A friend of mine attended the last Gear Night at the Eagle. He's totally vanilla, at least, for now, but probably kinky underneath. At minimum, he's really curious about all this kinky stuff that PupTrigger and I keep talking about. He wore the bare minimum required to get in the door (which is jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and boots). In the end, I asked him what he thought, and he said it was amazing. Put it another way,
"Never before have I been around so many gay men and once and felt such an incredible aire of confidence."
I've always thought there was something special to us. Despite all of our insecurities, there's still, in one big group of us, an aire of confidence which is unsurpassed by any other group of gay men. And this boy's been to PLENTY of large groups of gay men, so it wasn't just that either. But I think anyone who reads this blog who's been to one of the larger events (IML, MIR, MAL, etc.) can attest to this.
It's something about the leather, the rubber that does it to us. I've always felt about 100 times more confident at the Saloon (a vanilla gay boy bar) if I'm wearing my chaps and a leather shirt than if I were trying to be Abercrombie and fit in. The second the gear is pulled on, all the insecurities fly out the window. I've got a secret. I've got something special to me. You think you're hot shit? I could do things to you, vanilla boy, that would make your fucking HEAD SPIN.
And when you put us all in a hot, sweaty, underground of a bar together? Curious, inexperienced boys are amazed, and they smell something big on the horizon. They can feel that this is going to be huge for them, and they're dying to be a part of that confidence.
And when I see curious, inexperienced boys in the bar, I smell a paradigm shifting.