So I just went to Las Vegas for the first time last weekend for my brother's wedding. It was not your typical wedding but what more could two men in love ask for... besides less drama, but that is a different story.
Never having been to Vegas I was really inspired by the overall beauty, the lights and excitement that Vegas has to offer. From the casinos to the showgirls it all seemed a bit, how do i put this nicely... gay! LOVED IT!!!!
So much can happen in a city that never sleeps. A boy can get overwhelmed if he isn't prepared for any situation.
Coming into a casino, you are surrounded by the smell of greed and the excitement of a big win. You get hooked on the wins, whether they are big or small and the chance to potentially win more. I know that I won $10 off my first dollar and after that I was hooked. I wanted to keep winning, but then I wouldn't win. I would keep losing, then my goals changed from just winning to I want to make back what I just lost. Lucky for me I left that weekend behind $10 and that was just on the money that I spent on gambling.
Besides the trill of a big win, the city of sin offers a very large night life. Clubs that are filled to the brim with hottie. The boys out in the desert are smoking and they know it. For a gay boy such as I, this was as close to heaven one could possibly get. I went to an awesome club called, Piranha, where I was able to meet a couple hot porn stars, Benjamin Bradley and Roman Heart, who happen to be the go-go boys for the night. Very nice guys... even better to look at.
As much as I would have loved to take the go-go boys home with me I am a lady and would never do such a thing.
That's right just keep laughing...
OK I couldn't take one home, but I bet that you couldn't either :P Though stranger things have happened to people just like you and me. That's what you get for waking up in Vegas.