Wednesday is normally considered a weekday. Not when you are in my world. Last Wednesday, Fabrice and I decided we would get away and spend the night in Las Vegas making sure the "Sin" stayed in "Sin City."
Now it's not enough that I have an apartment there, we decided it would be special and we were going to stay at the Bellagio. I checked online and the most inexpensive rate I could find was around $265.00 a night. Contrary to popular belief, I am not made of money.
(...and lately, I would doubt myself with the way I have been spending in public. I gotta watch that.) I went to
www.Google.com and typed in "Bellagio" and "Promotional Code"and came back with
THESE RESULTS. I clicked
THIS LINK and entered one of the codes and got a rate of $159.00 and immediately booked the reservation. I know, it
seems kinda simple, but wait until you try it. You will be amazed with what you come back with. It usually saves me at least a bit. I highly suggest that you do the same technique if you are looking for a discount at hotels, car rentals, airlines, or most online shops. I often think people think, "Oh Brandon must make TONS because he spends like it's going out of style." Trust me, usually, there's a motive behind it if I am.
(...like, I have reason to believe I will get it back ten-fold.) ...or just think about this time, the eight cent fares I have going to Guatemala or many other money saving ideas that make it look like I am filthy rich.
(One out of the two isn't bad huh?)
My dear Fabrice was already at the hotel. I made the reservation under his name so he could check in while I finished up a normal day in my office. I went to the car rental place and used one of my frequent rental free day coupons, applied it to the most expensive rental, paid less than what I normally would have and I and sped out of the car rental place with a hot, shiny, mafioso-looking Cadillac DTS. Nice.
We went to
'The Mix' high atop 'TheHotel' at 'Mandalay Bay' for dinner.
Now Fabrice took care of these arrangements and picked out the dining experience. You can see a photo I took from our table outside. The view was AMAZING!
(...so was the price of the two meals. We stumbled out, full to the brim for just under $400.00.) I saw "dining experience" because I tend to choose words carefully. It was not just a dinner. Nor was it dinner and cocktails. It was a true dining experience. We both had a beef tenderloin choice that was scrumptious and so full of taste it amazed me that one place could make something that was so different. I did think it was a bit tacky to take a photo of the dish,
but it sure looks like I did huh? *wink* In no uncertain terms, as far as "dates" go, this was already off to one of the more glamorous ones I have enjoyed.
We went out to
8 1/2, one of the newest bars in Las Vegas and stopped by on a night that turned out to be it's lesbian night called 'Orchid.' It was pretty crowded and I did get to see Brandon, hottie who helped us with HustlaBall coordination. Unfortunately, he's not at the bar anymore for work, he recently joined an airline as a flight attendant. I was disappointed with myself when Angel's friend who I have met several times said hello to me, and I was like, "Who is this?" It took me second not only to focus on him since I was bit under already, but to place him since he was not in his gondola garb from one of the places he works. I was embarrassed and I think he was ticked. ARGH! I enjoyed watching the girls who probably had more testosterone then I did bump and grind on each other. I was getting a bit tepid from the inside out so I moved Fabrice and I outside.
He had gotten his haircut earlier that day and he looked absolutely adorable.
(He always does. ...EVEN when he wakes up.) At some point at 8 1/2, we met a cute boy that did hair at the same place Fabrice had visited earlier who was with his friend and they all struck up a conversation and kept it going. I was there too. I mean, I was there, but I was not "there."
Now I was so excited to be with Fabrice for the weekend.
(Fuck, I say weekend, but it was only a Wednesday. ARGH!) I wanted to be with him, not him and two other people. Now he was all up in this hair boys deal and I was about over it.
We all sat outside and I was nearer to "over it", because I thought the hair boy was making fun of me since I was so fucked up.
My judgment was already as clouded as the night sky is dark, I was having issues standing up and concentrating so I kicked things into high gear and was quite literally like, "Okay, let's all go back to the hotel and fuck before I am totally gone pecan."
(I believe those were quite close to my exact words.) Thank goodness there was little debate, a quick agreement was made and we all headed out to our respective cars.
(I didn't drive.) Problem, the hair boy had a friend. He was not having this. ....and I kept forgetting about him. I was okay with Fabrice, of course, I was okay with the hair boy, but I kept forgetting about the other boy that was right there in front of us. What's SO bad about it is that, by no means was he ugly. (I don't think.) but I just kept forgetting about him.
The hair boy said, "Ummmm... I have my friend with me, so ummm... yea, let me talk to him and I will call you." Translation: "Yea right, like I am going to hook up with you, you blond haired mess. You can't even stand up. I will take my friend him and never see you again. Have a good night."
Wrong translation. Twenty minutes later, he was at the hotel and on the bed shirtless with us. I think it was too much for him at one point since he said, "I am leaving now." as he laid still on the bed. He had been kissing Fabrice, feeling my leg and then after he said that, all the sudden he was on me like white on rice. He was a good kisser. So yea, he didn't look too much like he was leaving now.
The next six hours, yes,
(...that really was how long it lasted.) that ensued were nothing short of a best selling, directors cut, Grabby-grabbing porn. ...clothes flying all over, body parts all over. Sweat, sex, condom wrappers in places I didn't even know I had, tussled up sheets, head boards banging - you get the picture.
I don't know that I have had such a satisfying threesome ever.
I think my favorite part was the one when I was fucking Fabrice and the boy put his ummphie in my ummphie. ...that was hot. He had a nice ummphie. *wink*
All said and done, Fabrice had busted five nuts. ...that's crazy.
Half of this story is to tell the physical aspects because of the people that read it for the sexier side of this life. That part is done now.
Here is one photo of the pool area from our room on the 22 floor, then there is one of the zoom on that guy on the right under the umbrella. The other half is to tell you of the feelings that I have when that part of the life happens. I was so frustrated that I was so off all day. I mean, I was off at the bar when I didn't recognize Angel's friend. I was off when I thought the hair boy was making fun of me. When I brought it up later, he said, we could have started it at the bar. I was off when thought to myself, I didn't want this threesome and I only wanted Fabrice. Hell, at this time, I was off thinking I would ever bottom again. *wink*
The two days was full of other things too like our $11.00 bottle of water from the hotel. It amazes me what the price hotels can get away with are.
All in all, my "weekend" in Las Vegas with Fabrice was FABULOUS! I had such a good time. I had hot sex, (...and alot of it.) made a few forward steps in securing a wonderful relationship, got to spend time with Fabrice in a fabulous and glamourous setting, had a super dining experience, stayed a world class hotel, drove a hot car, and am better off with a few more feelings of contentment in life. *whew*
I was thinking of what scares me. No I mean, what seriously scares me. Not what I am afraid of in life. I mean what truly terrifies me in nightmares.
Now that I think about it, the cast was fucking phenomenonal. Scott Baio, Telly Savalas, Natalie Gregory, Sherman Hemsley, Ann Jillian - that's really all star. (I loved Ann Jillian.) 
