Scene Queen ?

Going out in Berlin is always fun - and NEVER disappointing .... always ending in 'high quality' hookups :)

I've been to Tom's bar recently - which is slightly shady, but okay... and then to Connection Club - the dance club with a massive (and frankly, quite impressive) cruising area. I've been to the saunas a couple of times and ended up in people's homes and hotel rooms. A bit of an overkill on the scene, and that makes me wonder if I'm sorta becoming a scene queen.

Had a number of partners over the past 4 days... too many too speak of, and each one leading me to think in a different direction and causing different questions to pop into my head (will discuss some later) and some amazing experiences. But now I think I'll have to reign it in a li'l bit. And then I think - it's sex - and it's amazing, why am I so scared of it?

Or maybe I'm just afraid of being seen on the scene too much. Scene Queen much?

Back to Berlin :)

I'm back to my favorite city in the world :) Berlin. And am planning to stay here a few months. :)

And I had a great experience at Sauna Boiler yesterday - not of the sexual kind :) (though that followed later:))

Apparently on Thursdays and Sundays, they have a sauna session. So all the gays clamor to the dry heat sauna rooms and pack the place up. (Imagine fifty naked gay guys packed into a wooden sauna room.) And then the staff turns up with - you'll never guess what - Ice cream lollies :)

And I was like - what the hell ??

And they turn up the temperature to around 80 - 90 degrees (it was Bloody boiling - and I've lived in Jaipur) so you keep eating the ice cream so as not to dehydrate while the staff member whips the towel around to distribute the hot air and cracks jokes (in German:))

They send you out after 5 mins and give you lime (salt) to rub over your whole body (I guess for the dessicating properties) - so imageine 50 buck-naked gay men rubbing salt over each other's bodies :) and then back in the sauna you go for another 5 min hot 90 degree sesssion.

It's bloody fun :)

The session was great, almost as good as the hot German guys you can get naughty with later :) A perfect way to start of Berlin.

Looking forward to some steamy time in Berlin :)

Gay Indians.

So I'm in London, and there's a ton of Indian gay guys here. And they come in all shapes, sizes and castes. I've met some crazy ones. But all of them seemed to have one thing in common - They were not out, and had hidden their gay life like some dark dirty thing.

Which saddened me quite a bit.

Maybe I shouldn't have expected anything different, even outside India.

So a 28-yr old hunky Punjabi guy that I ended up doing the naughty with, has been living in London for the past 8 years (hiding from his family back in Punjab) and cannot even contemplate telling his parents, and might even concede to a 'fake' marriage with a girl to carry on.

I was like, come on!

Wake up guys. Stop cribbing about how difficult it is to be gay in India. I've been through it.

Be brave. Stand firm for what you believe in.

I met the sweetest guy ...

I met the sweetest guy in a sleazy London Sauna yesterday (at Pleasuredrome).

A Scottish electrician, he later confessed that he 'couldn't take his eyes off me' when he saw me. It was his second time with a guy and his first time at a sauna. And that was apparent by his innocent behavior (he tried chatting me up to pick me up) and in the way his fingers trembled as he explored my body, all the while mumbling how lovely I was.

Lots of sex and conversation later, he took me to dinner and dessert, and showed me around London (I never get tired of being shown around London) and no matter how much I persisted, he insisted he would pay for everything (and I felt really bad since I know he did not have much money).

He asked me how many guys I'd been with, and I'd said two. I later realized that he'd been asking me how many guys I'd been with in my entire life, and that I'd been telling him how many guys I'd been with only yesterday .... And for the first time in my life, I was sort of hesitant to tell him the number of guys I'd been with. Needless to say, his eyebrows rose for just a second before he smiled and brushed it off.

A genuinely nice guy, it's rare to find someone as sweet as him, especially in the crazy world of anonymous gay sex. And he even gave me an amazing massage.

Ah, well. Let's hope I bump into him again some other time in life.

London Lads

Am about to move to Berlin, so decided to spend my last few days in London - coz I found the rest of England to be kinda dead - and boy - I wasn't disappointed.

London's crazy. Very Crazy.

There are tons of gay people from all over the world here, and there's a lot of gay venues as well. And I've realized that London lads are kinda spoilt for choice.

So I visited the Soho area (courtesy a gorgeous Irish Lad who showed me around) and Soho Sweatbox (a modern gay sauna whose decor just screams the word sex at you.) And after some prowling, I realized that I was having difficulty ensnaring the guys who I thought would be in my league. There were quite a few Indians here, and I wondered if I wasn't as 'exotic' here because of that, but then I realized in on the fact that the abundance of hot guys just spoils London Lads for choice, and it's difficult to keep a gay London Lad's attention for too long.

No worries - learnt how to play the rapid non-stop game of musical chairs very soon, and got all the guys I wanted.

And London kinda rocks. Can't wait to see what happens over the weekend.

Gay Flag? Breeder Flag?

So I was at the Yumbo Centre in Gran Canaria. And I mentioned before that the place is a huge gay complex with all kinds of gay bars, restaurants, clubs, etc. And I was there with a straight Polish friend.

And as we entered the complex, we noticed a large number of country flags waving in the wind outside the complex - all of them flags of various countries - with the exception of one seven coloured flag - the gay rainbow flag. (rainbow flag history - here)

And my Polish friend is like - "What the hell? Why do you gays get a flag? Where's  my straight flag?'"

I laughed. And then wondered aloud if there was indeed a "breeder flag" (I call him a breeder if he uses the word gay in a derogatory manner). If there was one, it would probably be a (boring) black and white thing. Yeah - he wasn't too happy with that either.

Gay mecca - Gran Canaria.

I was in the Canaries recently, which is off the coast of Africa, but technically falls in Europe (Spain). Gran Canaria is beautiful, and has dunes, forests, beaches and is called a content in Miniature. This tiny island is a must visit for everyone.

And with it's warm temperate climate throughout the year which is about 18-25 degrees, it's a haven for all of europe throughout the year. (being Indian I don't actually like anything above 20 degrees - but most Europeans love their sun and high temperatures).

But coming to the main topic - Boy, is the island a gay mecca? Hundreds of gay bars, public cruising int dunes of maspalomas, and the Yumbo Centre which is like a huge mall filled with gay bars, gay discos, gay saunas, gay sex clubs and every other type of gay place - And with thousands of gay tourists from across the world, things get very crazy in Gran canaria. Check out Gay Gran Canaria.

But alas, I was there with a straight friend of mine, and I promised him that I would keep my dick in my pants for the 5 days I was there with him.

However, we ended up walking through the Dunes of Maspalomas (by error) as we were trying to reach a certain lighthouse in Maspalomas and boy, did we end up bumping into some hot and heavy action taking place publically among the dunes. And boy, was my friend more than a little freaked out (to be honest, so was I).  Apparently the authorites know everything that's going on here, and have gone one step ahead of turning a blind eye towards the horny gay tourists (who are the biggest contributors in keeping the island economy running). They've provided markers and trash bags to dispose condoms as well! And after our eye-opening encounter, I came back and trawled the internet and found out all about the cruising in the dunes of maspalomas. It's non-stop action 24 hours a day 265 days a year.

Too bad my friend got freaked out. And no - I'm not into public sex :) well... sorta not :)

And I even found an older gay Indian gentleman who had been living there since twenty years! He owned a shop in the Yumbo and gave me a discount on souveniers! Ah - Indians love other Indians once they're abroad :)