Friday Flesh

The Men of Thunder From Down Under

Now, I hope that y'all didn't think that all I did in Vegas was watch beauty queens not eating and rubbing Liberace's coats. One night, while the rest of the gang went to Celine Dion, my girlfriend and I went to see the delightful and delicious men of Thunder From Down Under.

Craig

The show was delightfully cheesy. The audience was packed with females and I was the only fag in attendance. While I didn't get picked to go on stage and dance with the boys (damn it!) a couple of them did rub my shoulders during the show and one of them crawled all over our table.

David

After the show, I sat on the boys' laps and got my picture taken with these hot, sweaty mens. When I sat on one of them, I could feel his bulge easily. When I adjusted myself, he said "yeah, it's big, isn't it?" Then, we met up with some fun Canadian girls and got our pictures signed. The next thing I knew, we were in the bar partying with the Canadians and some of the Thunder men.

Marcus

I won't say exactly what happened with whom, but I can tell you that one of the Canadian girls hooked up with one of the dancers. Another dancer was hot for my girlfriend (who didn't want any stripper sex....silly girl). And one dancer kept showing me what was in his banana hammock...in pictures and in flesh. The same dancer also put his number in to my phone and told me to call him the next day after he kissed me. All-in-all, it was the best night in Vegas.

I can't wait until I get the photos developed.