In the first of a new series, QXMEN’s editor, Michael T Smith, packs his weekend bag and leaves London for a dirty weekend away with his other half Rob…
WE chose the seaside city of Blackpool for our first dirty weekend away as the famous Illuminations had just been switched on and we’d heard there’s some great places to go to.
And, if we were lucky with the weather, we could go and have fun on the Pleasure Beach!
We arrived on Friday night and after we’d eaten, we went for a few drinks. Kaos was first, a kicking cabaret cum dance bar, after this we moved on to Bootcamp, to cruise guys and check out the local talent, which from what we’d seen so far, was pretty damn hot!
About 10pm we we’re told the place to be was Flamingo Nightclub. On Friday night it’s Eclectic with DJ Robert Bagshaw, and it’s only £4 to get in! All four floors of the Flamingo were packed with hot guys and we had a laugh pointing out the ones we would have sex with and the ones we wouldn’t.
Towards midnight we both felt horny and decided to go to a sauna. Blackpool’s got three; Wet Wet Wet, Honeycombe and the Aqua Sauna Complex, and as we both love going to new saunas, we agreed to try out all three over the weekend… Well, we did tell you it was going to be a dirty weekend!
So we chose Wet Wet Wet and boy, did we have fun there. The facilities are second to none and, being a Friday night, the sauna was full of totty – young and not so young.
We spent a couple of hours sampling some of the local delights in the sauna and steam room, and then just as we were putting on our trainers in the changing room we noticed a couple of young scally lads checking us out. Smiling at Rob, I gave them a nod of the head, said “Alright lads,” and we left the sauna.
Of course, as we did so, Rob glanced back over his shoulder and gave them his signature ‘Yes, we’re up for it’ wink.
Once outside, we stood by the entrance and fumbled about in our bag pretending to look for something. Sure enough, less than a minute later the two lads came out and walked over to us. “Alright guys. What you up to?” the taller one asked us. He was in his late twenties, about 6 foot tall and was wearing a Fred Perry t-shirt, tracksuit bottoms and Reebok trainers.
His mate was slightly shorter, maybe a little younger and again was decked out in true chav style; baggy tracksuit bottoms, baseball cap and Adidas t-shirt. “Got no plans guys,” I said. We’re just heading back to our hotel room for a few cans if you fancy joining us?” I said, and soon enough all four of us were in a cab heading back to the hotel. Up in our room, our two new Midlands mates, and me crashed out on the bed and cracked open a couple of beers, whilst Rob went to the bathroom.
Whilst he was in there I asked them what the Blackpool gay scene was like, only to be interrupted by Rob coming out of the bathroom with only his pants on. Rob’s a man of action and very few words (one of the reasons I fell for him in the first place) and he walked straight over to the younger of the two scallies, pulls down his tracksuit bottoms and pants and starts sucking his cock.
This left the tall one for me, which I was more than happy about. I’d been watching the massive bulge in his tracksuit getting bigger and bigger since we got to our room and when his 10-inch monster cock sprung out from his pants all I could think was ‘jackpot!’
They stayed for a few hours and we fucked like rabbits, swapping partners so that everyone was satisfied. Exhausted, Rob and I finally got to bed at 5am… What an amazing first night in Blackpool!
We slept in late on Saturday and after lunch went to the Pleasure Beach and had a right laugh. Although I had a sore head from the night before Rob insisted we go on a couple of white-knuckle rides. I’ll admit they certainly blew the cobwebs out of my head, and so with new found energy we hot-footed it to Honeycombe Sauna.
The complex is huge and occupies a block of five houses (hence the name Honeycombe) and comprises a sauna, steam room, sunbed, lounge, a coffee shop with internet access, private rest rooms and, wait for it, a dungeon!
Honeycombe Sauna has a different theme every day of the week and Saturday’s is ‘Sports Day’ which meant that along with guys in towels, there were a few sexy buggers in Speedos and some in jockstraps and trainers. After ten minutes, Rob disappeared into one of the rest rooms with a fit looking thirty-something guy and I wandered down to the basement dungeon, knowing that he’d be gone for a while.
The room was dimly lit and I could make out whipping posts, stocks, a cage, a cross and a sling… Cool! I was just about to leave when I noticed the silhouette of a guy leaning against the back wall.
I wandered over and as I got closer I realised his towel was over his shoulder and he was stroking what must be one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever seen! And I’ve seen a few, I can tell you.
I’ll let you fill in the blanks about what happened for the next 45 minutes, but let’s just say that we didn’t spend the time discussing the state of the economy.
Saturday evening we hit the bars again and in The Flying Handbag, an award-winning cabaret bar, we picked up free entry vouchers to Buzz, Blackpool’s newest gay nightclub. It was Scandal that night, playing funky house and dance tunes, and after a great night we went back to the hotel and crashed out.
I was horny though so I logged onto QXMEN.tv on my laptop and watched Falcon Studio’s Retreat in the hotel room. While the movie played I checked out the local totty on hook-up site CruiseMe.co.uk and just as I was about to ask a sexy-as-fuck lad with a fat nine incher round to our hotel room, Rob put his foot down saying he was knackered and it was too late… Bollocks!
We both slept in on Sunday and, after we’d checked out of the hotel, we decided to kill a couple of hours before our train back to London at the Aqua Sauna Complex, the North West’s longest running sauna complex for gay and bi guys.
The facilities are top class… and so was the clientele! Sundays are always busy at saunas and Rob and I hooked up with a hot bouncer called Tim… What a great way to end our dirty weekend in Blackpool.
• For accommodation in Blackpool see QXMEN’s Business Directory towards the back of the magazine.
QXMEN’s DIRTY WEEKEND ESSENTIAL
As with all gay guys, our weekend bag is always full to bursting with outfits for every occasion. However, Rob and I always leave enough room for those little essential items…
All items are available online at www.QXShop.co.uk
