Disclaimer: This one has a longer intro but bear with me as it is:
1) 100% real
2) important to explain and capture the vibe
and 3) the first one of a two-part series
This one is dated back to the second lockdown in central Europe, more specifically November 2020. For those that can still remember, there was a period in the history of mankind where every shop, bar, restaurant and club was closed and the streets and roads of our cities were weirdly empty for weeks. This was also the time of the most severe lockdown in my country, the covid numbers were through the roof, doubling every week and generally, the people were actually scared of the situation. I often spent my evenings browsing the web and dating apps looking for hookups but as a fan of bathhouses and cruise clubs, those hookups were not that fun for me. And let me just note, that this story is taking place before anyone was vaccinated in my country.
Until one day, I found a profile with a name along the lines of "Regular Group Actions". After a bit of chatting, pic exchange and so on, I found out, that behind the profile is basically one guy, who has a few gay friends and he organises group fuckings during lockdown. The way he does so is that he books at the time empty Airbnbs (by messaging the host directly and paying in cash) and then messaging people who he knows would participate or people he found through dating apps and sex portals the details about time and location. The message always looks like this:,,Event tonight, Streetname 123, starting 20:00, bring your own towel, lube, condoms and toys." Took me a few missed events and a bit of tension growing in me after not fucking for a while till I decided one day, after another day in the homeoffice mode that I need to blow some steam off, despite the covid situation.
It started by getting the same message as always in the morning during an online meeting from work. I thought about going there since getting the message, the only thing scaring me regarding those events is the lack of knowledge about the number of participants and the participants themselves. But I said fuck it and after my work was done for the day, I cleaned my ass thoroughly, plugged it, put my sluttiest latex jockstraps, sweatpants and hoodie on, packed lube, condoms, poppers and for some reason leather collar, leather blindfold and cuffs, got into the car and drove to the address. It was a few minutes before 22:00 which also was the start of the serious curfew in place every night till 6:00. I was thinking what my excuse will be if I would be stopped by a police car on the way home around midnight, which I thought would be the time of me returning (spoiler alert, it was at 11:00 in the morning the next day).