OK, photographing all these hot boys was really starting to wear me out (not really, but it's a good excuse), so I decided I needed a vacation. I've never been to Mardi Gras, so I thought it would be fun to go and see what I could see.
Four of us went: me, Evan (he and I have become good friends and he's been helping out around the studio lately), Zack (because I think he's hot), and a female friend of mine (who as it turns out is quite adept at getting guys to drop their pants).
I was told that the crowds were a little lighter this year than they have been in the past, but Bourbon Street was still packed and there were tons of cute boys everywhere (although I saw enough titties to last me a lifetime, too).
We had an absolute blast! The food in New Orleans is incredible and we were drunk off our asses almost every night. On our second night, we took Zack down to the St. Ann's section of Bourbon Street (where the gay bars are). His big dick was a hit there and I have to say that for a straight boy he was a real good sport. He even got a few boys to show their goods!
