- so I had to find somewhere to sit down as I could not support my own body weight.  I was shaking as well.  After what seemed like a mini eternity I got up and started to look for my partner who had been wandering around.  We found each other and he said to me, “Look there behind that black curtain.”  As I went to look, and pulled back the black curtain there was a room there. I took two steps in and there were a few guys sitting on a sofa and there was a contraption in the middle of the very dark room.  It was a padded horse similar to the ones we used in gym class for gymnastics.  I thought it was just an odd couch.

We then went to stand over the dance floor to watch people dancing but there was no one dancing.  There was however a steady stream of men walking behind us to another area.  As they walked by they gave us stares.  As usual I would look down but my partner did not.  In my opinion, my partner is extremely attractive.  He has a wicked, athletic, muscular body albeit, a little out of shape now by approximately 10 pounds.  But a body that was built on that of an elite athlete.  Coupled with that, he is extremely friendly and always has a smile for everyone.  On the other end of the spectrum, I am overly shy and I was also an elite athlete but my muscle tone has not retained itself like my partner’s.  I am by no means overweight but definitely not as pronounced as my partner.  So if anyone even so much as looks at me, I study the floor intently. Our confidence levels are not even on the same scale.

So as they continued to walk by us , naturally we followed to see where they were going.  They led us to a bunch of rooms, booths really.  When we walked by the booths we witnessed lots of sexual activity.  In groups of two or three or more.  Mostly oral activity going on and a lot of voyeurs which we had now become.  Although people would try to touch us, it was definitely something that I was not used to .  My partner received almost all the attention bestowed on us and I found it comical as he tried to deal with all the groping advances he was receiving .  As strange as it was for two sheltered men, we could not help but return to those rooms to see the sexual activity taking place throughout the evening.  Then we saw something in one of the rooms that was totally shocking…full out intercourse.  It was wild…these people did not even know one another.  At least that is how it appeared.  I could only watch for a couple of minutes as my knees grew weak again and I had to sit down.

We went back up to the original large room where an extremely cute guy with dark hair and a chiseled body grabbed my ass so I smacked his ass back, and what an ass he had!  What was I doing,  I thought.  It was a reflex. In fact neither the grab nor the smack was sexual in nature.  They were more like the pat on the ass you receive when you score the winning touchdown.  In any case we entered into the room and we were shocked.  There was an orgy going on.  Penises and asses everywhere.  And in a matter of minutes, that very sexy young guy with the dark hair was spread out naked on the horse displaying his wares while some guy had his way with  him.  At this point, we had enough ‘education’ and decided to leave.  On the way out of the club, we saw a sign saying that this special night was a clothing optional, party.   When we reached the car, we realized we had seen so much but had only been inside 60 to 90 minutes but that was enough.  We would never go back to this place…..or so we thought.

November 19, 2009 A MAN used the Internet to lure six college students into having a sex party with his friends at a resort in Bentong, Pahang.

According to Harian Metro, police found that the man had also been organising sex parties with students in Kuala Lumpur, Malacca, Negri Sembilan and Selangor for the past year.

The man was detained along with five others aged between 20 and 22 after authorities conducted a 3am raid on the apartment he had rented.

It is believed that the man, together with his friends — two of whom were civil servants — had persuaded the students to have sex while under the influence of alcohol.

The students, all aged 19, were willing participants in the party.

Three couples held at the scene were tested positive for the drug ketamine and had 2.3g of the same substance with them.

A MAN used the Internet to lure six college students into having a sex party with his friends at a resort in Bentong, Pahang.

According to Harian Metro, police found that the man had also been organising sex parties with students in Kuala Lumpur, Malacca, Negri Sembilan and Selangor for the past year.

The man was detained along with five others aged between 20 and 22 after authorities conducted a 3am raid on the apartment he had rented.

It is believed that the man, together with his friends — two of whom were civil servants — had persuaded the students to have sex while under the influence of alchohol.

The students, all aged 19, were willing participants in the party.

Three couples held at the scene were tested positive for the drug ketamine and had 2.3g of the same substance with them.

Thanks to Darren Dreger of TSN, yours truly was able to snag a spot in the board room as the league’s general managers met for day 2 of the annual meeting, and what started out as your every day workplace gathering ended with something much more than I bargained for. The following is my report/wrap-up of the days events.

During the morning session, issues such as the restricted trapezoid behind the net and the growing concern over head injuries were discussed at great length, but when commissioner Gary Bettman exited the room to break for lunch I began to see a different side of the GM’s. As soon as Bettman dismissed the group for the 12:00 lunch break, 10 scantally glad women entered the room, and for the next 45 minutes I saw and heard things I had never seen or heard before.

“Holy shit Lou, you weren’t kidding when you said there would be some hot pussy up in here,” said Atlanta Thrashers GM Don Waddell referring to Devils GM Lou Lamoriello, who from what I could understand was the ring leader of the entire dirty escapade. “Donny, would I ever lie to you?” Lamoriello fired back as a stripper named Destiny grinded against him. At this point most of the general managers had disgustingly left the room and the only remaining participants were Lamoriello, Waddell, Pete Chiarelli of the Boston Bruins, Garth Snow of the New York Islanders and Glen Sather of the New York Rangers. “Hey Pete, you’re the youngest here so you should have a strong enough heart to take on three of these cunts at the same time,” instructed Waddell. “Yeah I can for sure, but Snowy is right around my age so he can join in too” responded Chiarelli. “Hey Slats how you doing over there?” asked Lamoriello. “Best lunch break I’ve ever had no doubt about it,” Slather said as he lounged back in a chair and took a triumphant puff of his cigar as one of the girls performed oral sex on him. “This bitch is a sexy little cock sucker let me tell you boys.”             

On the other side of the room Chiarelli and Snow were engaged with three of the girls and loving every second of it. “Ok which one of you pigs is up for a little double penetration? asked Snow who was quickly obliged by a slender blonde named Anastasia. “Its pig roast time Petey! You take the front, I got the back. Let’s pound this shit!”  Lamoriello meanwhile was tired of being the director and decided to get in on some of the action himself. “Come over here and get some of this Hall of Fame dick baby. I’m not asking you, I’m telling you!!!!” he shouted angrly. “You see this big cob right here? This thing has been bronzed, its been silvered, and now that I’m in the Hockey Hall of Fame…solid gold, so get your bitch ass over here and take every inch of it before I throw you out the window.”

After several more minutes of pure filth, the “Fab Five” as they began calling themselves had almost had their fill, but before it ended I think we all know what had to happen first. All five of the highly respected hockey men formed a circle around the ten girls who were knelt before them. “Ladies, its been fun, but sadly we must go,” Lamoriello began. “Luckily for you, you won’t be leaving here empty handed. FREE CUM SHOTS FOR EVERYONE!” and before he could even finish his sentence, five orgasms shot down on the group of girls who looked on in amazement. “Now get the fuck out of here you worthless tramps,” said the five general managers in almost perfect unicen. “Lunch is over and Gary is on his way back so its time for you to scram.”

………ok what the fuck just happened? Huh, whats that? We’re live?……I’m Darren Dreger..I mean the Bench Boss reporting from the GM Meetings in Toronto.

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It’s strange to be running into ZAZEN now because  I am  deep in work on another novel. In this one I decided to take all the things that were problematic for me in ZAZEN and only do those things. Which reminded me of a fundamental choice I contend with daily: Is it better to work on what you don;t do well and get better, ferreting out your weaknesses and slavishly harassing them? OR is it better to develop what you do well and pursue it into obsession.   For years my answer was a combination of both–do what you don;t do well AND pursue it into obsession. But then I got better at what I didn’t do well and was still pretty half-baked at what I did well…and it all got very confusing…

Chapter 5 is UP! More to come this week.  Including some kind of blogover (Blog+Makeover).

a man made of pencil lead, courtesy of A5 magazine

I was chastised for not posting a link to ZAZEN. I thought I did.  So now it is time to confess my computer ineptness. This is also why I am jailed in this particularly unaesthetic wordpress look–and why I can’t figure out how to post other pieces of permanent material on the useless siding. (look to the left of the this text. look to the right: useless siding). I seem to have a 10 second fuse with computers and photographs, which is why the one above me looks like it does. It was taken on a phone. Stefan Jecusco (amazing musician and the man who did the cover of ZAZEN) says I look like an old sailor. I think I look dour. Anyway….regarding yesterday’s survey…my vote is Effie Briest. Anna Karenina deserved to throw herself in front of a train for her lack of imaginative scope. If Emma Bovary lived today she would be Anna Nichol Smith, or at least have her own reality tv show. Effie, however, dreams she hears the gowns of the dead trailing across the imaginary dancefloor upstairs and has a damn fine sense of sexual immediacy.

I think only I am taking my survey.

A RENTED apartment in Putrajaya was turned into a haven for sex parties by a woman and her two younger brothers, reported Harian Metro.

Officers from the Federal Territories Religious Department (Jawi) enforcement team stumbled on the “free sex” haven after receiving complaints of such acts involving four women, including three underaged girls, and eight men aged between 15 and 50.

The woman would hold sex parties with her boyfriend, who is in his 50s, at the unit while her brothers would also bring in girls.

In a midnight raid recently, enforcement officers turned up at the unit to find only the light in the living room switched on while the rest of the aparment was in darkness.

After ringing the doorbell for five minutes, a boy – believed to be one of the woman’s brothers – let the officers in.

The officers found a couple, who admitted to being unmmaried, on a bed in one of the rooms.

They also discovered three other men and a girl in one of the back rooms and two underaged girls hiding inside a wardrobe.

According to a Jawi officer, the department had received complaints from a resident in the apartment block that such activities had been going on for several months.

Initial investigations revealed that the woman, who is with a private company in Putrajaya, had rented the unit for herself and her two brothers.

“She was lying on the bed when her boyfriend opened the door, as if there was nothing wrong,” said an officer, adding that it was shocking to find underaged girls involved in sexual romps.

Fourteen people will be charged under Section 27 of the Syariah Criminal Act 1997.