Next up on my agenda was a quick but intense trip to Cologne for CSD and the Xtreme Party, partly sponsored by Darklands—so you know it was going to be wild.

Since Cologne isn’t far, we hopped in the car and drove over. After checking into the hotel, the first order of business was getting our flyers and posters out to all the gay hotspots. Once that was sorted, I headed to the Xtreme Party venue to check on our massive banner and put up more posters. The venue itself? Absolutely stunning. It had a huge outdoor playground packed with slings—a very promising sight.

Back at the hotel, I geared up, and it was time for the party. Lucky for me, I had VIP access, because the queue for entry and the cloakroom was insane. Honestly, I’d have been pissed waiting that long, so that VIP perk was worth every cent.

The night was hot, both literally and figuratively. The weather was perfect, and I spent the whole time outside, strutting around in my jock, boots, and harness. I had plenty of fun in the slings under the stars, with a little help from poppers and more. By 4 a.m., I was spent—but in the best way possible—and made my way back to the hotel, thoroughly satisfied.

Unfortunately, we had to cut the trip short due to some personal issues, and I couldn’t stick around for the rest of the weekend’s festivities. But trust me, Cologne gave me more than enough to hold onto.

Stats

  • number of fucked: 0
  • number of being fucked: 0
  • number of being sucked: a lot
  • number of fisted others: I sure did
  • number of fists received: 6
  • supplies: Cobra 130, a sniff of 3mmc and poppers
  • to remember: the weather and the outdoor slings