The Snax and how to get it

This is XX rated, you're warned) !

To go in berghain is always an adventure because you never know what you will get. The place is more or less always the same (dark room after the garderobe, at least you are straight away in the mood, hard techno beats on the main floor and upstairs the panorama bar) but for such party event I expected something unusual as It was last year. Dress code mandatory so with all the tools the bike was out of the question. Furthermore I was not leaving home alone and It is still snowing so we decided to take the train after the first drink at the "Bierstube". Out of the train you have to walk down the unluminated street (that puts you more in the mood but trust me you're not alone heading in the same direction and again you quickly notice who is going where) and cross some unwelcoming warehouses. Nevertheless the trip is safer now because of the flow of people and they put some lights on the way. Furthermore this industrial estate kept on being built and the lights of the parkings help. I remember the first years going there was not that easy and even the taxi did not want to enter the area. Now It is an never ending flow of cars and you're sure not to wait more than a few minutes your driver home which was last night much appreciated because you know : It snows. Again It was well organized. 3 possibilities to enter the place : first VIP list and/pre-sold tickets, second : queuing outside in the cold, feet in the mud (again It gives the atmosphere of the event) and ??? guess what : snow, or not going to this party but to the Panorama bar which had no connection with the other room last night. But It seems a tendency for the place to separate the whole thing in different areas when before all was opened together. At least you could move yourself everywhere from dark-room to music and bars and have a sense of a journey. Now all is apart and they even created some new spaces for special events like Lab-oratory (sex, Friday evening, arrive early otherwise doors are closed) or Pet Shop Bears that I still have to investigate (but I already like the name). Anyway after waiting a while at the pre-sold queue (I always arrive early so I don't have to wait too long) we had the feeling of what will happen that night. I understand now why the friends say It is worldwide known and men come here to meet each other because I had the feeling last night the planet Leather and Fetish was there. It is absolutly fantastic to see those people belonging to the same fetish. I mean only leather, some vinyl and sneakers but seemed kind of lost (especially with white high heels, does not really fit). When you cross someone wearing leather in the street you notice it but there It is like being wrapped in leather, muscles and after a while sweat and smells. Lucky us It was allowed to smoke. I guess they knew what It will be like that night and better the smell of smoke because all those men, in leather, together having fun after a while you would beg for someone to open the window. The place was previously an electricity company. It is definitly an amazing place and architects made a wonderful job of restauration. You get the feeling nothing has been touched but here and so you notice the changes. They kept the heart of the building and for example the old lamps and porcelaine fuses are still into place. This time they even built an extra tribune with many stairs to allow people to dance while being seen. We couldn't help wishing with a friend that the structure was strong enough to support all those muscled tatooed men moving on electro beats but when we left all was still into place and we could see the metal structure having a hard time. The Cazzo actors were there and creatures you never see anywhere else in the real world. Delivering the coat was not easy because even arriving early It was already full packed and men used the corridor as a changing room. I understand that coming dressed in leather with an open ass with this weather is not that easy even for the toughest ones. I think this behaviour of wearing leather, rubber, vinyl or nothing is a way of life (probably belonging to help your fantasies to come true and/or for fun) but It does not mean you have to get cold. So everyone was dressing up with Its best outfit or getting undressed at the same place so It added to the confusion. It happened to be that we met everyone we gave appointment to so all the best to come and we started to look at (not so) hairy asses or this master giving something to drink to his enchained servant. I saw only a few rubbers but It's maybe because the party is focusing on leather. It costs less probably as well to buy only a butcher apron (but in black leather) than a rubber outfit with a gas mask. Luckily they wore no knives and the ones with the military outfit had no gun (or at least hopefully not loaded). But as weapon you could see on the belts this crisco cream shortening so you knew spontaneously what the guy liked. Drinking with the guys back on the wall we had a view on the asses waiting to be served (I'm talking about the men waiting for the drinks, you perverts) and we noticed that some had already some job done because they were putting their fingers in their hole and then smell the result of the inspection or another friend welcoming an acquaintance by pressing his nipples (milk ? anyone ?). Talking about all this at the bar we agreed that realizing your fantasies is probably for the best and each and everyone can decide of the role he wants to play. I only have some reserves about the slave thing and particularly with the ones dressed in a vinyl re-interpreted outfit that reminds you of the second world war, especially in Germany. It is far from my concept and one day I'd like to have a conversation with those guys to understand their motivation, fantasies or vices. But the good thing is that at this place last night no-one seemed disturbed by nothing. I guess It's because for once they all can live freely the way they want all together at the same place so you don't feel alone with your fetish and I am sure this is very important. When the guys wanted to be alone for a while I knew where they were heading but It allowed me to give some fire to punks and have a chit chat. I noticed the English because they were wearing this "skin head" outfit labeled by Fred Perry. Sooner I knew the party will turn to a sex one and you could see on corners or toilets some were already busy or still looking for. Not a good kisser to your taste ? already left after a few seconds. Keep on searching. That is this very moment I have to go. I already mentioned I feel when the party is transforming itself in a quest of lust and you might get the wrong guy because everyone has to "conclude". Just a few steps to get back my coat, feel the snow outside and take a taxi home. People keep on coming in because soon the after will start until this afternoon. I prefer to come back when It is still dark outside otherwise I have this strange feeling not to have enjoyed the night because I didn't see it. And better sleep than doing mistakes.