The Cock Ring is the hottest male preturnatural adult entertainment complex in the state, nestled in the club district of Lupercalia, Nevada. TCR is also a faerie mound. Go ahead, get the jokes out of your system now. We can wait.

Lupercalia is located in the north of Nevada, off route 447 not all that far from Empire and the Pyramid Lake Indian Rez, just north of Gerlach across the river. There is of course a fair bit of contention about the name of the city. 'Lupercalia' is an old Roman festival involving naked young priests in wolf skins flogging women in the streets to promote fertility, if the books are to be believed. Sounds like a party to everyone around here. Town elders naturally insist that the name is relating simply to the local forests being the kingdom of wolves in times past. There are even wolves gathered in a cute little family on the town sign, and a statue in front of City Hall: family values and all that. I could elaborate on the various ironies, but I can see you'd rather hear about the nightclub full of pretty men...

TCR is built on the edge of a wooded ravine, most of which is private property--and a very valuable commodity in the city. The club itself is a total of three levels of the most gorgeous debauchery known to man, woman or beast, all haloed in neon. It's the sort of place that tingles the flesh with its atmosphere even before the show starts. The performers aren't just lovely, they are singularly talented, and many are world-renowned models, actors, and showmen. On poles, in cages, wet, dry, glowing, bound in leather, dressed in killer heels or not a thing at all, fierce, demure, sensual, brutally erotic or lushly exotic... we have someone to satisfy every hunger.

Ah yes, I did mention that this is a faerie mound. Ostensibly the club is anchored on Rowen Avenue in Lupercalia, just west of the tracks. It is there. But TCR can find itself nearly anywhere, at least... sort of. Go out the back or side alley doors and we can't guarantee what year or time you'll arrive, let alone where. It was an accidental arrangement, I assure you--an arrangement that brings many worlds and endless beauty and intrigue to our door.

Turn over your silver and holy items at the door, get yourself a drink at our neon-wrapped bar and pick out a few souvenirs before you cozy up to one of the stages for a real treat. At The Cock Ring, we'll keep you up... all night!

Please Note: The Cock Ring, Lupercalia & Rio de Suenos are the invention and sole intellectual property of Phrixion Publishing and its officers. They (unfortunately) exist on no map but our own.