2003-08-03 - 5:03 a.m.
Here I sit yet another night in Las Vegas with Buffy and Lisa, two of my favorite girls.
The Buffy episode is kinda hot, only because of my horror movie and my new "fetish for erotic horror)
(dead.partywithbrandon.com) dead guys ever looked so good.
"Dead Guys Never Looked So Good..." is is horror movie company www.DeadGuysCinema.com "thing" in this ad. (the bottom half)
The boys in the Buffy episode tonight, even the dead ones, are HOT! Frat boys and teacher's aides. YUM!
I spent most of the morning in the bathroom naked and "tanning" while Lisa and MJ (and her visiting friend, Laura) were in the living room. I arose like a vampire from my slumber from the "tanning" and ventured out into the sunny world - ready to bite!
First I have to say, last night ROCKED! It was my first night out in Las Vegas and we went to FreeZone. (We did not make it to the others yet.) I went with Velma and Lisa. By hour 4 Velma was FUCKED up! Carona at her side she was a MESS! I got to party with Ben and Brian from my friends from California. I met the at Lafitte's when I worked there, so I remembered they were cute, but nothing prepared me for how cute they REALLY were. They are FUCKING HOT! Brian has a small fan club with Lisa and Velma as president. They were FACINATED with his velour shirt! Ben married them both by the end of the night. They had an endless supply of friends with them as well, Al and Adam and Ryan and... CUTE boys abound! We had such a good time! On a one to ten it got a 30.
Anyway, there was this this tall cute boy that kept walking by me and I told my friends, I know him from somewhere. (I think I saw him at a gas station and stared last week or something, but I KNOW I recognize him.) Anyway, after the 10th time he came by, I followed him to a corner and said, "This is NOT a shameless attempt to pick you up, but WHERE could I know you from?" We bullshitted around for a few and when I realized that I REALLY sounded like a dork, I gave him a card and went back to my circle of practicing SLUTS! Today he called - he came and got me and we went to lunch. We were going to a mexican resturaunt after we found out we liked that stuff together. YEA! The one he picked was closed at Palace Station so we went to Baja Fresh (It was GOOD!) and ate at his house. Of course, my afternoon ended up in a bedroom. (I am a porn star, H-E-L-L-O!) but not just ANY bedroom, this bedroom was pimped out! P-I-M-P-ology. It was cool. He likes the Chineese influece and has red and black lights and stuff. Very tasefully pimped. Somehow, someway, I ended up naked and face down on his fluffy bed. We did not fuck, he was very respectful that I had some scheduled sex stuff this evening, in fact, VERY respectful yet refined. He was a perfect gentleman. A naked one though. A naked fucking HOT, skinny, muscular, beautiful, masculine boy stroking his BIG dick over my face as I licked his balls, then stroking it over my ass as he stroked it to shooting this insanely big load on my back up to the back of my neck and down my back. Jeeshhh... He shot just in time for me to be a REAL whore and say, "We have to hit it, I am gonna be late." ARGH! I reveled in the cum dripping down my back and after he wiped part of it off, leaving some at my request, he took me back home to do one more "tanning" stint and give me the nect story to bore you with... (I hope I see him again [and again.] soon.)
I had a scheduled appointment with the agency I work for here in Las Vegas. They kinda change the stuff around, it is all good though. I know most people when they want a stripper, want a buff, masculine, muscular, beefy boy. I know I fit some crowds but not most in that arena. She had me head out to entertain for some girls tonight. I was petrified! Then to make it worse, as I head into it she let me know it was a 40-year old's birthday party. AHHH! The lady at the agency is FABULOUS! (They all are!) But she said all I had to do was sit in the limo and act straight. OH SHIT! Act straight! Right!? Let me just take out my gay earring here, change my voice, buff it up and put on my "straight clothes." YIKE! I had a few practive sessions in the living room with the girls and grabbed my crotch, I even went and called my straight brother who is spending the night in New Orleans tonight for some quick pointers. I got to venue and HOLY SHIT! Let me tell you fair reader - these women were about to TEAR me apart. I took a deep breath AND - saw one of the other strippers come out of the Explorer limo. I think his name was Mario even though the birthday girl kept calling him "Maro." BLITZED! Saved by the - buff Italian boy! Whew! *wipes sweat from his brow!* I headed back to the agency and told the girls as politely as I could, "Please, don't send me to any more moving vehicles of women, they SCARE me." Vampires, clowns, 500 men, that's fine. (I'm terrifed of clowns, remember Ceasar's Palace NOT Circus, Circus.) So she said okay here is another one for you, it's a batchleor-ette party. "Oh GOODNESS!" "NO GIRLS!" I told her I think they need a SNL skit in that office. It appears that the girls are the only thing that is straiht in that office. Whew! Call me when I can slam my cock in a G-string in some faces! Speaking of G-Strigs, that cute boy from earlier, he let me use two G-Strings of his. There is one leapord one that has velcro sides, HOT! I love the ease of it dissappearing from my thighs. The other is black and fits perfectly, he offered one that was new, but I prefered the one he wore. I can't take it off! :) heheheheh... I like to think of the things that may have happened in it, the pre-cum that the washer has had the pleasure of removing, but now that I can think of. I sit here typing my daily recollection in this HOT G-String. YEA for the letter G!
Now I leave you with the letter S. S for Sleep, S for Slut, S for Scantily-clad writers in the night, and S for Signing off...
Brandon "S" Baker
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