Hey guys, Intern Candace again reporting from Phoenix Forum 2013, and all I can say is that the past 24 hours have been a whirlwind. A whirlwind of nude men. A whirlwind of webmasters. A whirlwind of sex, sin, and sun. After last night, my life will never be the same.
As many of you know, this is the first adult event I have ever attended, and obviously the first time I have seen nude men (aside from three of my previous long-term boyfriends), so I didn’t really know what to expect coming into the Phoenix Forum. Sure, there are meetings and seminars in the mornings and afternoons where people wear clothes, but once the sun sets on the Tempe Mission Palms hotel, anything goes.
When I visited the Next Door Studios suite yesterday afternoon, I was personally invited by Next Door Studios President Stephan Sirard himself to come back for their charity auction and “late night after hours party” in the same room. And what I witnessed there last night defies explanation.
When I walked in, I knew immediately that I was in the right place.
I was told by one of the security staff that the signs on the coffee table were taped up so that people didn’t set their cocktails or ashtrays on it. I am proud to work in an industry that looks out for the safety of its go go dancers.
Two of my favorite people I met last night. “Mark” and a lovely young man from BluMedia. Mark is unfortunately confined to a wheelchair, but that didn’t stop him from having fun.
One of the evening’s entertainers takes a much-deserved break between performances.
During the charity auction/strip show, the men of Next Door Studios performed some of the most seductive dancing and sexually charged displays of masculinity I have ever seen in my entire life.
The sensual green and red mood lighting only added to the euphoric vibe. It was like an erotic Christmas, and the stockings were definitely hung (pun intended) with care.
Suddenly, the unthinkable happened. While bathed in hypnotic emerald green light, one man (I believe his name was Axel Wolf) actually laid down upon the coffee table and started pleasuring himself right then and there. As he stroked his massive member in front of me and an entire crowd of webmasters and affiliates, I questioned if what I was witnessing was even real. I questioned whether or not I would be able to contain myself. I questioned whether or not I could refrain from joining him and pleasuring myself also, right then and there on that coffee table.
Thankfully, just before I was about to give into my feminine desires and collapse onto that coffee table, lift up my dress, and begin massaging my own genitals, he came. A man came in front of me.
Last night, I watched a man ejaculate onto a coffee table.
(P.S. The night didn’t end here. I’ll have more coming up later, including my meeting with Cody Cummings. I’m still trying to process last night. Thanks guys.)