I apologize for not writing more these days. I think I’m in a slump. But what better way to pick up my spirits than give my review of Bears Den in Paris?

Bears Den is a gay bear bar in the Marais (the gay district.) The Marais is a very hip and happening location, in the center of all the action.

From the outside, it looks like your average tiny bar. It has a small smoking patio outside with an equally small bar inside. 

I should mention I was there during winter (off-season); therefore, it wasn’t as busy as it should be. Nevertheless, the bar area was crowded, shoulder to shoulder.

I walked in and ordered some house wine, sipped, and observed. 

There were an array of men. From younger to older. Bears and non-bears.

A Gay Bar with a Cave

The great thing about Bears Den is that there are two staircases at both ends of this tiny bar that descend into a large cave below. 

There’s a loft space, a terrace, a large dancefloor, and another bar area.

But that’s not the best part. The best part is that there’s a dark room near the back of the loft area where you can hook up with mister right now.

So I thought, even though it’s offseason, I want to see what goes down inside the bear bar with a cave. Do men go wild? Does the cave bring out their animal instinct? 

The Darkroom of Wonders

Since it was off-season, the dancefloor and cave area was pretty empty. There was one couple dancing. But about five guys watched from the loft area.

I sat and sipped my wine while observing. The venue itself is remarkable and worth checking out just to see it.

So I wandered to the darkroom to see if it was empty. As I pass the five guys on the loft, I notice they all watch as I enter the darkroom. Then, at the same time, they all follow.

Even though it was only about five guys total. These guys were ravenous. They were ripping each other’s clothes off. Sticking their tungs fiercely down each other’s orifices and pushing your head down to suck what they’ve got.

I even noticed one guy pounding all the holes he can get. One guy bends over, and he pounds them. Then he moves on to the next. It was hot to watch.

And although the weather outside was cold, the darkroom underground in the cave was steamy and hot. You could literally sweat through your shirt, working it down there.

I wish I could go back when it’s busy. I can only imagine how heated it gets.

Lost in Translation

After a few hours of heat, I decided to get a drink at the bar and ask the bartender what time the Metro stops running so that I know how much time I have.

“What time does the Metro stop?” I ask the hunky bearish bartender.

He turns and says, “What are you looking for? You want sex?” I chuckle and decide to go with the flow.

So I said yes. I am. He recommended La Mensch, a leather bar where the men are horny and eager to pound anything that walks.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have a chance to check it out. But I can assure you I had a great time at Bears Den.

So I finished my drink, put my coat back on, and headed back to the Metro.

Let’s break it down:

Bears Den is a great bar in the Marais. The actual address is 6 Rue des Lombards, 75004 Paris, France.

It’s a great place to grab a drink or two and play with some fun bears.

Do I recommend it? Yes, and I’d like to go back soon.

Check out their Facebook page for more info.