NOTE: I published this post during the Frolicon weekend and decided to edit them after reading them aloud. Lesson learned – never publish anything while being drunk or high…

Saturday I went to bed earlier than normal due to the effect of painkillers. By 2 am, I awoke to take a leak and when going back to bed, I overheard my hotel neighbors having an orgy. Being alone, horny, and high while listening to a woman screaming “Fuck me harder” just a few inches from my ears had the expected effect. I always carry one or two toys while traveling, so I McGyvered a masturbator and joined the orgy (at least in spirit). Knowing that one of my hotel neighbors being fucked at the time was an athletic blonde with a nice round ass helped me to forget the pain and deal with the inflammation between my legs. After the second nut, I slept like a baby…

Sunday’s program was short and quick. I went to a class about becoming a narrator of erotic audiobooks and apparently my voice and accent are perfect for the deal – so expect your pal El Casque reading some vampire-yeti erotic fantasies soon! (Seriously!) A quick stroll through the small vendor room – plenty of floggers,  paddles, whips, and leather clothes I do not use – and my first Frolicon was over.

Did I like the experience?

Personally, I would say  it was worthy. I had a great weekend learning about my fetishes, understanding them, and finding my place into a new community. I watched performances – both professional and amateur – that were worth three times the price of admission. The voyeur in me got lots of satisfaction watching people getting it on openly and  women showing their bodies without issues. The erotic writer in me got enough material to write stuff for a year. I even got ideas for receiving additional income. So yes, coming to Frolicon was worth it. And yes, I plan go come back next year.

The preparation for next year begins today…