F*cking with AJ Sloan: Reflecting on Fun Times in Fire Island Pines in Anticipation for The Island House Key West

March 31, 2023
AJ SLOAN

Those of you who know me even just a little by now know that I encourage an audience and that I am no stranger to exhibitionism. What can I say? I like to entertain. Is that why I do porn? God only knows. I’m heading down with the Fleshbot X Cybersocket crew to The Island House Key West in just over a week, and the prospects of poolside play under the sun are already giving me a semi. Join me at Island House's infamous, naked pool party on Wednesday, April 12 for an unforgettable time.

The anticipation of X-rated antics under the sun is giving me a flood of welcomed memories of the open-air fuckery of yesteryear. At this point, I think I’ve stained most of Fire Island Pines with my man juice, but one afternoon fuck rises to the top. I remember it like it was yesterday…

I was making my way down one of the walkways heading back to my house from a pool party in the late afternoon. Of course, I had dressed in my finest (and thottiest) little black speedo. As I made my way back, I locked eyes with a lean and ripped ginger fox whose biceps and forearms were covered in an orgy of tattoos. Not much time passed before I discovered that the carpet did indeed match the drapes.

Who can help me find out the designer for this swimsuit? pic.twitter.com/zG5Tr7TnmF
— ❤️‍ (@AJSloanXXX) March 30, 2023

After the initial mutual eye-fuck and dtf smirk, we found a recessed entranceway of a random house that we appropriated for a make-out session. It wasn’t long before we were making out with each other's cocks. This was all in broad daylight, mind you, and those who did walk by would throw us a high five or stay and enjoy the show for a bit before carrying on with their day. The spirit of Fire Island Pines at its finest.

At some point, one of us recommended a change of scenery, and we inevitably found ourselves in a clearing of trees in the Meat Rack. This was my first of many Meat Rack moments to cum, and we definitely set the bar high. It was like something out of a Jane Austin novel if Jane Austin was a slutty gay dude.

Putting on a little show for a very eager audience… #lockerroom #cheeky pic.twitter.com/uizQIaSPX7
— ❤️‍ (@AJSloanXXX) February 28, 2023

We began to fuck right there in the sand, and as we did, we soon realized that we were not alone. One by one, guys walked over from the main path and began to watch, wank, and cheer us on. The energy was as palpable as our cocks were hard, and the more eyes we felt, the harder we went at each other. We culminated in one of the finest seed-and-breeds of my time which, in turn, opened up the floodgates of our feral onlookers. It was more beautiful than the Bellagio Water show.

It's moments like these that really shape our true selves, and I have been a fortunate fornicator to have added dozens more stories like this one to my harlot memoirs. And who knows what will happen at the Island House? I have a gut feeling that my masterstroke has yet to come. Island House Key West, hold on to your f*cking hats. hurricane Sloan is about to blow through...