The night started with me getting ready to head out to the Pride Block party. I was hesitant at first, thinking about all that could go wrong. But I had a few mixed drinks before I left home. My friend braided my hair so I would look neat while enjoying pride. I took a shower before I left and cleaned up, The drink I had caught up with me and I vomited, I was told I vomited blood, but I don't remember lol.
So I head to the bus stop and I miss the bus I needed to catch, so I had to wait for the next bus. A bus that was very late. I finially catch the bus and I ended up sitting next to some cute guy who happened to be a Towson Student. Me and him chatted and exchanged numbers. I got off the bus and I was depressed when I found out that I got there too late.
A guy asked me what was wrong. I told him that I was trying to attend my first pride and was angry that I missed it. The guy told me that pride has just begun, to go out and be free and finally be myself. So I walk into the crowds and see pride for myself. LGBT people of all shapes, sizes and colors are in the crowds. People who came from across the country to see baltimore pride.
I see people going into a nearby club and I follow suit. I experience my first gay bar. It was fucking glorious! Hot guys and girls enjoying themselves and being themselves, without worry from hatred. It was very liberating. Two older guys approach me because they could see how green I was. The tall black one buys me a rum and coke and we begin talking. I find out the black guy was from New Orleans and left Louisiana years ago for the same reason I left.
He and his partner leave to go on the stage to sing Karaoke. I sit in the corner and enjoy the show and sing since I have a bit of drink in me. I am then joined by four young guys, one in particular that has caught my eye. We start talking and he takes his shirt off and leans closer while talking. I then copped a couple of feels, the dude was fucking hot as hell. Gods he had a really nice ass, a nice smooth chest and a cute face.
So after some minutes of singing, groping and dry humping we go our seperate ways. I then head back to the entrance when another older gentleman starts chatting me up. He asks me if this was my first pride and finds it hard to believe that I never been to a club before. He leans in and kisses me, My first time kissing a dude. I actually enjoyed it.
I then continue outside, and meet a older transwoman. I flirt with her hardcore with my newfound self esteem and confidence. We talk, we flirted, exchanged kisses, grinded on each other and had a fun time. She gave me her number and I gave her mind. While we are talking, a very drunken straight girl starts to talk to us. We chat with her and she asks us questions about LGBT stuff and trans stuff specifically.
After some charming dialogue, me and the older lady seperate and I go back into the club with the straight girl. She and I.......got to know each other better. I stuck with her to make sure no one took advantage of her. She buys me a couple of drinks even tho I asked her not to. We go and sit down and talk about stuff. I find out she's part of a group from Virgina and New York. She asks me to dance with her and we go to the Karaoke room, we start slow dancing and singing to each other. Having a great time.
A romantic song came up and she leaned in and kissed me deeply, we locked lips and french kissed for three or four songs. We then sit back down and she started to get depressed. I consoled her as she told me she wrecked her father's car and had a boyfriend back at home. I talked her through the depression and agreed to just be friends from then on.
To be continued
