Today, you might occasionally see some light frottage, but basically the Meat Rack has resorted to just being a walking route again. But those days are as gone as some of the sand dunes. The Meat Rack even provided the setting for parts of the legendary gay porn filmīoys in the Sand.
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It was a wanton sex site, where gays stood around getting naked and sandy-and blown (by the sand and by other guys). This sandy area between two Fire Island communities-the Pines and the Grove-traditionally was more than just a convenient walking route between the two places.
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J's Hangout was closed by the health department in 2002. In 1987, the place became J's Hangout, and later on, it evolved into a jackoff haven with events hosted by the New York Jacks. It was the wurst of times.Īs remembers, this cavernous club started in 1977 and had a lively backroom as an X-rated attraction. At the Stud, the back room was a gigantic cluster fuck, with everyone grabbing, sucking, and sucking some more. I've mentioned places like this, as well as the Anvil and the Mine Shaft, where sex was king in the uninhibited, post-Stonewall 1970s. Or they'd just go to the communal room and prepare to be mass-groped. In this legendary shtupp palace in the basement of the Ansonia Hotel, males would check their clothes, don a towel, and lay down on a bed in a way that would suggest what their preference was. The Club and the Everard were hopping with gays in towels, but maybe the most famous of all was the Continental Baths (2109 Broadway), where the gays went to see Bette Midler perform-though more often, they were performing their own acts (sex acts, that is) in the rooms they rented. The former Everard Baths, now a wholesaler. It was sort of like a dirty version of the Horn and Hardart automat. Or, they simply sat there and waited for someone else to stick Gays went into a booth, stuck their business in a slot as if mailing a COD package, and then waited for someone to nibble on it. This nightspot was exactly what it sounded like. (11th Avenue between 21st and 22nd Street)
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In the 1950s, it was all about "necking" in the back seat but in the '70s, the spotlight was on fisting in the back of a large vehicle. In the West Village in the '60s and '70s, gays congregated in various large vehicles that had been unloaded, as it were, and were left open in the back, poetically enough. Let me bring it all back to you in a pre-Grindr whiff of Poppers and protein. Check their Facebook page for details.Nowadays, gays have sex in their apartments-sometimes even in beds-but back in the old days, lots of gays went to all kinds of raunchy locales to carry on, from clubs to parks to trucks to bath houses.
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Hey Queen is held one Saturday out of every month, now at Littlefield, 622 Degraw Street between Third and Fourth Ave in Gowanus, Brooklyn ( ). There's also usually an art installation to go with the event, and performers to go with the theme covers vary from about $3 to $15 depending on the party, and this weekend's Pride Party (which doubles as the series' anniversary celebration) features a happy hour with cheap drink specials. HEY QUEEN Hey Queen's been holding its monthly multi-gender LGBTQ dance bashes in Brooklyn since 2009 it first kicked off its parties at Sugarland in Williamsburg before moving to Public Assembly, and, most recently, Littlefield in Gowanus, and themed ragers have included everything from "Queen of the Damned" to "Alexander McQueen" to "Queen of the Obscene." The soiree always gets going on the dance floor, with super-enthusiastic partygoers grooving to DJs like Amber Valentine and Precolumbian, gogo dancers providing sweet eye-candy and a photographer running around who always manages to get your good side. Hey Queen (Courtesy Grace Chu, via Facebook)