Last weekend I took a little trip to New Orleans, one of my most favorite towns. Not only was it 95 degrees everyday, it stayed in the mid 70′s at night, which I am not accustomed to. Needless to say, it was HOT in New Orleans, even BEFORE I got to the bar with male strippers!

A friend around my age always raves about a bar called The Corner Pocket, right in the French Quarter, so I ventured out at 1am Saturday night to see for myself. For just a $5 cover charge, they had about 15 strippers that paraded around in circles on top the bar, stopping by each patron that gave eye contact. They would bend down and grind right in your face, and as long as you kept putting dollars in the jockey shorts, they’d give you lots of attention. They’d pull their dick right out, let you fondle them anywhere you wanted and kissed you on the lips. Even when they weren’t on stage, the boys would walk right up and say “hi” and let you fool around. They were offering higher priced lap dances, but I didn’t see much of that because unlike female strippers, the boys gave a lot away easily.

For the most part, the boys were all very attractive young twinks, but a couple in particular caught my eye. There was a long haired blond playing pool who was very pretty. I kept waiting for him to finish playing but he kept winning. I think I did give him a hug and a dollar, though. But there was also a super hot tattoo boy that may or may not be the one in the pictures (I can’t remember). He was clearly the hottest of them all, but he had to leave early to tend bar in the morning.

I stayed for about 4 or 5 Jack N Cokes, then decided I needed to leave before I became a lecherous old troll. I stepped outside and saw the most beautiful pedi-cab driver sitting and waiting for a fare. Just the site of him was a vision of beauty for my bourbon glazed eyes. Not only was he cute, but his timing was perfect – I really didn’t want to walk back to the hotel. For $7 plus tip, I flirted with this straight guy who admitted to me he was thinking of having a gay fling with one of his friends. Can’t get that vision out of my mind.