NYC Eagle, Sunday, 8:30PM Random Guy: I can’t believe what just happened. You know I’m a sub, right?JMG: No, but OK.RG: So I just tried to buy a collar in the leather shop and the guy wouldn’t fucking sell me one without my master being there!JMG: Do you have a master?RG: No.JMG: Well, rules is rules.RG: It’s so stupid.JMG: If …
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The Rules Of Leather
Design Flaw
NYC Eagle, Sunday, 9pm Guy 1: So anyway, we had a really good weekend together. He’s totally perfect for me, except for- and I hate to say this – his apartment.Guy 2: Why? Is he a slob?Guy 1: Oh, no. Everything is spotless. You could eat off the floor.Guy 2: So the problem is……Guy 1: The problem is his place …
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NYC Eagle, Thursday, 11pm At a birthday party on the Eagle’s rooftop, I ran into a recent acquaintance. Joe: Oh, hi. Nice to see you again, you’re looking good. Guy: Thanks, I’ve just started on testosterone. Joe: Oh, really? Are you taking the gel stuff or getting shots? Guy: The shots. Joe (shuddering): Yikes, do you have somebody giving them …
Read More »Heads-Up On West 28th
Five years ago, when NYC’s Eagle opened on West 28th in Chelsea, it was a lonely walk down a crack-head strewn sidewalk to reach the Eagle’s front door. Today W.28th is the epicenter of Manhattan nightlife, with a dozen or more major nightclubs popping up in the area over the last few years. With all that traffic comes a lot …
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Last night a feisty pre-Black Party crowd swarmed the Eagle, where I found myself in group of the New York Boys Of Leather, chatting with a cute young FTM named Kyle. I can’t recall how the topic came up, but Kyle hipped me to the FTM portmanteau du jour: “clock”. Clit + cock = clock. Everybody got that? Now you …
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The Eagle, Sunday, 10PMMan 1: Well, sure, you are kinda nelly, but some guys like that. Man 2: What are you talking about??!! Man 1: What? Man 2: You asshole, I said I was a feminist, not effeminate! Man 1 (shrinking): Oh….. Man 2: And I am NOT nelly! (Man 2 stalks away.) Man 1 (to himself): Whatever, girl..
Read More »“I Will Fucking Destroy You”
I had a rather strange encounter at the Eagle last night. I was wearing the Piggly Wiggly t-shirt that my buddy Little Tom bought me when he visited San Francisco for Mac World last month. Tom and I were leaning on the pool table under the big screen playing the Super Bowl when a guy a pointed at me and …
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