The Masturbation Club #1

I have a friend named George who is a multi-millionaire, but he is in retirement and bored out of his mind. He’s come up with the bright idea of opening a chain of Masturbation Clubs where for a small free, horny guys can go into a comfortable environment and jack off with a bunch of like-minded dudes. He’s even talking about opening them in every major city in the U.S.

I explained to him that clubs like that already exist in quite a few major cities and have been in operation for years. I rattled off the names of several of the more well-known such clubs; NY Jacks, Denver Jacks, Detroit Motor City Jacks, Orlando Jacks and SF Baytors. All told there are at least twelve or thirteen in the U.S.

But George had an argument on why his clubs would not be bothered by that competition. He pointed out that all of the existing clubs are primarily gay-oriented. Many of them operate only two nights a week and most are held in varying venues. And many of the locations are crappy facilities. Some of these “clubs” are nothing more than a group of guys getting together in one member’s home and jacking off.

His vision was to promote his clubs to heterosexual and bisexual men. There was no legal way to keep the gays out but he felt that if his clubs were heavily promoted as suitable for straight and bi men, the gays would tend to stick to their own clubs. And if a few gay guys showed up, that was OK. George also planned to own his own club facilities that would be very classy and luxuriously appointed.

He told me he would open one club and try different things and see how it all worked out. For example, he would have it be open during the day, probably with a small staff and reduced rates. Although evenings would produce larger crowds, he felt there were plenty of guys who would like to jerk off any time they felt like it. So he planned to be open seven days a week. Probably from noon to 1 AM. The staff would be 100% female. Their uniforms would be nothing more than very skimpy thong bikinis.

George pointed out that there were a large number of ostensibly straight guys who would love to jack off with fellow masturbators, but wouldn’t be seen dead in a primarily gay club. Count me as one of those guys.

I pointed out that there was also The Masturbatorium, now in several cities, that offered a similar service. And the secret to their success was the availability of young cleanup girls who mopped up the cum after each guy ejaculated.

George had an answer to that as well. First he would also offer the cleanup service for a small extra fee. But whereas The Masturbatorium kept the members somewhat isolated, George’s plan was to be much more inclusive by promoting mutual masturbation (common in the various gay Jacks clubs) and even the staging of circle jerks. But this kind of action was not practiced in The Masturbatorium. Nor would you see a group of guys sitting in a circle and jerking their cocks or a partner’s cock. George envisioned true circle jerks where each participant jacked the cock of the guy to his right. George also planned to promote cock-to-cock jackoff as a special treat.

His Masturbation Clubs would have a very large open area where men could mingle, have a drink, and jack off anybody who was willing, or just themselves. Lighting would be subdued but not near dark as found in some of the Jacks clubs.

The more he talked about it, the more I became convinced he might be onto something.

Several months later, George opened his first club to much fanfare and media exposure. The local paper had a large article about it that literally pulled few punches in describing the facility and what it was for. George was interviewed by every local news telecast. Five years ago, something like the Masturbation Club would be met with plenty of opposition. But attitudes by most everybody had softened quite a bit in recent years. No women were being exploited and I think most people just passed it off as guys having a good time. So what if a bunch of men want to get together and jack their cocks. Who is it hurting?

One local editorial article in the paper really put it in the proper context. A totally harmless outlet where men could relax and get rid of their worries for an hour or two.

With all the promotion George had for the club, the place was packed from the minute the doors opened. Once the newness and novelty had worn off, the daytime crowds dropped off to about the level that George had planned for. The evening crowds remained strong with 20 or so men on weeknights swelling to as many as 40 on Fridays and Saturdays. Forty was about the maximum the club could handle so entry was closed off when that number was achieved. The place did have a waiting room which held about ten or twelve men. When the limit of forty was reached, the waiting room usually filled up. Then when a patron left early, the next man on the waiting list was allowed in.

After the place had been open for about a week, I decided to make a visit. George had given me a VIP Lifetime membership so I could attend any time I liked for no cost. Even the cleanup girl fee was waived. Of course I was free to tip them, which I planned to do.

I had been to the LA Jacks club several years ago and frankly the overtly gay vibe was not  to my liking. I hung around for about an hour but didn’t even ejaculate before I left. So I was really looking forward to the experience that I hoped I would enjoy at George’s  Masturbation Club. I selected a Wednesday afternoon for my first visit.

After showing my VIP Pass, I was directed to a locker room. There were exactly forty lockers. There were also showers and surprisingly a hot tub. I undressed and put all my clothing and belongings in the locker and locked it with a key that was stored on my wrist with a rubber band. I was given a pair of flip flops and a large high quality towel.

I walked into a very big open room. Around the perimeter were four person booths similar to what you would find in a restaurant. Along one wall was a large cash bar with two bartenders making drinks. Scattered throughout the open area was a large number futons and chaise lounges. They were all covered in really high quality plush coverings. George told me that the slipcovers had to be laundered every day, for obvious reasons.

In looking around I was impressed with the number of hard cocks on display. Because it was a weekday afternoon there were only about 20 to 25 men in attendance but still seeing that many erect cocks in one room was quite a turn-on.

It was strongly suggested to patrons that ejaculations should  land in one of three places, on the floor, on your body, or on your partner’s body (with his OK given first). But of course, even with the best of intentions, cumshots tended to land in many other places.

As I looked around, I saw a large variety of actions taking place. There were single men sitting in some of the booths having a drink and jacking their cocks. Some booths had several men performing mutual masturbation. A lot of that was going on in other parts of the room. On one of the futons two guys had two very large pricks pressed together while a third man jacked both cocks.

Over in a corner there was a carpeted area where six or seven men were sitting on pillows in a circle and each man was jacking his partner’s cock. George told me later that he had to re-think that area as it was difficult to clean up because cum got splattered all over both the carpet and the pillows.

As I looked on in awe, a nice looking young man introduced himself to me. As he reached out to shake my hand he jokingly said, “Wouldn’t it be  more appropriate to shake each other’s dicks?” So I grabbed his cock and started shaking it and he returned the favor. We both had semis at the time, Mine was brought on just by looking at all the hard cocks being serviced in the room.

My new friend Jeff said he had been admiring my cock as soon as I walked in the room and immediately wanted to get to know it better. I complimented him on his own prick which was becoming a handful.

I suggested we get drinks and sit in one of the booths. We drifted over to the bar where I got a cocktail but Jeff just got a Coke. We went back to a booth and sat next to each other. While we exchanged pleasantries I  reached over and began stroking his now fully erect penis. And he did the same to me. The crazy thing about what we were doing was that it seemed totally natural and normal. I loved the way his cock felt in my hand as I stroked up and down on it.

Jeff focused on rubbing his forefinger up and  down my frenulum which felt terrific. Then Jeff said, “I love what we are both doing but I can’t really focus on giving your prick maximum pleasure while you are pumping my prick. How about I just focus on getting you off and then you can do me?”

I had some misgivings about blowing my load so soon. I was looking forward to dragging out the whole experience for an hour or more and I said so to Jeff. He immediately agreed but then said, “Who says it has to be over after your first ejaculation? Half the fun after cumming is, how long will it take us to make each other cum again? Or if you are looking for a bit of variety we can both move on to another partner and do it all again.”

That sounded like a great plan to me and I said so. Then Jeff spread his large towel on the booth table top and suggested I lay down and he would jack me off. So I did. We kind of made a presentation out of the whole thing and as a result, after he started pumping my prick, a small crowd developed around our booth, intently watching Jeff’s magic action, most jacking their own dicks. I heard later that Jeff gave some of the best hand jobs in the Club and I certainly couldn’t argue otherwise. He was working my dick over like a true professional.

And shortly the inevitable happened. I felt the cum boiling in my balls and the friction that Jeff was applying to my cock was incredible. My body started jerking and I involuntarily thrust my pelvic area up and down as Jeff pounded my cock unmercifully. Nothing in the world feels as good as a great orgasm. Semen started spurting from the tip of my cock as Jeff jacked me with one hand and massaged my balls with the other. I  would have enjoyed a finger up my ass but club rules said that was a no-no.

I think I might have ejaculated the most cum I ever had. Luckily most of it had shot straight up and fallen back on my own body. Before I could even begin to recover, a beautiful cleanup girl was at my side mopping up the semen off of my  body and lovingly wiping it from my wilting prick. I lay there totally dazed by the enormity of my orgasm and the wonderfulness of a  young girl administering to my cum covered cock.

Then it was Jeff’s turn and I gave my best in getting him off. Surprisingly, as much as I had enjoyed getting jacked off, I found almost more pleasure in giving than receiving. After Jeff blew his load we both agreed that it would be interesting to roam around and find new partners.

Before the afternoon was over, I had jacked off three more club members and gotten my hard prick serviced two more times. I loved the laid-back atmosphere of the club and how easy it was to  make friends, And some friendships continued on into my regular life. I invited several of my bate buddies to my house from time to time and introduced them to my wife Amanda, who is the most liberal woman I’ve ever known. She was ok with me visiting The Masturbation Club as often as I liked and was even open to watching me and my friends jack each other off right in our living room. She would frequently join in and jack us both off or sometime suck both cocks at the same time.

One time I had a little party with just four of my buddies from the club, and all five of us took turns fucking my wife. She loved it and looked forward to future get-togethers.

(Author’s note. This is obviously a fantasy but the part about me visiting the LA Jacks and being turned off by it being too gay actually happened. Not only was the gay action a bit too lively for my taste, it was obvious that just about everybody there knew each other and I was an outsider, I was not invited into any of what  was going on. Not that I would have wanted to anyway.)

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