7/04/2004 A Pillow with your name on it....
Ever been to Key West, Florida? I highly suggest you put it on your wish list! This was my first visit. Won’t be my last! As a matter of fact! I have been booked for a return engagement during Fantasy Fest in October.
Seems these folks know how to throw a party! Hear tell there are over 300 bars on the island. Hell, the island is only 2 ½ miles by 2 ½ miles. LOL! A nice brisk walk on a sunny afternoon. Would have you from one side of the island to the next for Christs sake! One end? Gulf of Mexico. The other? Atlantic Ocean.
Cabs still doing a helluva business though. That and bicycles! The heat! This is the tropics of Florida. Beautiful sunshine! Lot’s of moisture in the air. Humidity at times was stifling. No matter to folks though. They came to this town to party! Party is what they did!
6 days of fun in this beautiful island setting. Worked my ass off. I’m so glad I love my work! No time for clients this trip. It was all about one appearance after the next. I got off the plane. Instantly became property of Key West party goers!
Monster was in his element. Monster showing his beautiful eye every chance he got! Loved and adored. He made friends everywhere he went. Doesn’t take much for him to make an appearance. I should get a t-shirt for us to wear! "Just ask!" LOL! Some instances, needed to be careful not to poke someone’s eye out.
Pride/Leather Fest is the party I was brought in for. As some of you may know. I don’t drink any more. Lost that war! Battle after battle with that bottle of Southern Comfort! Which progressed into an intense love affair with crystal meth. David, my lover and I, would walk into our favorite bar. Or should I say BARS!! The bartender would alert the manager! Not for a bad reason. They just knew. They didn’t have enough Southern Comfort on the shelf! Quickie trip to the store room would solve that though. "Shots!" We would yell! My drink was always followed with a coke back! I’ll tell ya. That shit brought me to my knees on more than one occasion!
Now, get your mind out the gutter! It didn’t bring me to my "knees" like "that." OK, OK, yes it did. The battle I lost though? Was, that I didn’t remember who I was on my knees for! Damn, probably missed my chance at many a good husband that way! Do you guys/gals follow me on that one? I thought you would! May have taken you a second. You are right there with me! Weeks later I would be asking. "Wait a second! What did you say I was doing in the back bar last night?" LOL!
Let’s get back to the beautiful tropics of Key West. One of the things I take great pride in. Is the fact that, I raise the bar on Adult Entertainment! M&M (Michael and Monster) bringing our own style of partying to the island. Being able to do that in this town, I feel, was quite an accomplishment. As I said earlier! These folks know how to party!
After our first appearance we had the island talking! "We," you ask? Yep! Monster, me, reigning Mr. Pride Fest, Robert and Bourbon Street Pub! Every time someone walked by me. They got a big smile on their face. Whispering and pointing. "Hey, that’s the porn star."
Every time someone walked into one of the establishments I was appearing at through out the week. They buckled the fuck UP! They didn’t know what to expect!
Truth told. I didn’t know what the hell to expect either. I bring Monster to places like this. He just takes over! We work well together. I try to wear the pants in the family. Call the shots. Doesn’t always work out. Most times, I find myself with my pants down around my ankles, if not totally off, and Monster is shooting! Welcome to my world ladies and gentleman! Welcome to the world of Michael and Monster Brandon!
The first event of the fun filled week was Mr. Pride Fest contest. My new friend Robert was there to give UP his title. I was asked to be head judge. I haven’t told you about how I met Robert yet! Should I tell you now! Wait? Hmmm..
OK, I’ll tell you! Fresh off the plane, I was sitting innocently at an eatery. Minding my own damn business. Checking out the scenery! One of the fine folks which made arrangements to bring me in for the week, walked in. The scenery he brought with him was de-fucken-licous! Yep, you guessed it. Robert! Talk about scenery! Tall, thin, twinkle of mischief in his eyes. Then he smiled. That was it! I was hooked friends, family and horny fans! Hooked, I tell ya! Sheign highed by this citizen of Canada!
Introductions were made. Couldn’t believe the words that came out of my mouth! I can get very shy when it comes to this type of stuff. This had nothing to do with Monster! Oh don’t get me wrong. Monster sure as hell was twitching! "Kibbles and bits! Kibbles and bits," he was saying! LOL!
As my eyes take in the new scenery! I found myself saying these words. "Nice to meet you Robert" "Did you know? There is a pillow in my room with your name on it?"
I swear to God! That’s what I said! Phil, from Graffetti just started laughing. Robert looked at me. Our eyes locked. I moved over! Not only did I find him sitting next to me. We found him in our bed every night that week! What a joy this man was to be with! He had his events to do! I had mine. Some of them were the same event. We became talk of the island. We would run into one another! Like metal does a magnet. Hooked to the hip! My hand slipping comfortably in his back pocket. Enjoying the normality of it all. Hmmm, is that a word? Well, all I know is. It felt fucken good. It felt good to have this man next me. It felt good to share not only my sexual side, also, my personal space with him. It just fit!
We set the tone for Pride Weekend with my performance during the Mr. Pride Fest. I was asked to entertain the troops. I do believe. I spoke earlier of raising the bar on adult entertainment. At times, raising the bar means raising eye brows. I heard from many sources. Some were appalled at our actions. I heard from just as many sources. Some were amazed at our actions. I heard from more sources that they wanted to be on my UP date list. emalemichaelb@aol.com. Keeping them informed of future shows! LOL!
My in your face way of entertaining isn’t for everyone. That’s for certain. Folks were certainly caught off guard after sexy, DC Chandler’s strip number. "Ladies and gentleman, it brings me great pleasure to introduce, Michael Brandon, the keeper of Monster," yells the master of ceremonies that early evening. I leave my post at the judging table where I sat as head judge for the contest! Took the stage with cowboy hat on my head! Nice tight black pants with some sort of shirt on. Which, of course, didn’t stay on long. The music began. I began to do a nice slow strip of my shirt. Working my way to the button on my pants. Rubbing my body with my hands to the sway of the music. Getting into my groove. Monster and me were about to bring the house down. I pulled the belt off my pants. Went for the button I had been teasing the crowd with for about 5 or so minutes. I stopped! I looked over to the table I had just left! Robert was sitting there. Watching every move I made. I looked directly into his eyes. Motioned him over with my finger! "Come here young man! Come to Monster and me," were the words I mouthed over the music. Like the good boy he is. Like a genie popping out of a bottle when you rub it. He obeyed!
Welcoming him with my tongue down his throat! Whispers in his ear. "Just follow my lead." Placing his hands on the button of my pants I had been toying with for what may have seemed like an eternity to some. My tongue working the nape of his neck. The cheeks on his smooth face. Helping bring Monster into focus. I could feel him beginning to stir in my unbuttoned pants. The pants I wore were made of a stretch material. As Monster stirred more and more. The bulge, of course, got bigger and bigger. Side profile to the audience. The only thing they were being made privy to. Was, my tongue, his hands, my body, his face, my hands on the romp of his ass! Oh, and the bulge in my pants becoming more pronounced with each lick of this young man.
The owners of the club really had no idea what I had in mind. We, Monster and me, get a feel of the crowd. Sometimes, if not most times, allow the crowd to get a feel of us! Fuck it! We feel UP one another!
Showing UP hours before the event. Roaming around. Conversing with the fans. They may not even know who the hell Monster and Michael Brandon are when they come into the place. Or, perhaps they know who we are. Didn’t know we were going to be in house that specific hour of the day they are there. Doesn’t matter! We make friends in our wake. LOL! Leave their tongues wishing, wanting, lusting for more! Can anyone say, "Blue balls?"
Have folks doing things they never thought they would be doing! LOL! We seem to have that effect on folks. Bringing out the nasty in them! Fuck yeah! I’ll drop to my knees and give back in a fucken heart beat! Nice soft cock in my mouth. Coax the blood into the shaft! Making it pulse with readiness.
Stage was set in front of the pool I made mention of earlier. They designed a cat walk for the event. The walk went long ways from one end of the pool to the next! Robert and I made our way down the walk. Putting us directly in the middle of the pool. Pretty cool set UP! I continued interaction with this hot mother fucker! Facing the crowd now though.
While standing behind me. Lips now on the nape of my neck! His fingers begin to slip down the naked torso of my body! Oh shit! There goes the zipper to my pants. Monster is unleashed on an unsuspecting crowd. He isn’t fully hard just yet. Robert working his tongue inside and outside my ear! Monster slips out of my pants like a slow, slithering snake.
So here we are. Robert, the spot light, my lust, Monster being unleashed in half of his glory! Now worries folks. In no time at all. He was full tilt boogie. Cowboy hat on Robert’s head! The crowd went wild. Couldn’t believe what was happening. Pinching one another to make sure they weren’t in some sort of dream! No dream my friends. Just M&M doing what we love to do!
I pull the bottle of lube out the back pocket of my pants. Which, by the way, were around my ankles! Start working the shaft as I know Monster enjoys. The feel of him in my hand as he grows to full length and girth is a delight I never tire of. Not able to see the reaction of the crowd due to the spot light in my eyes. Don’t really need to. Bathed in the spot light. Robert slowly working my body like a musician does their instrument. I can feel the energy!
Ah shit! Here he blows! Robert hit the magic buttons! That’s right. The nips! Those fucken nipples lightly twisted at just the right time will have my load squirting out of Monster’s eye every fucken time. Lord, what a load! I don’t know where it comes from. It feels as though it comes from the tips of my toes. All the way UP to the piss slit of my cock! Yummy, creamy white jizz! Now floating in the pool! Laying on tiop of the newly designed cat walk built for the event! Gobs of it. Glistening in the spot light. I wiped it down afterwards. Guess I missed a few splotches. Folks slipping on it while doing thier walk on the cat walk! Fucken HOT!
There is so much more to this week of sexy fun in Key West. Need to get this posted for you guys though.
Keeping it hard and well lubed...
Michael and Monster Brandon
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