Almost a week after the Leather Pride in Amsterdam I finally got some time to do a little write up of this small, but fully packed event.
We arrived on Thursday, and soon found our self in the Mr. B store. It ended with a couple of high boots, and me naked on the hotel room polishing them – the shine on the boots must at least be as good as the shine in the leather pants. Of course, it did not have to be done naked, but I like the feeling of leather against the skin.
That night we went to the piss party at Dirty Dicks. It is not quite my thing, but my partner in crime/life/travel/love/play enjoys it. He had lots of fun drinking beer and finding some pig for some recycling. At one time one guy asked the bartender where the toilets were, and the answer he got was epic “You ask where toilets are? On a piss night? They are sitting all over the place.”
On Friday, we went to the bondage workshop with Master Dart and Sir Bart, quite an eyeopener. The subject was predicament bondage, let the submissive choose between the fast and painful or the slow and not so painful, at least not at first. The possibilities are endless. I went only to one workshop, while my partner for the rubber workshop as well. He got to try out a rubber sleep sack, it will be interesting to see if that is something he would like to repeat.
After a late dinner at Getto, we ended the night at Eagle. They had a bit earlier presented the Mr. Leather Amsterdam contestants. The place was packed with hot leather guys, even found a friend from Berlin there.
We lived some blocks south-west of Leidseplein, a 30-minute walk from Eagle and Dirty Dicks, especially in new boots. Five or ten minutes after we got back to our room, it knocked on the door. At four in the morning. Outside in the hotel corridor a guy in the beginning of his twenties stood and asked if he could be my slave for the night. I firmly said no and told him I wasn’t interested. After I had closed the door, I began to wonder if he lived at the hotel or if he had followed us. I hope he lived there…
What would a trip to Amsterdam be without a canal cruise? And on Saturday they had a leather canal cruise. It was a kind of meet and greet at Mr. B before we went to the boat. Here both Mr. Leather Amsterdam 2015 and the owner of Mr. B, said some words. The latter was talking about the importance of the leather community and the challenges we are experiencing. I say “we”, even though he was probably thinking mostly at Amsterdam, because the challenges are similar all over. If we want a community, we should use and support it.
Bristol Uniform (@BristolUniform) October 29, 2016
The boat was almost full. Interesting people to talk to, and the scenery of Amsterdam from the canals are truly astonishing. Afterwards some of us went to The Web, a small bar that had a second-hand flea market, there was some interesting articles, but I did not get anything.
We were discussing what to do in the evening over dinner. The choice stood between going to the invasion party or to the BLUF party at Dirty Dicks. As we had to leave quite early, we decided to go to BLUF. It was full of leather guys, and I had several interesting conversations with both new and old friends. Several of them recommended the leather pride in Antwerp, we must see if it is possible.
This is one of the coolest venues I have visited in Amsterdam, a cruising club over three floors. It has, as the name suggests, a bit of a religious themed decoration. But I would be surprised if the building has ever been a church.
The top floor is a gallery, with some low couches and a sling. At the main floor you will find what you would expect at a dance club, but also a strip pole on the bar and a small private sling room. In the basement there is the bathroom, including showers and douche possibilities (both towels and disposable douche hoses can be bought in the bar). There was also a darkroom in the basement, and it is dark.
Even though it was a slow night (maybe 20-30 guys), those who were there was fun to play with.
This place gave a new meaning to the song “Take me to church” by Hozier. You can find the webpage for Club Church here.