My name is Adam Hunter… and I’m a T.I.M. whore. – “Hi Adam.”
I came to Treasure Island six months ago, a fresh-faced West Coast transplant looking for work in the City of Dreams. – New York City.
Like most of you, I was raised a small-town boy, from a middle-class family, that wrestled with his sexuality through his teenage years and into young adulthood. I was one of the lucky few, however, that was able to break free from that lifestyle and explore the more carnal pleasures that life has to offer, all across the world.
I explored the southern inhospitality of Atlanta as a teenager, discovered the intoxicating Caribbean heat of Miami as a college student, found sexual solace in the superficial, skin-deep streets of Los Angeles, left my heart (and many a mark) in the great gay Mecca that is San Francisco, spread my seed in foreign lands near and far, and have finally embarked upon a new life of adventures in the Big Apple.
While I hope to offer glimpses into the past to help you discover how I became the whore that I am today, it’s the future experiences that I plan on sharing with you…to document whether or not I’ve learned any lessons along the way. After all, you can’t master your future, if you’re still a slave to your past. (Did I mention I’m totally into roleplaying?)
Speaking of masters and slaves, this weekend in New York I attended the 32nd Annual Convention for Whores and Fetishists, or, more commonly known as, The Black Party Expo. (#winningsegue) To preface, my time working for Treasure Island hasn’t been all clean bottoms and cumshots. It’s common knowledge that navigating these black waters can, at times, be treacherous. But when I land at a port-of-call like The Black Party, it makes it all worthwhile.
Friday evening, I packed a bag with a video camera, some T.I.M. swag, plenty of casting cards, some poppers, lube, several pairs of jockstraps, a metal chain lock, and a red-trimmed leather harness. (What? I come prepared…) I set out to experience the Expo and its attendees to the fullest.
I arrived at New York’s famed Roseland Ballroom and, as you could imagine… XXX marked the spot.
What I found was a treasure chest of butt pirate booty, gold and silver-plated cock ring bullion, throngs of swarthy seamen, and more than a few peg-legged pornstars.
My dick jumped at the sight of it. People that I knew from the pictures. People that I’d fucked from different times and different places. People that I’d fucked from the pictures at different times and different places.
I was right at home.
As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words… and I only need 300 for this post. So enjoy the essay below and stay tuned for some choice clips from the Expo and annual Rentboy-sponsored awards show, The Hookies. As the burly wench herself explains it: “WE’RE GIVING OUT TROPHIES…..TO WHORES!” – And THIS whore took home quite a few trophies.
It looks as if Adam had an amazing time. I’ve always wanted to go to Black Party…maybe next year. But NYC is an amazing city where anything can happen. I hope Adam enjoys it there.
It seems as if Adam is quite the experienced little whore. I wish he would come back to San Francisco so I would get a chance to play with him. #seewhatididthere