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The New York Jacks

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by Nate Despite my straightness I have always been a huge fan of masturbation and have had several experiences when I have jacked off with other guys. I have read a great number of masturbation stories online and in one of these stories I read about an organization called the new York Jacks which holds weekly jack-off parties at a club in Manhattan. It was on my mind all summer that I should look into this, and so when I went to the city in September I decided to visit the new York Jacks. There was a $10 fee to get in. I found myself in a mid-sized bar with two large rooms. The first one had a long bar which served free non-alcoholic drinks, and the second room had a pool table and several televisions showing various types of porn. There were dozens of guys in both rooms, hanging out, chatting, and...jacking off. Everyone was either najed or close to it, and I was surprised and relieved to see that the majority of them were nice, healthy-looking young guys. A huge sign on a nearby wall said clearly, "No Fucking, Sucking, or Ass-Play." I quickly removed my corduroy shorts and tank top, keeping my shoes. I checked my clothing at the bar. The bartender, who was wearing only a pair of jockey shorts, looked me over and said he knew it was my first time there. He asked if I wanted a tour guide and I said sure. He called a friend of his over. His friend was 6'5" and extremely goodlooking. He also had a really huge dick which was proportionate to his body size but still very impressive. The bartender asked his friend to show me around. As we walked around the room he explained the politics of the situation, including how to avoid unwanted contact with people. We stood off in a corner and talked for a little while, watching the activities around us. After awhile he grinned and took my hard cock in his hand. "You'll be fine," he said, stroking my eight inch dick. "You just need one more thing..." and he reached over to a sidebar and retrieved a tube of KY. He smeared a handful of it on my dick and my balls, patted me on the ass, and walked away. I jacked off by myself for awhile, then went toward one of the video screens to watch a pretty good porn. It was a couple of young muscle guys hiking in the woods. Mmm-hmmm. Funny how hiking always leads to full nudity and eventually to blow jobs and fucking. I felt a hand close around my ass, and a man whispered in my ear, "I can't believe how hard your ass is." I turned, forgetting I was naked and that my cock was standing out on front of me. My dick collided with his balls--I was face to face with another really tall guy, this one a blonde-haired go-go dancer with an all-over tan. I took a step back and he laughed, took my rod in his hand, and pulled me close again. I nervously took his long dick in my hand, and we stood face to face stroking each other. I have to admit, he was a beautiful guy. We talked while we stroked, and he was disapppointed to learn that I was just visiting the city. He asked me if I would want to go out the next time I was in the city. I said that aside from my current dubious activity I was straight, but I'd love to hang out. He said that was cool. Then he slowly moved his hands around to my ass and pulled me close. Our hard cocks rubbed together, both coated in lube, and the feeling was breath-taking. "There's lots of stuff you can do without feeling you've crossed a line," he told me. Then he kissed me on the cheek and walked off. (Later as I was leaving he returned with a card listing his phone number, address, and email.) My final experience at the new York Jacks was by far the best. I have no idea why I have this fantasy, but I've often fantasized about having a group of athletes circle jerk onto my chest. Over in the corner, four young muscular guys were standing in a loose formation around a steamer trunk that served as a coffee table. They were standing there talking and jacking. I suddenly realized this was my best chance to live my fantasy. I went over and joined them. They smiled and nodded, and one of them stroked my cock a bit. I slowly sat down on the steamer trunk, then lay back so that I was looking up at four smiling faces and four hand-pumped cocks. "Oh hell yeah," one of them said. My tour guide quickly came over and began jacking my dick so that i could lay back and enjoy. Two of the guys began rubbing my nipples with their dicks, while the other two had their hard shafts right by my face. I was afraid that I would be the first to cum, but these guys had been jacking for awhile and in a moment I felt the hot spray of cum across my chest as first one guy working my nipples and then the other shot his load all over my chest. I began bucking because I was about to cum from my tour guide's work, and just as I did, I saw the cock to the left of my face begin to shoot. It went all over my chest. I came, and a minute later the fourth guy did too. My tour guide had a hand towel which he cleaned me up with, and then I went to the rest room to rinse off. That was my first magnificent experience at the New York Jacks. You can bet it won't be my last.