New York Jacks: A Newbie's Thrilling Surprise

I've always been a bit of an exhibitionist, but only in my mind. That all changed after my first time at New York Jacks. NYJ is an all male, (mostly) nude, group masturbation party in New York City. I had visited their website for years, but never had the balls to actually go. That all changed one random Sunday when I work up and told myself "fuck it. I'm going today." And, I did. I wasn't quite sure what to expect, but when I arrived (after circling the block a few times) I climbed the three flights of stairs of a nondescript mid-town building, pushed through the door, and gave the smiling, friendly guy at the front desk my $25.. Inside, guys were stripping down, neatly putting their clothes onto hangers for the coat check. I did the same. As I yanked down my boxers, my 5 1/2 inch furry dick chubbed up right away. I knew I was going to love this experience. After dropping off my clothes, I walked naked with my cock bobbing up and down back into the play area. The play space consisted of two decent-sized interconnected rooms that were lined with sofas and other seats. Scattered around everywhere were open jars of Albolene, my favorite JO lube. I scanned the first room and was delighted to see about 75 men of varying ages, body types, ethnicities, and of course dicks. Cut, uncut, hung, small, hairy, shaved, soft, hard...there was a bit of everything. I dug my fingers into the nearest tub of Albo and greased up my already rock hard cock. Any anxieties or inhibitions were immediately gone. Here, we were all just men, celebrating our cocks and our natural desire to get off. I have a theory that all men at their core love to be naked and primal, and NYJ grants us a nearly utopian space to be men, in the presence of other men.  After a few minutes of jacking myself off while filling my eyes with hot horny man action, a short bespectacled guy approached me and asked if he could give me a hand. Hell yes! He gripped my cock in his greasy fist and expertly started jerking me off. It was awesome. I reciprocated and enjoyed the feel of another man's throbbing cock in my hand. Our dicks were about the same size and we were both obviously skilled at giving a good tug. After about five minutes, I told him I needed a break, and went on to explore the second room. In the back area, more of the same was going on: guys alone, in pairs, or jerking in sweaty groups. The musky smell of balls was intoxicating! I sided up to a group of hairy guys enjoying a feverish circle jerk. I was welcomed into their group and got my now slimy Albo fist wrapped around a big slab of meat. The weight of his cock surprised me, but felt amazing. His dick pulsated with each of my tight strokes. This went on for what seemed like forever until one of the men in our group grunted out that he was going to cum. With an arc of his back, thick ropes of jizz sprayed out of his shiny lubed up cock head into the void of our circle. We collectively congratulated him on such a great cum shot and returned to our group action. Not wanting to cum just yet, I eventually peeled away from the group to go explore the many other horny scenarios around me. After pairing up with several other guys, I found myself splayed out on one of the sofas in the first room. The crowd was thinning out, but there were still plenty of horny men lounging around, aggressively yanking on their rock hard cocks. With my legs spread wide, I jerked my dick like I never had before. My exhibitionist fantasies were being played out in real life! A hairy-chested guy made eye contact with me from across the room and worked his way over to me. He stood beside me as I continued to wank myself. I reached up and grabbed his meaty balls and after a few minutes of exploring his manhood, I convulsed into the wildest orgasm of my life. As my balls tightened up, four juicy ropes of cum shot straight up out of my cock and landed on my chest. Several of the guys around me commented on my massive and messy load. It was thrilling. My newest buddy then came himself with a goonish smile on his face. We were all pretty spent after an afternoon of such stimulating pleasure.  As I cleaned up, I felt an enormous relief, not just my sexual release, but from having one of the most satisfying group experiences of my life. Why had I waited so long to do this? I walked naked and with a deflated, but proud cock back to the coat check to get my clothes. I dressed slowly, enjoying my final views of so many hot horny guys. On my way out, I generously tipped the coat check guy and shared a knowing smile with the man at the front desk. I knew that I would be back again. And again, and again, and again! That was three years ago, and today I'm a proud card-carrying member of New York Jacks. I now go at least a few times a month to play with my newfound brotherhood. If you guys are into it, I'll share more stories of all of the different adventures I've had at New York Jacks. I've got tons of them!