February 2, 2005
The Adonis is Philly’s premier sex venue, in my opinion. It’s a filthy, odorous, dark, disgusting hole. All that for only ten bucks! I love it. (2022 Sansom St., I think.)
The first floor has a small theater with, maybe, 3 benches and a water fountain, a bathroom (no TP available, though!) and another larger video room with a couple of bench seats. Nothing much happens in either place. They are good places to rest between sessions because there is enough light to make sure you’re not sitting on anything or anyone you’d rather avoid.
The basement is really the heart of the place. After passing through an empty space and down a dark hallway, there is another room. It’s lit by one very dim green light bulb, is divided into three areas by plywood walls, and the back wall of the room has booths with NO DOORS. The larger of the two spaces is almost completely dark and is where most of the sex happens. Really. It’s impossible to see anyone’s face and you have to stare really hard to make out what’s going on. Sometimes the sound is more revealing. (“Slap. Slap.” Oh, they must be fucking!) There are some bleacher type seats but, like The Phoenix they are usually occupied by fat guys who will try to suck anyone who walks by.
On weekend nights this space is sometimes so crowded that it’s a real challenge to get from one end of it to another. Sometimes it’s best to just squeeze into the middle of the room and let what happens happen. And EVERYTHING goes on here. It’s an adventure! I try to stand outside where there’s marginally more light and hope I can follow someone I’m interested in and not lose him.
(Note: Do NOT put any belongings on the floor or kneel directly on it. If you can find the stuff, you’ll be lucky. Also, your stuff and your knees will be covered with things and you probably don’t what to know what they are!)
It’s exactly the kind of scene I love. I can be fucking someone or getting my cock sucked and anonymous hands and mouths are all over me, helping me along. Pure heaven for me.
Tuesday nights, unfortunately, are much more grim, as I found out tonight. There were only about a dozen men and none of them interested me much. I’m sure this was mutual. There were two kind of hot circuit-types there (The Blue Ball was this past weekend) but they were, unsurprisingly, only interested in each other. They grabbed a booth and I could barely even see that they were in there, let alone what they were doing. I could make out lots of kissing sounds and both of them stayed standing, so I assumed they were tina-queens and couldn’t get hard. that certainly didn’t stop them from having a willing audience, though. (Wow. I’m in Philly for two days and I’m already as cynical as I was when I lived here!)
I cruised the big, dark room for a while. A bear-type who wasn’t bad stroked my dick but then he asked me to suck him and I said ’No.’ That was the end of that pretty much. I stood around stroking to two hairy, bearded guys (I felt their faces and chests like a blind guy to find out!) who were sucking and fucking for a while. The bottom grabbed my dick while he was getting fucked, so I was next in line to get in his ass. It was a good one, too. The bear guy came back to kiss me and suck my nipples while I was fucking. I stopped after a while. I don’t remember why.
I cruised around a little longer but eventually headed home after about and hour and a half, unsatisfied. I think I’ll stick to online hook-ups on weeknights while I’m here. I turned down a couple of good ones because I was fixated on going to The Adonis. I’ve got a couple of repeat engagements from when I was last here. They should be fun.
Time for bed!
Posted by HighStrungLoner in Sex at 3:06 AM
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