tail tale

So.
One of the more interesting aspects of our week long trip came from the house next door to us. I still can't put my finger on what was going on, in all honesty I think we all wanted to know, firsthand what the hell was shakin' over there.
We would go to bed, and there would be about 4 or 5 guys just screwin. All loud and "hell ya" (sounds of arse slappin), and we would wake up, and someone would be getting a bj near the hot tub. we woulud eat lunch and someone would be jerkin off.....
Sunday night they had candles lighting the way into their entrance and a guy standing out front trying to capture guys walking by. Anyway, it was just odd....and fabulous for them, but just odd. Thats the thing about the Pines.
There is such sexual energy that you walk away from there not sure how to enter the real world again. Kevin and i struggled all weekend to find things to do here in philly. We ended up spending a lot of time together, reading and just chillin out, which is prolly what we needed to do, all the same, i think we need to find some major love for Philly right now.
I came back to the city with a feeling that i want to start looking for whats next. I don't know. I just don't know.
It also doesnt' help that as our ferry was pulling out of the pines, the ferry coming in was loaded with tight energy and raw heat for the Ascension party.
and trust me you meanies out there, i am not trying to be high and mighty and gay about fire island, true it's a gay cliche, but thats only because its so so breathtaking in so many ways.
Alright, gotta go.
PS - i am glad that its miserable and raining outside.