Tales From The Disco

**nrgbeat** · September 3rd, 2002, 06:18 AM

I was wondering if anyone had any interesting disco related stories to tell.

For example: You had a one night stand with someone you met in a club and then they stalked you for two weeks or you asked a young lady to dance and then her big brute of a boyfriend came up and smacked you in the face. Got the idea??

Please share.

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**paul** · September 3rd, 2002, 04:34 PM

Well, one night at Cache's, a Boston area nightclub back in da day, I was dancing with this pretty hot babe. We started talking about everything including spending the night together. Things were going well and I was "In There." Out of the blue she mentioned her husband was there at the disco and he wouldn't mind if we all went home. That threw me for a loop because this was my first invite to a boy/girl/boy threesome. I backed out. Why? OK, homophobe alert....I wasn't sure if her husband was gonna try and do me while I'm in there and I can't go for that

I've often wondered though what might have happened if I took her up on the offer. Oh well, I guess I didn't do enough "herb" that night

**nrgbeat** · September 3rd, 2002, 05:10 PM

So I guess you didn't quite make it "in there" that night. :lol:

**NickNack** · September 3rd, 2002, 06:52 PM

I remember travelling out to Queens, NY, from Brooklyn to hear a friend play. I met him at his apartment and was introduced to his roommate. (And that's all they were, roommates, no more.) Anyway, roomie and I hit it off (and got it off!) quite well before going to the club. The crowd was mixed. I mean EVERYBODY, gay, straight, black, white --- the fucking rainbow was on the dancefloor.

Roomie and I went to the bar to get a drink and this beautiful lady walked up to us and starting hitting on him. It was all fun, they were having a good time with each other. She must have thought she could "change him" because at one point in the conversation she grabbed his crotch saying, "I could really work on this." As I stood there with my mouth open (I don't usually shock that easily) he reached down between her legs and said, "Something's missing..."

I choked on the drink and laughed my ass off the rest of the night! Great party place. Of course, names escape me when I need them.

**nrgbeat** · September 3rd, 2002, 06:56 PM

That is a great story.

**NickNack** · September 3rd, 2002, 06:57 PM

On 2002-09-03 17:34, paul wrote:
Well, one night at Cache's, a Boston area nightclub back in da day, I was dancing with this pretty hot babe. We started talking about everything including spending the night together. Things were going well and I was "In There." Out of the blue she mentioned her husband was there at the disco and he wouldn't mind if we all went home. That threw me for a loop because this was my first invite to a boy/girl/boy threesome. I backed out. Why? OK, homophobe alert....I wasn't sure if her husband was gonna try and do me while I'm in there and I can't go for that

I've often wondered though what might have happened if I took her up on the offer. Oh well, I guess I didn't do enough "herb" that night

Paul,

I won't go into details but a similar thing happened to me. The husband approached me first (hot man!) and everything was cool until he introduced the wife. My reply: "She's going to be quite bored if I go home with you 'cause it just ain't happening."

End result: Wife went to sleep, hubby and I had a good old time.

Gawd, was I really that wild... HELL YES! :grin:

**Fabulosa** · September 3rd, 2002, 09:10 PM

On 2002-09-03 17:34, paul wrote:

Out of the blue she mentioned her husband was there at the disco and he wouldn't mind if we all went home. That threw me for a loop because this was my first invite to a boy/girl/boy threesome. I backed out. Why? OK, homophobe alert....I wasn't sure if her husband was gonna try and do me while I'm in there and I can't go for that

I've often wondered though what might have happened if I took her up on the offer. Oh well, I guess I didn't do enough "herb" that night

Honey, you straight as an arrow (cough, cough) always tell us girls that we should test the waters before we jump into the wrong river. Well, the same goes both ways Paulie Girl. You better stock up on some good old herb the next time, or maybe it was just good old HERB that you needed!

**jack** · September 3rd, 2002, 09:15 PM

i avoided answering this post because my instant memories involved too much to drink / too horny to go home alone kinds of scenarios....but i will relate one tale...i was in one "hot" disco out of the country on a business trip..my local guide rounded up some friends and we all went out. it was a great disco...the night was warm...they had a gigantic roof that slid back to reveal the sky etc etc. there was this one woman that i met that night who had a great sense of humor and we really hit it off...i asked her to dance when the music got really moving. her english was quite good, though not perfect, but i definitely heard an "absolutely no way "
i was flabbergasted
turns out she was local Rona Barret { 'member her ?? } and if she were to get up and dance with this "unknown" man all the other gossips in town would go beserk and have blind stories about her in the papers the next morning...in fact the vultures { unbeknownst to me } were all ready circling.
in that moment i got a fleeting feeling of what it must be like to be truly famous and watched wherever u go......

**paul** · September 3rd, 2002, 11:50 PM

On 2002-09-03 19:57, NickNack wrote:
Paul,

I won't go into details but a similar thing happened to me. The husband approached me first (hot man!) and everything was cool until he introduced the wife. My reply: "She's going to be quite bored if I go home with you 'cause it just ain't happening."

End result: Wife went to sleep, hubby and I had a good old time.

Gawd, was I really that wild... HELL YES! :grin:

Damn Nicky...Now you've got me thinking I really blew (so to speak) a real opportunity.
****!

**paul** · September 4th, 2002, 12:02 AM

On 2002-09-03 22:10, Fabulosa wrote:
Honey, you straight as an arrow (cough, cough) always tell us girls that we should test the waters before we jump into the wrong river. Well, the same goes both ways Paulie Girl. You better stock up on some good old herb the next time, or maybe it was just good old HERB that you needed!

Welcome Fabulosa (despite the shots you're taking at me). I take it you are a woman.
Anyway, are you saying I should have allowed the man in question to take a plunge if that was his wish? Honey...please (2 snaps in Z formation

)

**jazz_pilgrim** · September 4th, 2002, 12:56 AM

On 2002-09-03 19:52, NickNack wrote:
... the fucking rainbow was on the dancefloor.

What a great one-liner! Love it!! :grin:

And there's you complaining to Marky that you wish you had his writing skills??

I wish I had YOUR writing skills! :grin:

**markydefad** · September 4th, 2002, 01:28 AM

Nicky, you were SUCH a SLUT!!!!! :lol:

I'm SOOOOOOOOO jealous!!!!!!
So the "wife" just went to a spare bedroom and read a book???? DUH!!!! Was this couple modeled after swingers Tuesday Weld & hubby in "Looking For Mr. Goodbar", by any chance?????

Apparently I was a nun in comparison. Just took my drugs and danced til I was too pooped to shuffle my booties anymore. BUT, then I was "married" in the Trocadero dayze...at least "most" of them. :lol:

I still remember 2 exciting dance partners that I saw once and never saw again.

One-- a flight attendant from LA, of all places, who I met at Troc one Sunday evening--that I had a terrific time with (I remember dancing to "Mama Used To Say" by Junior and doing "other things" to "Africa" by Key Of Dreams or was it Toto????)--and dropped off at his hotel in a taxi (he had a flight leaving in a few hours)--and never heard from again. Did I get a number, an address??? I don't remember. Who knew I'd still recall that evening so fondly, after all these years????

Another-- a lovely lady--(YES, you read that right!!!!)that my gay friend Jack introduced me to one day in 1976. She was recently married (I never saw a husband!)...but Jack and another girl "friend" of his and she and I spent a day at the Polk Street Fair (we bonded over talk about our mutual love of then-sensation "Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman" and danced at Buzzby's to "Disco Party" by The Trammps and hit it off beautifully. Charlotte from "Sex & The City" reminds me of this girl--who I don't recall much about-- except that I felt "strangely attracted" to her.

Go Figure. :lol:

**JussiK** · September 4th, 2002, 07:01 AM

In 1979 I saw someone literally being trapped in disco lights. This club had several rows of bright yellow spotlights snapping down from the ceiling in straight linear formations. Some poor guy, apparently on something rather strong, was there dashing and jerking about trying to avoid the grill-like walls of light, under the impression that they were solid bars zapping back and forth demonically holding him forever a Prisoner on the Disco Floor. At first we all thought this was really funny in a sad way but when the person started crying and fell on the floor holding his head in terror and rolling around madly to avoid touching the lights someone finally thought it was enough and guided him off the premises. - This club by the way was called Funky Maruscha, situated in an old wooden firestation in the middle of a forest and right by a serene lake. When the going got too hot we would run out into the midnight sun, jump out of our wet clothes and jump in the lake en masse. hmmmm. And then go back in and dance until morning - no bowing down to any licencing laws at the Maruscha.

**QUINNY** · September 4th, 2002, 08:58 AM

A Disco I had the dubious pleasure of working in had a major refit. The guy who redesigned the place decided to model it on the lines of a space ship. Part of the refit was to extend the Disco to two floors. So what brilliant idea did he come up with?
Well, let's make the DJ booth look like some fantasy rocket ship, put a smoke machine underneath AND put in a lift mechanism that will raise the booth from ground to first floor. On paper that must have been a "Wow! this 'll earn me so much kudos" type of idea, in reality it sucked. Why?
Come the night to re-open the joint, no-one had bothered to physically get into the booth, put a record on and use the lift mechanism.
You guessed it! On the night every time we used the damned lift, the record jumped and jumped and to be honest, it was a complete and utter farce. Despite these problems, the management insisted that we go up or go down every half an hour.
Needless to say, the next day we rushed out, bought a good quality cassette deck and got busy putting lots of hot tracks onto cassette. I don't think any of the DJs really liked the lift, 'cos when parked on the first floor you could barely see the ground floor and vice versa. It was programmed not to stop in between.

**paul** · September 4th, 2002, 10:39 AM

Boodi, Lean com'n. Let's some stories from the women. Do you ladies have some secret society like the Illuminati or something that prohinits telling your exploits? Even you Delight. You must have some club stories. I'll hold back my jealousy

**Jeff H** · September 4th, 2002, 12:27 PM

Well, this one time, at band camp... :lol:

**markydefad** · September 4th, 2002, 12:41 PM

On 2002-09-04 13:27, Jeff H wrote:
Well, this one time, at band camp... :lol:

I know ...you snorted extra hard on your poppers and put your flute in your ****, right????

Was I there??? It's all seems so vaguely familiar to me.

"He wore leather. You were sweating.
Ah, yes, I remember it well." :lol:

**Jeff H** · September 4th, 2002, 01:15 PM

Ewwwwwwwwww... the "c" word!!!

:razz:

**NickNack** · September 4th, 2002, 01:15 PM

On 2002-09-04 01:02, paul wrote:

On 2002-09-03 22:10, Fabulosa wrote:
Honey, you straight as an arrow (cough, cough) always tell us girls that we should test the waters before we jump into the wrong river. Well, the same goes both ways Paulie Girl. You better stock up on some good old herb the next time, or maybe it was just good old HERB that you needed!

Welcome Fabulosa (despite the shots you're taking at me). I take it you are a woman.
Anyway, are you saying I should have allowed the man in question to take a plunge if that was his wish? Honey...please (2 snaps in Z formation

)

Paul,

Just a wild guess, but I'd steer clear of Fabulosa. Those pot-shots were brutal coming from someone who hasn't even introduced HIMSELF. If I'm wrong, the more the merrier but I don't think a woman would be telling you to try Herb.