People watching in Adventures in paradise

The “Underwhere? Party” was pretty fun.
I actually had a nap before I left to go there, you know, like the old man I am these days.
I was just so tired from all the walking, catching trains back from Ryan’s, and laying in the sun up near the rooftop pool. Yep, my backpackers has a pool! Only a swallow 1m deep thing, but enough to do breaststroke across in.

So I woke up around 11pm and headed in around midnight. I’d seen a few status’ on FB from people saying they were waiting three hours before they reached the front of the line to even get in.
See, I’m used to this now. I rocked up at midnight, no-one in the line at ALL, had my iced-tea confiscated, ticket scanned and removed all my clothes but my underwear. I put them all in my shoulder bag, then put that in one of the provided plastic yellow bags so that I only had to pay the $3 for one item.

I opted to wear my cotton underwear that I’d bought in Amsterdam that reads on the crotch, “To add as a friend, lick here.”
Lol, I doubt anyone could read it in the club, but I modelled it back in the bathroom at the backpackers and decided I looked pretty okay in it.
The silvery pair still have that suspicious-looking stain on the front that won’t come out no matter what I do. It really does resemble a cum-stain but I can’t remember. So I opted to just wear my normal back-up pair instead.

The night itself was alright. It was very packed. A lot of guys wearing jockstraps showing off their arses.
I was pleasantly surprised to manage to run into Luke there (who is the really cute guy I see once a year at a friend’s birthday party in Brisbane) and we gave each other a ‘hi’ acknowledgement peck on the lips. Of course he tasted like strawberry. Ahhh :)
Anyway, I was there alone so just wandered around.
I got a bit of liquid-courage into me (at $12.50 a pop for a lame small can of Smirnoff black, mind you) and bopped away to the music.
I briefly ran into Chris (^kiss kiss^ again) who is apparently hung as a horse but I’ve never seen proof and he was in the upstairs area where all the guys go to suck each other off.
I had to laugh that security didn’t even seem to care. The year I was involved they seemed to!
I behaved myself this time though, and I didn’t get to see either Luke or Chris being naughty, so bummer there ha-ha.
Ran into Jenkin also, who’s always there every year. We used to sort of be friends but not really these days since I stopped wanting to hook up with him. We even went to a Mardi Gras together one year.
He was making out with some guy on the dancefloor below.

I had a few gropes etc as I was trying to make my way through. It was SO crowded at times though that I couldn’t move anywhere cos guys were blocking the already-narrow path by being on their knees. I did see a couple of nice penises as the mouths moved off them. I tried to snap a pic and scare them with the flash, but it didn’t turn out ha-ha.

I did touch Luke’s bare bum as I passed and he smiled and did the same to me but he was chatting to his friend/hook-up, so that was nice.
He seems like a pretty good guy. He usually seems to find me when I’m on Grindr/Hornet and will say hi, and he did this year too. We both just said we’d see each other at the Underwear party, which we did!

There were a lot of other people apparently there too but I didn’t see any of them. Just too crowded I guess and in different places. You know how it is.

I ended up leaving just before 3am, as the new lockout laws have started and you’re not allowed to drink after then anyway. The crowd had definitely died down a lot by then also.

As I was walking back, this guy using an ATM calls out to me, “Can you help me?”
I was like, “Sure, what’s up?”
He couldn’t get his cash out of the ATM as he’d lost his card, socwas using that card-less option, but it kept asking for a pin as well as some number, which I read out to him because he was drunk. I was confused too until I suggested he check his SMS’ to see if they’d sent him the Lin, which they had.
He was so happy and entered the pin. I waited to make sure he got his money and he gave me a big hug ha-ha. I kept walking.

I sat down on a park bench for a while and realised Adrian had messaged me on Grindr. Apparently he was at the Underwear party but neither of us knew. He used to live in Brisbane years ago but lives in Melbourne these days last I heard.
Quite an attractive guy, but a little too pro-drugs for me but that’s his choice. It was nice of him to say hi.

Ryan had been messaging me a night, wanting pics from the party. I told him he should have been there. He just wanted to know if I’d been with anyone, as usual. Because he wants me to be horny for when I fuck him, because yesterday I wasn’t because of the blowjob from the South Korean hottie.

So it was a bit of fun. I’m glad I went. It wasn’t amazing but I wasn’t expecting it to be. Walking the streets of Sydney alone so late at night has been a bit scary for me. I’ve been a victim of violence at two of these Mardi Gras in the past, and I even bought a travel-sized bottle of deodorant to use as a makeshift mace (since real mace is illegal here) if it happens to happen again. I was gonna go with hairspray but then figured I could use deodorant for two purposes. How often do ovuse hairspray?
I’m still not sure which would hurt the eyes more out of the two.
I’m glad the security guard only took my iced tea and not that from me.

I’ve just been doing a lot of people-watching from cafes since waking up today. My hangover wasn’t too bad.
I just observe people and think things like, “That five seconds of seeing that person walk past will never occur again. That was their brief moment of their life crossing mine.”

Deep, I know :P