Homo & The City
Paradise on Earth
75 Allenby Street…I got out from a fairly cheap motel bearing that address on a humid wrinkled piece of paper rolled in my hand. They told me its gays' paradise on earth. Paradise
I dragged my feet to the place, took a left and followed a red sign: "Paradise". I expected a naked angel to come pick me up, but I guess they were all busy rinsing their wings.
Scattering my sanity all over the place, I had a tornado of emotions, diminishing my fears and demonizing me with sexual concupiscence.
Musical notes fought their way out of a small window near a huge black door. Among those notes I saw a face of a grey-headed relatively chunky man looking at me with anticipation. "Excuse me", I said with a low tone, "I''I''s this ….”
"15 $ please", he interrupted my stuttering voice confidently. After I handed him the money, he gave me a key and a towel then peeped me in…
The black door opened up and there it was…Just like they described it! Oh I'm indeed in heaven! An ultra-violet light illuminated a narrow space, walled with numbered cabinets.
“Oh, that's why he gave me the key” I said to my wondering self.
I tracked down the number, not paying attention to other "rewarded sinners" that got into "Heaven"!
Their eyes, teeth, and dust on their bodies gloomed in a bright white light. The rays of their anticipating eyes followed my hands to where they started untying my shoe, up to undoing my zipper, back down to where they dropped my pants.
No talking, just eye contact. I finished my first assignment; fully undressed my anxious body, and wrapped the dark green towel around my waist. Then, I marched into another dimension. I walked in with an inspecting look. It brought déjà-vu of my first time in an amusement park.
What struck my eyes first was a spacious shower room behind a huge wall of sparkling crystal. Angels were taking showers, scrutinizing each other's bums intentionally unintentionally.
To the right of that outflow of naked angels and silver water, was a swamp of boiling pearls. In the middle was a king of golden details; golden eyebrows above royal wide brown eyes, lower was a perfectly sculptured nose fit for a sovereign, but the most golden of all was lips so transparent that you could see the blood pumping inside. All the body was submerged except for a couple of chest muscles, bearing the perfect nipples, one of those was ornamented with a tiny spiral ring.
I gave no attention to the king in pearls for I had other things to capture my attention. I was led by a half naked concierge to a room in the middle of both spots. A soon as he opened the door, I was blinded by hot clouds of a weird smell. I entered eye folded by the steam, holding my towel in fear for it to fall down. I bumped into a lot of bodies, there were a lot of hands grasping and touching! But as soon as I could breathe normally, I grasped & touched as well!
My hands know where to go, but none of the party goers convinced my well taught hands, so I found my way out, putting on the satin-in-heaven look; it's time to play around.