The Naughty Underworld

There are 2 gay bars in the city that I know of that boast costumes, dim lighting, cheap drinks, porn on the tvs, and public sex. They are The Cock and The Eagle.

The Cock:
"They don’t call it the Cock for nuttin’!"

http://www.thecockbar.com/Welcome.html

This bar is in the East Village. A very old neighborhood filled with rugged men, hipsters, and the frisky tourist. The first time I came here I walked in on a random night to see a few men in the bar. A stripper was getting sucked off. As my friend and I giggled at the sight, a Japanese man that was about 60 years old reaches for my zipper and pulls down. I was amazed how instantly he found it given how dark the bar was. I started nervously laughing as I quickly pulled away, zipped up and left in a hurry. Another occasion was a big night as it was the night before the “Hustla Ball”. The bar was packed to the brim, but left enough room for 2 guys to fuck while dancing in the middle of the floor.

I’m a bit more seasoned to the scene. Last night I was wasted and walked up to a dude, asked if he was Scottish, he said he was, and then we started to make out. Yeah I took him home. I had just gotten laid an hour or two before…

The Eagle:
"The mood is dark and sleazy, and the studs are still cumming."


This bar is in Hell’s Kitchen (the neighborhood named for obvious reasons, though is up and coming). It isn’t always as seedy as The Cock. But its 2 floors plus roof top leaves lots of dark corners to get in some trouble. It's a leather and levis bar... images of masculinity and a gay fetish:

Men dress in leather gear like chaps and leather jock straps or jeans with no T-shirt. They play the hottest porn and have a skin head barber there happy to shave your head for you.

I love the dark and dirty underworld in NYC. I fucked a guy in a dark bar once. We were the stars that night… so many hands, some more welcome than others. Guys were literally trying to push me off of him so they could have at him. He was my date though so he was all mine… it was so romantic.

And that's why I’m a fuck-up:

When I was 3 I pooped my pants, left my Mickey Mouse underwear in the bathroom, and when the teacher came out with them and asked whose they were I immediately fessed up.

When I was 19 I shoplifted – a lot – and got caught.

I took 6.5 years to complete my Bachelors.

I’ve slept through 2 career/life changing interviews.

If I have no reason to wake up I’ll sleep until 2pm.

I have unprotected sex.

I’ve often slept with 2 people a day.

I sometimes do drugs (the really trashy kind), though I rarely pay for any.

I’ve had sex for money.

I’m living off my ex-boyfriend.

If I have $10 to my name I’d buy booze instead of food.

I’ve slept with 5 people within 24 hours.

I have 800 friends on facebook and can recall maybe half of who they are.

I watch the Jersey Shore.

I just applied to Starbucks.