Night clubin'

This weekend was a big weekend out in London.  I was down for a concert in Camden, so decided to make a weekend of it and go to XXL on Saturday night and the Royal Vauxhall Tavern on Sunday (as my friend, who will be referred to by his initials JC, has been trying to get me to go with him for pretty much as long as I've known him).  As it turned out it was a good weekend for it as there was a guy I'd been chatting to on gaydar for a while down from Scotland for the Depeche Mode concert at the O2 (unfortunately cancelled - get well soon Dave Gahan) and it was also one of the guys I know in Oxford's birthday weekend (a significant one to boot) so there were a lot of guys I knew going to XXL that night.

I've only been to XXL two times before, but its a club I like quite a lot.  The venue itself is cool, based as it is in four old railway arches.  You come in to the main bar area, then there is an outside smoking area off to the right and the left leads off to the main dance floor.  If you follow that through you come to an area that splits off to another dance floor (which always seemed deserted) and the dark room (more on that later) and leads on to another bar where they play a mix of non-dance stuff (sometimes more chillout, this week it was more indie stuff, possibly because Morrissey was supposed to be playing a gig in London that weekend (another cancelled one...)), and then another outside smoking area.

I found JC and his mates straight away and then headed barwards where I was greeted by the guy I'd been chatting to on gaydar (henceforth known as Sexy Scottish Bear) and we had a quick chat and agreed to find each other a bit later.  So after a pint of Guinness and some chatter I took a bit of a wander (via the main dance floor which was packed with shirtless fellas - its a hard life) to see if I could find Sexy Scottish Bear.  Once again I found him at the bar (definately my kind of fella) and after he had delivered the drinks to his boyfriend and mates he came back so we could get properly acquainted.  We'd had some really sexy chats on Gaydar over the last few months so it wasn't long before we'd started doing some of the stuff we'd talked about!  He is an incredibly sexy bloke with loads of lovely body hair and a great arse (he had jocks on under his kilt, not quite traditional but very sexy nonetheless).  We spent quite some time snogging in the bar area before we decided we couldn't keep our hands off each other any longer and we headed to the dark room.  The dark room in XXL seems to change every time I visit.  Last time I was there they had four or so cubicles in the main dimly lit rather than black 'cruising' area, which was handy if you wanted a bit of privacy, but they had gone to make way for more sofas and chairs.  There's also a rather precarious 'dark' bit on a platform, but as we wanted just the two of us this didn't really fit the bill either.  In the end we found a corner where the Sexy Scottish Bear made a beeline for my zip and gave me a really excellent blow job!  I then lived out a bit of a fantasy by lifting his kilt, rubbering up and giving him a good fucking!  Unfortunately we'd become a bit of a floor show by this point, which was a bit offputting, but it was still really good to hook up with him after chatting online for so long.  We're both keen to meet up again some time and have a proper session - which I'm looking forward to.

After my Sexy Scottish Bear diversion I went to look for JC again and was introduced to some more of his mates and dragged onto the floor for a dance.  Despite not intending to take my shirt off, as I had just had a new tattoo that morning, it was so hot in the club and everyone else was shirtless it felt rude not to!  

At about 4am I was starting to flake, as I'd been up since 10am and on the go pretty much non-stop, so dragged JC out of the club and off to my hotel which was just around the corner.  Eventually we fell asleep in each other's arms, rather aware that the alarm at 11am for a noon checkout would be a rude awakening...