Yes, I had some fun in San Francisco, but it wasn't really naked gogo boy kinda fun. So what did I do when I came home to Glendale? Naked gogo boy kinda fun.

Thursday night, upon my return, I had dinner with Stephanie, Don and Joel at Palermo's in Los Feliz. Great Italian dinner, a waitress who made jokes about martini glasses and bra cup sizes, free appetizers, and too much food to even imagine finishing. Good stuff. But it still wasn't quite enough. I wanted more. I wanted naked boys.

So while Stephanie and Don went home to retire after a long and tiring day, Joel and I went to the Eagle for their Wet Underwear Contest. We saw other friends there (like the sexy Pretty David and the drunkenly funny Jeremy Lucido to name a few) and we saw nearly naked guys getting... well... wet and nakeder all for a $100 prize. Yay for bribery to entice public nudity!

So there were two contestants I liked; one because he looked twinkish with a nice butt and was a confessed "power bottom" and one because he was kinky and playful and had a quiet but intense energy about him (and his wet ass looked seriously amazing up close). The kinky guy won, no surprise in a leather bar. I think we closed the bar down, or damn near to it. I distinctly remember NOT going home with the winner or the runner up, but I recall getting felt up and snuck in a kiss. Thanks, David.