Ever been to a Bear Event at the Laird Hotel?

[nicktheslut]

Have you ever been to a bear event at The Laird Hotel? What was it like for you? I would love to hear your juice experience.

It doesn't even have to be a bear event. Any kind of event. Leather party. Underwear party. Whatever. I'm keen to hear.

 

I went to my first bear event at the Laird Hotel kinder by accident and was surprised by what happened there. I live in a rural area up north… Far north. So, getting a bit of piggy time is very rare. I visit Melbourne a few times a year. I am originally from there and go back to visit family. I was down in Melbourne for Christmas and knew I had to sneak at least one night away to go wild. I have an uncle (Who isn’t actually my uncle; he is related through extended family) who I sometimes play around with. I have told the story of my first time with a guy who was him on BZ. But he has a family now, and it is difficult for us to play around (I can give you some fucked up stories of what we have done together, but I will save that for another time). This is a store of my first experience at a bear event at the Laird Hotel.

 

I figured, before I visited family, I would have a secret night in Melbourne to get piggy, so I booked a room at the Laird Hotel as a place to rest after I hit the Saunas. I tried to set up a session with a guy who is into [banned word] PNP play, but he went dark just before I arrived. I get it. No judgement. Cold feet or a change of plans. Who knows. It didn’t bother me because I knew I was heading to the saunas anyway. I purposely did not wank for two weeks, so I was on heat like you would not believe. I arrived at the Laird Hotel eager to fuck or suck a cock straight up. I didn’t care who; I just needed cock. I had not had a dick in 8 months. Have you ever not had a dick in 8 months? Let me know. What was it like? And how was it when you broke your draught?

 

I checked in. flirted with the owner. I practically told him I was up for a lot of cock that night and hinted to him that I was keen to take his cock. He seemed busy, but he told me about the bear event happening at the Laird, and because I was staying there, I had free entry. He also told me that it gets pretty wild. The dress code was underwear… I had my red jockstrap, so I was sorted in that department.

 

I went up to my room, but when I reached the stairs, I bumped into one of the workers there. Old man. Easily in his late 60s. Possibly 70s. I wasn’t too sure. I deliberately asked him to show me around. I gave him clear signals and told him exactly what I told the owner. I was in town and planning on getting a lot of cock that night. The old man wasn’t stupid and read the signs. He went into my room and ‘showed’ me how the TV worked, but I was straight onto my knees. He turned. Pulled his slacks down, and I was onto his hard dick, sucking like crazy. I didn’t even bother to close the door. He wasted no time fucking my face and shot his load down my throat. All happened in minutes. Finally, I had broken my draught and got some cock. He thanked me and said I was a wild one. I told him he had no idea just how wild I was. I didn’t waste any more time. I locked the door and left. Still tasting the salting taste of cock in my mouth and went to Wet.

 

There were a few men there, but I expected it to be busier. It was Saturday the 21st around 2.30 pm. I don’t know much about peak times in saunas, so it is possible that it was normal trade, or maybe it could be that it was the weekend before Christmas. It didn’t matter to me. I was there for cock. I stripped, wrapped a towel around me, and went straight up to the dark room. I could sense that there was a guy or two in there; I got on my hands and knees and cracked open the bottle of poppers. It didn’t take long, and I felt hands touching my arse, then the pressure of a cock trying to push in. I didn’t lube up, I’m a spit or cum guy. The guy bent down and spat on my hole, then applied pressure again with his cock. The spit worked, and he broke in, pushing deeper. I had to take a few hits of the poppers. It hurt like hell. But loved it at the same time. He was a decent size. Not big. But big enough to feel it open you up. Finally, I was getting dicked after 8 months. He didn’t fuck me for long before I heard him moan, and I knew he was unloading in me. He pulled out and left. I never saw who he was. The sauna did get busy later in the evening, but this story is about the bear event I went to. So, I am going to skip the sauna experience. I freaked out when I saw someone at the sauna who was a work colleague of my boss. I have a high-profile job, and I need to keep my dirty piggy side an absolute secret. I freaked out, so I left the sauna before he saw me. This was around 9 pm. I have to say, though. It is kinder hot knowing that I am not the only secret pig who works in my industry. Still, it was too risky, and I had to leave. At first, I was thinking of heading to the subway sauna, but then I thought. Give the bear event a try.

 

I am not the type to go out to dance parties or gay bars. Even when I lived in Melbourne. My interest was fucking. Not dancing or socialising. But I figured, why not? Try something different. Back at the Laird, I walked in, and there were already blokes in jocks everywhere. The blokes were normal-looking. None of your pretty guys and muscle-fit dudes you would fantasise about. These guys were mostly larger, average and older, from what I could tell. They were my type of blokes. I prefer older, normal-looking guys. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t say no to a fit guy or the ‘high profile’ type of guy. Who am I kidding? I would take any guy. But something about an older man in ok shape really turns me on. I have been fucked by guys as old as 80. So the sight I walked into got me hard, and I wasted no time heading upstairs to strip down to my jockstrap and go back down to mingle.

 

I felt awkward at first. Exposed. I had to remember that everyone was in their jock and not to feel so intimidated about how I looked. For perspective, I’m in my late 30s, in slim athletic shape, and I have been told I am very handsome. But still, I felt out of their league or out of place or something. I don’t know. I just felt intimidated around all these men. I didn’t know what to do. I was on my own; everyone seemed to be a part of a little crowd. So I grabbed a drink and hung out near the bar. I necked two drinks in less than 10 minutes to try and loosen up. But sat on my third one as I watched the crowd. The Laird seemed to be getting busier. I grew some balls and started talking to a fella nearby. He was a nice guy and high school teacher, and it made the nerves ease a little. I probed him for questions about what was happening there, and he told me about the dark area and that it would no doubt get busy in there. A few more drinks later, the fella I was talking to was dancing, and I explored the dark area. It was already getting busy in there.

 

Guys already fucking. It was dark but light enough to kinder see who was fucking who. I watched one guy being railed against a bench and knew I had to be doing the same thing. He had a dog mask on; I found it to be a bit of a turn-on. I leant against the wall and watched the fucking going on. Soon enough, there were a few guys moving towards me. Touching my cock through my jock. Nerves kicked in; I said I wanted to watch for a while. One of these guys was close to my age. He had a huge cock on him. I sniffed poppers while he received a head job. Another took over, and soon a different guy backed up on his cock. He fucked him while watching me. He never looked away from me. It got busier, and the sexual vibe got very intense. I couldn’t just watch anymore and went for it. I asked the guy with the big cock if he was still keen, and he said he had been waiting for me to build the courage. I leaned up against the bench. There was a lineup of 3 other guys next time, and the guy with the big cock pushed in and fucked away. I lost all sense of nerves and just stayed there sniffing poppers and getting railed. Now I do like to pnp. I am a big fan of chem KO. I can tell you a story about my experience with chem OK another time. But I don’t need to party to be a horny pig and fuck for hours. Time past. The guy with the big cock shot his load in me a long time ago, and I lost count of how many guys had fucked me. I didn’t bother looking back, so I don’t know who railed by arse. There were a few times when I did look back. At one stage, there was a really old man with a long grey beard fucking me. I love getting fucked by old men. My favourite. Not all the guys who fucked me unloaded in me. But I did get six loads in me, and I got four at wet. I was quite proud of myself.

 

Eventually, I came out for ‘air’ and grabbed another drink. Chatting to this big hairy fella. He must have fucked me because he seemed to think he had the freedom just to stick his fingers between my arse cheeks to see how wet I was down there. To close this story off, he had a couple of mates, and they were interested in gangbanging me after I told the hairy guy that I was staying upstairs. He and two of his mates came up with me, and they used me. And I mean USED. I told the hairy man I liked it hard, and he just grinned. He and his mates took advantage of me. At one point, I was so sore and tired I had no strength and could barely keep my eyes open. They just kept fucking me. I remember the door being left open and wondering if anyone else had come in and fucked me, and I didn’t even notice. It was a possibility, but I am not sure. It would have been 4 am by the time the guys left, and I slept until 9 without showering. I wanted to taste and smell the dirty pig sex on me while I did. I fucking loved it. I am so planning to go to another event at Laird. It was awesome. Sexually charged and wild. I highly recommend it.

 

Who else has experienced an event at the Laird Hotel?