International Mr. Leather 2008: Somewhere, A Herd of Cows Is Shivering

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Written by mike

Friday, 23 May 2008 08:15

Who wouldn't have fun at the International Mr. Leather competition, except for maybe a cow. (Psyche! Cows abound, and we're not talking steak.) Magical moments abound at America's pre-eminent leather fest: bewildered tourists who've accidentally been booked rooms at the normally staid Hyatt Regency, Ross Hurston playing with used condoms; the fourgy in Francesco D'Macho's room; and Mr. San Francisco Leather debating Eggs Benedict vs. an omelette at the breakfast bar. "If only every Hyatt Regency was like this," exclaimed mr. Pam over a Belgian Waffle. "The bathroom was filled with porn boys blowing one another and Christian Owen helped me put my tampon in one stall over. I filmed it!" Well, we're down for watching half of that.

With that, we present just a little of the overheard conversation so far:

"I'm switching rooms because there are three people in my current one that won't leave."

Man in leather kilt: "Does this martini glass make me look too gay?"

Man at Leather Mart demonstrating human urinal mask: "You won't waste a drop -- it's eco-friendly."

"I did a shot from his foreskin"

Rubber man to leatherman carrying a mini-fridge in the elevator: "Is that a new fetish?" Fridge Man: "Don't ask."

"We met on the street during Decadance. He didn't believe I could get both balls in my mouth, but I did."

"Yeah, what IS the German National Anthem?"

Man outfitted solely in leather bikini briefs. "I'm not a strict Buddhist, but I try to wear as little leather as possible."

"I'm going to take after my mother tonight: suck as many dicks as I can and pretend I don't remember."

"Do you think I can still get a cheeseburger and fries?"

If we could only find a New Yorker cartoonist and our underwear, we'd be set. We did however, find this super-enticing invite on a Post It in the hallway near the elevators (click to enlarge)