You already know that masturbation clubs exist, and now we are going to explain how they work.
You will find them in secret venues located on the streets of the most important capitals in the world, with a more diverse clientele than you think. They are erotic art galleries or sex shops where group masturbation events are held, the attendees are mostly heterosexual men, and the parties are controversially named “brojob” or “bro-batting”. Both labels, which could be translated into Spanish as “masturbation between brothers”, were coined by the American doctor Jane Ward, author of the book “Not Gay: Sex Between Straight White Men” (Sex between white and heterosexual men). What happens in these masturbation clubs? In the United States, there are four of these clubs, located in Philadelphia, Seattle, New York, and Orlando. The owners of these sites agreed that meetings are held twice a week, where more than 50% of the members are heterosexual and 25% are bisexual, according to annual surveys conducted by the clubs. Two important aspects to be considered by attendees are discretion and experimentation. Although there is no romantic attraction, they can touch each other's penis, share pleasure with others. From brother to brother. All the interviewees affirm that it is a homoerotic act, not necessarily homosexual, although in these events there are kisses, caresses, hugs, and words of affection, they masturbate each other. Silence in the rooms is common.
Why do they attend? During adolescence, this type of group masturbation is common among heterosexual men, but in adulthood, such behaviors tend to disappear, according to Dr. Ward. The author has interviewed several members of these clubs and has discovered that some are exhibitionists seeking validation they do not get from their partner. Others find it more difficult to reach orgasm at home and prefer these clubs to release tension. In that sense, they say that group masturbation can be a new form of “male connection”. And there are others who consider group masturbation as a fun and interactive way to “finish” without cheating on their romantic partner.
In 2018, the coordinator of New York Jacks told Hornet that their clients are getting younger, comfortable with their heterosexual identity: “They are willing to fool around with another guy”.
3 Real Stories of 3 American Owners of Masturbation Clubs
In my early twenties, after having masturbated all my life like a pro, stolen magazines and online porn, I heard about a masturbation bar in Amsterdam called Stablemaster. The idea immediately got me very excited. As a recent college graduate, I had never participated in a “train” or in a game called “soggy biscuit”, and I had definitely never been to a masturbation bar — Dallas, Texas, didn't have them, and when they did, there were raids. When I visited Amsterdam a few months later, my friend and I literally peeked into the Stablemaster. Two disheveled men with grayish hair — the only ones in the whole bar — waved us in, but we left without saying hello or having a drink. We still had to learn the delights of experienced older men. Stablemaster has since closed, and although Amsterdam has other masturbation parties, the idea of clubs to jerk off has excited me ever since. A month ago, I finally had the opportunity to visit one in Philadelphia. I arrived as soon as the doors opened and followed a burly man up the stairs — checking out his butt on every step — to the loft on the second floor where the masturbation events take place on Sunday afternoons. A tattooed man on the landing had me sign a consent form, which said the same thing as a nearby ad: “Masturbation events involve nudity and safe individual, mutual, and group sexual exploration. Oral-genital and anal contact of any kind is not allowed.”
Nearby was another sign that said: A gentle reminder: "Yes!" means "Yes!" and "No, Thank You" really means "No, Thank You." It doesn't mean ‘Try again in 10 minutes.’ If someone makes it clear they're not interested in having fun with you, please be considerate and wait for them to approach you in the future. At the end of the second stairs, I met Albo Jeavons, the event coordinator. He is a slim and adorable 57-year-old man with a thick beard of blond and gray tones and a light attitude. For the past 24 years, Jeavons has been hosting weekly masturbation events in this space, which have doubled since the city is the sanctuary of the Radical Faeries and their home. Jeavons charges me a $25 fee and gives me a numbered bag for my clothes. Behind Jeavons are a sofa and several chairs, a table with stacks of pornographic magazines from the '90s, and a bar with water and disinfectant alcohol. Using only sports shoes, my necklace, and a curious expression, I entered the long back room where several white men (perhaps in their thirties and fifties) were standing around a large screen half-watching an old porn movie of one man blowing another. As I had a flight to catch in half an hour, I immediately looked at a guy in his twenties with a big hard cock standing near a bottle of lube on a pedestal. After showing each other our hard penises, raising an eyebrow and nodding, I approached him, said a brief “Hello,” and started stroking his beautiful hanging piece while occasionally kissing each other. I licked his armpits and ran my fingers through his soft and somewhat long hair, pushing him towards me to stick my tongue deeper. He groped my hairy ass and completely destroyed my nipples. I came within minutes, keeping him close as I trembled, and my cum dripping from my hand.
After thanking him with a sigh, without hesitation I cleaned myself with a nearby paper towel, threw it away, washed my hands, and returned to Albo for my clothes. But as I dressed, I realized something exceptional: men of all ages, ethnicities, and builds coming out of the stairs and sneaking into the back room, a forty-something Asian, short, with trimmed pubic hair and tattoos; a tall Latino in his twenties with a Prince Albert and a mustache; a muscular Middle Eastern thirty-something with strong pecs and steel buttocks. It is the most diverse sexual gathering I have ever witnessed, more colorful and diverse than any steam room or app I have seen. The 70-year-old man standing to the side of the back room impresses me more than anyone. No one has spoken to him yet, but I wonder, Where else does a 70-year-old gay man go to get off? A gay bar? A hookup app? Does he follow other old men home? Since then, I know there are websites for people his age, but what a mess, especially when there is a club full of sexy men jerking off in his own city. Since then, I have become obsessed with the idea of opening a masturbation club in Dallas, which brings me to this story. I interviewed Jeavons, founder since 1993; Steve Thomas, self-proclaimed Jack (masturbation) Officer and coordinator of NY Jacks since 2010; and Sean, who co-founded the Orlando Jacks in 2002 with his husband. I wanted to know more about their perspectives on what their respective clubs have become, how they operate, and how they continue to thrive in this era of mobile apps and online hookups.
What made you interested in opening a masturbation club?
Jeavons: When I was 16 and started taking the train to the city every day to go to college, I quickly realized that the men's bathroom at the train station was a long row of urinals, and almost every time I went, there were friendly men playing with their penises. And I was a hot 16-year-old teenager, so I loved it. That's why I ended up enjoying masturbating with other men. And then, you know, shortly after turning 20, suddenly HIV and AIDS arrived. Immediately I thought, "Well, ha, lucky me that this is something I really like, because it's the best thing you can do now." And I got very involved with AIDS stuff from the start, I was one of the founders or original members of ACT UP Philadelphia [Act Up Philadelphia], I did that. And occasionally I went to the New York club, which started before HIV and AIDS. And when I started going (like in 1986 or 1987), it was actually still a membership club where someone had to take you. I was lucky to have friends who were there, and I went and it was this paradise of madness. There were only 60 men playing together; it was wonderful. And I kept thinking that someone else would do it in Philadelphia because it was necessary. When I started going to masturbation clubs, and when I opened the club here, there was no effective treatment for AIDS at all. And offering a place for men to meet and enjoy their sexuality together and completely safely was actually vital. So I kept thinking that someone else would do it, and finally the day came when I said, "Okay, I think I have to do it."
We tried to find something with access [for people with disabilities], something we had to give up over time, unfortunately, because we couldn't find anything. And then I found this place, and it was amazing — an extraordinary, perfect place. And I just said, "Okay, well, it's a shame. I feel bad about having to give up access for the disabled, but this is what we will do." So we moved, and that was almost 24 years ago [around 1993].Steve Thomas: The club started in 1980, and I started going to the parties in the mid-eighties. It was before AIDS, really; before the health crisis had really exploded, so that wasn't the real reason I started going. At first, I went because I found masturbation more satisfying than many other activities. My experience having sex wasn't great; it didn't drive me crazy. I spent a lot of time doing almost everything and being quite promiscuous and catching all kinds of STIs along the way. So I found Jacks — a friend took me one day — and it was really perfect for me. Not only that, but also because it kept me healthy, it kept me negative all these years, maybe because almost all my sexual activity was safe. But also I met my best friends there, I got my day job through a Jacks friend, and I found my partner at Jacks, so it has been extremely important to me. What happened is that they were all very consistent during the '80s and '90s until the 2000s. But then New York changed a lot. It just transformed. They closed almost all the public sex clubs, and they closed all the saunas. Most places for public sex — which were everywhere in the '70s and '80s — just closed. Giuliani came, and New York's Times Square went from being the red-light district to Disney World. Now Times Square and almost all of New York transformed. It's a bright, safe, child-friendly city; almost all the public sex clubs became underground and private. And the properties changed a lot. It became very expensive. Everything became very expensive. So over time we lost our space. We went through many, many different spaces, and they kept closing, not because of our club but because the people managing the places were closed down by the health department or for any other reason. So we were kicked out quite a bit until six or seven years ago when we were given the opportunity to run the Tuesday nights at Paddles club, a sadomasochistic club that has been open for about 20 years. Those who managed the club have disappeared, or moved, or died, or just got very old and didn't want to run it anymore. One of my best friends was one of the founders [of New York Jacks], and he was the contact who got the place, but he didn't want to run the club. So we looked for someone to manage it, and we opened the space at Paddles. A couple of friends and I helped, they said, "Well, what are you going to do next week?" and we didn't know. But I said, "I'll be there, I'll take care of it," and that was the beginning, and eventually I ended up controlling the place and running the club. It wasn't my intention, but there was no one else to do it, and I thought it was important. I think it's like a public service for those interested in public sex. So I did it, and it's very healthy now. We're doing very well. I updated the page and made sure someone took care of it for me and made sure everything ran smoothly because, of course, that's where people look for sex — online. So anyone interested in masturbation finds us one way or another. So we have a good number of members and many visitors; many tourists. Guys come from all over the world. It's very nice — from South America and Europe and even a couple of guys from Russia, the Middle East, and Africa. Now it's very interesting, that's how it goes. So it has evolved.
Sean: My husband and I are celebrating 21 years together this year, and this is the most open our relationship has been, because we don't seek out others on our own or anything like that, like other couples. But when we expressed our interest in masturbating with friends, we both started talking about it. It was something we found exciting because we are both very enthusiastic about masturbation.There is something really erotic about watching a man pleasuring himself. Whether I participate or not doesn't matter. I can sit on the other side of the room and watch a man jerking off, and that makes me finish. And my husband is the same. Not to mention that he does wonderful things with his hands. We've been told that over and over again. So, beyond the selfishness of trying this and trying that, we thought, "What's the best way to ask our friends?" We actually started talking to some friends out of curiosity. You know, like, "Hey! Have you ever thought about getting together with us, watching porn, and then jerking off?" You know, that's what we do anyway, so why not do it with some friends? Like, have an unusual movie night. And a couple of friends showed interest. So it really just started with a couple of us undressing, watching porn, and maybe fooling around with a couple of friends. And then we decided to maybe make this a public group. So I got on the internet, and the first group I found, surprisingly, was the Melbourne group from Australia. I wrote to them, told them what we wanted to do, and they gave me some advice. And from there it started with strangers, and then it became a group and organized better, and 15 years later, we still do it. Technically you can remain a member and never come to a party; it doesn't cost you a cent. If you come to the parties, we charge a nominal fee for our events. Now it's $15, and that money covers the place's bills, the email service, the internet
You already know that masturbation clubs exist, and now we are going to explain how they work.
