My First Folsom East 2012

Father’s Day weekend I’m reading Next Magazine online and I notice the article about the Folsom East happening on Sunday. Folsom is a leather and fetish event that started in San Francisco, I’m assuming, named after the infamous street that it is located on.

I exited the subway and headed west to the Folsom East. I paid my ticket for admission and received my wristband. I walked through the crowded street and witnessed the men in various leather/rubber apparel from harnesses, cockrings, jockstraps and other leather-inspired items. I can’t forget to mention who simply didn’t wear anything but a few strips of leather pieces and that’s it. You have to use your imagination to visualize the rest. I didn’t get to witness the asspie eating contest but it’s always a treat to see. Did I mention that all of this is occurring Father’s Day weekend below the High Line, where families with small children walk along the elevated platform. Imagine the culture shock of a bunch of half-naked men hanging out in the streets.

As I steadily stroll through the testosterone-covered streets and politely gazed on the various gears and lacked there of apparel. I ended up in front of the Eagle, which seemed to be THE place to be. I walked towards the entrance, the double-door entrance, due to the sheer size of the crowd. I slowly walked in the heavily crowded bar. The men and their muscles and gear was a complete turn on for me. I made my rounds the bar, checking out the rooftop, using the bathroom on 2 and finally settling in the wooden area across from the main bar on the 2nd floor. I wasn’t sure how this event was going to play out because I’m so use to coming here at night when it’s more cruiser.

To my right, I noticed some of the guys are groping each other and started to get frisky. So I put my hand by crotch and started to unbutton my top button of my pants. One older white guy reaches inside of my pants and whips out my dick. I am immediately hard and starts to play with my dick. Unbutton my jeans and he starts to blow right in the middle of the “play area” then he stands up and pulls my cock to his friend apparently who has his pants down and is leaned over sucking a white guys cock and he pushes the head of dick inside of him raw. The guy winces but doesn’t stop the invasion of my engorged cock. I grab him by the hips and begin to thrust his warm hole. Security came and broke up the party so I tucked my steel rod cock back in my crotch enough so I can cover it but couldn’t stop it from bulging through my pants.
 

After my erection subsided, I decided to go up to the rooftop to check out the scene; not much going on just people hanging out and having drinks and conversation. I was hungry for sex so I returned  back downstairs to the second floor and to see if the place had picked up. Indeed, the second floor was packed and you could see that some of the guys were warming up which would soon result in an orgy of men. I managed to push my way through the crowd to the back corner behind the restrooms. This is the part where my memories get blurred. The crowd went wild men men of all ages mostly older late 30s-early 40s. Guys stand on wooden apparatus to view the orgies. The parts I do remember was fucking this black thug and making him cum. Men all around me sucking, fucking and breeding.  I fucked and sucked some men. I fucked some until they cum and I saved my load for this older Spanish guy.  Overall, I definitely excited, exhausted that I went to Folsom East.

Push Out My Load
DC