THE MEAT RACK

As an avid sportsmen and spectator of sex, it will come as no surprise that I enjoy Fire Island. In particular the Meat Rack  I'm amazed when ever a gay man tells me he hasn't been to Fire Island or Ptown, both the quintessential East Coast towns that are still predominantly all gay. I feel every gay man should go visit and have fun at least once in one of these hedonism havens. Alas, the worst part is the travel getting there. Fire Island is a pain to get to. I take the train, to New York, then we fight traffic in NYC, and then Long Island, where we then hop a ferry, no not me, but an actual ferry, into Fire Island.  The ferry ride can be fun alone, and let the flirting begin I say!!!! Fire Island has a rule of no cars. The only vehicles you may see are the miniature fire engines and that's it. That's part of the charm of the island. It's all natural beaches and a network of boardwalks everywhere. We then have the two towns, the Pines, where the real handsome, circuit and muscule boys are, with the huge architectural and fabled beach houses....and Cherry Grove, the more "in town" vintage part of the island where most of the bar, restaurants and drag shows are,  more friendly,  and a mix of more community and a handful of straight people. In between we have the Meat Rack. A natural beauty of land, wooded, and very sandy and randy!!! If your looking to get off, this is like a bathhouse basically.  While the Mistress isn't a regular visitor there, I have in the pass been there as a voyager and a participant. This trip I took the Lad, since he never saw it, and as expected we had some hot sex, we are both not shy, so if anyone watched or joined in, that's the magic! Afterwards we took the walk through to Cherry Grove. 

If these trees could talk, the nonsense they've seen!!!!! I was telling the Lad that the Meat Rack on a full moon night, can be quite magical of places. The moonlight, the sandy ground, the trees, and the outline of others walking by, or the movements of noise and grunts. Ah, the magic of the Meat Rack.

Just go in girls. the waters fine!!!!!

And here, look... the trees are marked  for us, so cocksuckers can find their way, no matter what time, day or night. No cocksucker will ever be left behind here.

I've learned gay men will have sex anywhere. Outdoor sex is very fun and thrilling. If there is a bush, their is two gay men jerking off behind, so if you do ever tour the meat rack watch where you walk dears. There are even pails scattered about to dispose of condoms. So there you have it,  just a small history of Cherry Grove and the Pines. 

Now just to keep it a smig wholesome and pg for some readers,  the deer are also famous on the island. We encountered quite a few stags and doe's when we left the meat rack. And their quite friendly!

Even hand fed one some of these green weed like things with berries, they seemed to really like them

And I threw this in for just pure gratuity. An exsample of meat. Nice meat I may add. A bearded hottie with Kitty Litter at a house party. He may be who we encountered in the meat rack, but I will need to see some identifying mark to make sure.

Now excuse me, I must make sure the houseboys are getting laundry done for the next trip.