Las Vegas is a very interesting city at night; we’re more 24/7 than most places and so when the season demands that I walk at night to remain cool, I usually quite enjoy it.
I usually start by sneaking out the back of my complex, across the bridge and into the city.
I head down the street towards the sphere, past St. Garbled’s whose church sign is in a script I can’t read, and around the corner to St. Violator where strains of Depeche Mode can be heard echoing mysteriously at 3 in the morning.
Past the Las Vegas sphere which is usually still doing it’s moon mode display until sunrise…
You go past the active construction site on the strip…
and past the creepy street art on the boxes.
And down the Las Vegas strip towards the location of an infamous cruising park.
One thing I like about prowling the night is that you never know just what you might find.
So I got to the park and it was empty so I just put my hand up the leg of my shorts and started playing.
Unfortunately nobody came to clean up my cumshot this time.
On the positive side, the walk home at sunrise was quite gorgeous.
Even if I found myself way on the other side of the sphere from my wanderings.
At least I made it home by sunrise.