MAL Part 2

So Saturday morning started fairly early (I woke up around 11:30 haha), but I quickly realized I wouldn't be able to get toe the hotel on my own. This is because I had two large and hefty boxes full of condoms and lube. I haven't spoken on it much in my blog, but I am actually a huge advocate for safe sex practices. In fact, it is one of the strongest bonds I share with Tony and Derek. I knew they would be distributing free black and white checkered hankees (safe sex only) at the event, and I wanted to compliment their efforts. So a few weeks before MAL had started I had ordered 1,000 regular condoms, 1,000 magnum condoms, and 1,000 packets of lube to distribute while I walked around the leather market and exhibit. A big round of applause is due to the DC Department of Health for providing the condoms and doing what they can to fight HIV/AIDS. Unfortunately, the magnums didn't end up coming until the following week, but I still had 1,000 condoms and lube.

Don't ask me why I had been acting under the ridiculous notion that I could carry these things to MAL myself, because I have no idea. Saturday morning I finally accepted that I couldn't, so I started making some calls. Soon my twink boy who I had been casually dating since I first blogged about him texted me back to let me know he could pick me up. We made our way over to the hotel and talked about our times so far and what we were looking forward to during the weekend. It was his first MAL and his energy was quite adorable and invigorating. It was nice seeing him for that half hour period, because I didn't get to spend much time with him during the weekend.

As soon as we got to the hotel he had to be off to a puppy pit, or mosh, or something or other. I ran up to set up safe sex headquarters in Tony's room. They weren't there so I just dropped off my supplies, and suited up for distribution. I had already brainstormed how best I could distribute my condoms (basket, bag, out of a box?) and eventually came on a genius idea. I have had a really nice leather arm-binder for a few years but rarely use it. It didn't take much experimenting to realize it could hold a lot of condoms, could be easily accessed by everyone, was theme-appropriate, and added some leather to my look (I was wearing boots, a jock, and low rise jeans that I wore half-way down my bum).

For the rest of the day I just wandered through the market and exhibit, talking more to some of the amazing guys I had met the night before who all happened to work for the vendors; two Recon boys, two Fort Troff boys, and two Nasty pig boys. I found the experience to be extremely rewarding. Not only was I accomplishing, what I consider to be a really important goal, but I was also forced to interact with people. As I have mentioned before, I can be the tiniest bit shy about approaching people (though certainly not shy about walking around with my ass hanging out haha). I met some really amazing people, recognized a lot of people from recon, and promoted safe-sex practices in a highly practical way.

I lay down my burden around when the market closed, because no matter how great it felt to distribute (for all of the above reasons) that bag got heavy, and the straps dug into my skin a bit. The rest of the evening really sums up why I wanted to write more generally and less specifically. For the next six or seven hours I just relaxed and hung out with some new friends. I met up with all the guys from Nasty Pig and mooched off their food, then we met up with our friend from Fort Troff and all just chilled for a while. We didn't even go to the lobby for most of the night. We just hung out in our rooms, eating, watching tv, sharing a lot of laughs, it was great. We did go to the lobby a bit, and I got to continue chatting with some of the other men I had met or recognized from recon that weekend. Some of the biggest highlights of this: hanging out with the Nasty Pig owners and discussing the possibility of me interning for them when I move to NYC next January (HOLY SHIT WISH ME LUCK!), developing a boy-crush on a certain recon boy, and getting to know two of the most hilarious people I have met in a while (both from Canada coincidentally...is there something to this?).

Later in the evening I caught up with Tony and Derek and hung out in the lobby a bit. As it got later, I soon was plagued by the idea of heading home for the night. I was having a really great time, and felt no desire to leave. So when Papa Buff said I could crash with him, it didn't take me long to accept. Given my new-found lack of constraint, I agreed to a short bondage scene in the lobby with Papa and Derek. First Derek was tied in a sitting position with his legs stretched out before him, hands behind his back, and neck tied to knees. I was on my knees with my chest pressed snugly into his back with my hands behind me, ankles together, and neck tied to his knees as well. It was certainly hot, and I enjoyed the chance to slowly and sensually kiss Derek's perfectly defined shoulders and neck. Nothing really happened, Tony just observed, took a few pictures, fielded some comments and questions from some of the swelling number of onlookers. Still, it tickled that exhibitionist in me, and it was nice to be so sensual with Derek.

Not much else happened after we were untied. Tony went to have a cigarette, I said goodbye to my new friends (and noticed one was leaving with a man who sported a HUGE bulge in his jeans haha) and the three of us headed up to go to bed. I know Tony is a cuddler, and I really needed the sleep, so just crashed on the floor with a big pillow and a comfy hotel blanket.