So hey, before I came to Australia I have NEVER drank, NEVER went dancing, not to mention going to a gay club. I'm just here to tell my experience on my gay night out with my Aussie friend and hopefully get advice from yall hardcore party animals here !!! He's gay too, but I don't think we have much to say about in the beginning. He's very familiar with the gay scene in Sydney, and he's out to everyone. It is my fucking first time I knew and met someone gay in my life (&&&) . He knows I'm not out to anybody (except him now). We also discussed our dream guy. Its also my first time expressing disdain towards my own skin (Asian) as being so close-minded and religious. Its also my first time speaking out my real thoughts about the people I think really are hot. Back home, I have always pretend to talk dirty about chicks and girls with my best friends. Well sadly, I didn't thank him for any of the above in person because I was so scared he will feel awkward. I wish I could tell him now. So at first he brought me to drink at a bar in Newtown. He introduced to me his favourite drink the Southern Comfort with Cola and OH MY GOD, its the best thing ever. Shortly after, he brought me to Oxford Street, the "gay" street of Sydney. Its the first time I got into a club, and a gay club, and pretty anyone was gay or lesbian or bi. The guys (even the feminine ones) were sooo hotttttttt. If I weren't Asian, I would be running towards them. Everyone seems to be having a nice time. We continued drinking and he told me to wait for the drag queens to perform. It was also my first time seeing a drag queen. I forgot the songs that they performed but I was already half drunk so I was extremely loud. Then he brought me upstairs to dance. Its my 5th cup of drink and I was already dancing like crazy. He didn't seem drunk. So he bought more drinks and when he finally became a bit drunk, he danced too but he laughed so much at my dancing. Yeah I do shit things when I'm drunk but at that time, I did not give a shit about everyone else haha. Thats the best thing about being drunk I guess. Then I felt too much, I wanna go home. I felt so dizzy I lost him and went out of the club ALONE. Some old guys were pretty freaking me out as they followed me everywhere. They knew I was drunk, I was so afraid they will do something bad to me. :facepalm2: Luckily I found him at the last minute and we went to MY HOME. It was 4 in the morning when we got home. I hid him in my room till the morning. He slept on my bed and I slept on the floor. After he left the next day, I lied to my aunt, my cousins and my parents that I went to the movies last night. I felt it was my fault that he had left early because I was closeted to everyone else. :bang: Now, my bed and the pillow he so tightly hugged on to is filled with his manly smell. God it was that smell that made me had a crush on him. The smell is almost gone now after 2 days and I knew I was desperate because I did not give up, I sniffed through my whole bed to find that last shot of masculinity to fill my hunger. And despite all that, you know how did we part? "See ya mate." Fuck myself. I knew he's never gonna get the chance to sleep on my bed again because I couldn't take the risk to lie to my rellies again. My self-confidence is back to a record low right after I became sober again. So guys, I know this is long, but I need tips for the next night. It was my first time getting drunk and I felt that I missed out a lot of stuff that I was supposed to do when drunk. Should I be more intimate when I'm drunk? Should I make him drunk first so he could flirt with me? Tips for clubbing, kissing, drinking, dancing, socialising in clubs, anything. Thanks
