Fortune favours the brave.

Ok so I went to the Bronx on Somerset road for the first time. As I walked towards the door it was like an age passed with every step. I really did not want to set foot inside this place. Id avoided doing this to myself just fine until now. I swallowed my pride (the only thing I’m swallowing!) and entered the one place I knew I would regret.  It is a gathering place for the sexually confused, or the homosexual. Me, being heterosexual, found myself in a very abnormal environment. I felt as if I was prey, being hunted by sexual predators ready to pounce!

I got there at 22:00 so it was still early, my earliness gauged by the fact that I was one of the only people there at this time. Seems the gay (happy) hour hasn’t started yet. 

So there I was, sitting at the oddly shaped bar that lies in the center of the floor. Looking at the décor around me I saw screens flashing disturbing images of half naked men, I saw platforms with stripper poles, and a sort of stage that I can only imagine being used for debauched things…

I turn around to face the bar and to my surprise the tender is a friend of mine from high school. He quickly explained to me that Bronx only employs straight men to bar tend because of past cat fights involving the bar men and customers.

We caught up on 4 years in 40 minutes. He told me the bad, the ugly and the nasty little secrets the Bronx would rather not have publicized. I was horrified to say the least. I remained glued to my seat, as I did not want to unwittingly take a false step and plunge into the abyss. I did eventually need to break the seal and find the toilet.

I briskly walked toward the gents, and I swear I was being followed! I turned around, trying to lose my tail, and went looking for the ladies. Id rather unzip there especially after the stories Iv just been told. I walked and asked around but for the life of me I could not find the ladies. Then it dawned on me, I was in a gay club. There probably aren’t any ladies! So I hurried back to where I was sitting only to find someone else’s ass where mine was. This place was getting busy now.  I was bursting; I needed the toilet so I left, found a willing tree and relived myself.

I did not want to venture back into the unknown and risk rubbing my body up against another. But I had to say goodbye to my friend. Didn’t want to be the rude straight guy that just left without saying goodbye. So I went in again, twice in one night! Never thought it possible. Never say never they say.  And I say that growth comes from breaking your mental barriers. I did not want to even go near that place. But I had a good time by the end of it.

Life has a lot to offer, there’s so much to learn, so much to see! My sexuality will not falter however, sorry gay guys, I like women and I love my girlfriend!