So since I had my leather and was on a bit of an IML high, I figured I’d try out “Code Night” at the NYC Eagle. So I pulled on my chaps (over jeans) and my new Wescos and my bar vest and went out with my boyfriend (who was was in leather pants, a black T, and combat boots).

I hadn’t really researched it and we managed to get there 15 minutes before it opened @ 10pm, so when it did open we were some of the first people there.

Now the big surprise was that “code night” didn’t really have a dress code. Well, it sorta had one in that there was one part of the bar you weren’t allowed in unless you were dressed right. But that’s just sorta lame. At one point these guys walked into the “restricted” area – one of them was wearing flop flops and a white t-shirt. The fact that he was even allowed in the front door is just wrong… I mean he was cute, but flip flops and a white t-shirt?

The evening made me miss the LURE. Wednesday nights at the LURE were wonderful – there was this great mix of traditional leathermen and East Village punks. Then Friday and Saturday at the LURE you couldn’t get in the front door unless you were dressed appropriately. No tennis shoes (forget flip flops!), no “tendy” anything… And it was really busy.. That was a leather bar. The Eagle isn’t. It’s just sad…

There were a few leathermen around and some guys who were pulling off fetish pretty well. Like the guy in a nothing but a jock strap and high-tops.

The sexual tension was a bit mediocre. There was a guy who was showing ass in the bathroom. And when we went up the back stairs we interrupted two guys who were fucking on the deck near the stairwell – and that was about it. A few guys making out, but that hardly counts. It was nothing like the sexual activity at the Chicago Eagle during IML.

Since I was mostly hanging out with my boyfriend, I only talked to one guy (a hot Italian from Long Island) who got a little weirded out by the fact that I had a boyfriend…

It was a quiet night all in all… I’ll go again sometime – the nice part was that it was that the crowd was manageable enough that I could have talked to guys if I had wanted to…

Still, the leather scene in NY is dead. That part’s really sad…