I'm sure there are plenty of dudes on here from the New York area who have always wondered what the Jacks experience is like. For those who don't know, NY Jacks is basically a big group jerk off club. One day last winter I decided to take the plunge and figured I should share....

I put on a brand new pair of underwear I wanted to be seen in and made my way to Midtown. I think I fall firmly into the bicurious camp and had never done anything like this, but had jerked off thinking about what it would be like to go plenty of times. The reviews of what Jacks is like were all over the place. Some  people said it was a blast. Others said it was getting an older and older crowd. A dry run I had made walking past their Tuesday night location on 26th Street confirmed this. Everyone waiting outside for the doors to open looked to be in their 60s.

This time I was determined to go. My heart was still pounding out of my chest nervous as hell; a million things were running through my head. What if I'm the only younger guy? Will I be as good looking as everyone else? Worst of all, am I going to see someone there that I know?

I probably paced around the block about four times debating if I should do it. The Sunday location is in a building that sticks out like a sore thumb on 38th Street and probably should be knocked down. The door was open and the jerking happens in a space on the third floor. Still nervous as hell about the kinds of guys who would go, I was still pacing around the block and at the end of the street, amidst all the usual Midtown Manhattan crowds, I saw one tall, slim, brown haired guy who must have been around 28. I said to myself if I see him go in that door, I'm following. Sure enough, he turned in. I went a few steps behind him.

Still not believing I was in the building and going, my full balls took over and led me upstairs. The door was open a slight crack and I could see two naked dudes inside. I opened the door and went in. The good looking kid from the street was in line before me. We had to pay and show our ID. When it was my turn, the long haired, quiet but good looking guy behind the counter asked how I had heard of them. I was so nervous, my high pitched responses to him asking if I had been there before and where I found them probably sounded like I was going through puberty. He took my money and gave me a hanger and a wristband, instructing me to put my clothes on there.

I moved to the side, next to where the brown haired guy who inspired me to go upstairs was starting to get naked. He was taking off his boxers and I pretty clearly side-eyed him, admiring the nice thick cock and low hangers that bounced out. I didn't hear him say if this was his first time or not, but it must have been. He was maybe just starting to chub. Meanwhile I had been hard as a rock just thinking about this the whole trip here.

I started undressing by taking off my jeans letting my shorts show. I took my time putting everything on the hangar after taking off my shirt, standing there in my  jocks. I caught a couple guys checking me out and grinning to each other. After finally taking off that last piece of skimpy clothing, I took the hengar back to the guy at the counter. He looked me up and down twice, my cock standing and said, "Have fun!" with a huge smile on his face.

The space is essentially four connected rooms. The first had the front counter and clothing check. The second had food and water. I found this a bit funny seeing guys just picking at finger food while buck ass naked, but I'd actually come back here for water a few times. The third room had a few couches that guys were sitting on. Some were jerking off, some were making out, some were doing both. Above there were two TV monitors showing different jerk off porn. Every couch had an end table with albolene on it, which the entire room smelled like.

I was slowly stroking my dick when another good looking brown haired guy and I locked eyes. He wasn't jacked but had the kind of body i get attracted to. He had a nice dick, probably about 7½ inches with trimmed pubes. He moved towards me and grabbed my nipple. I read this was the universal sign for, "Hey, let's jack each other off!" Still so horned up, I awkwardly rebuffed him, as much as I didn't want to. If he put his hand on my dick I would have shot my wad immediately.

I moved along to the fourth room in the back. It was dimly lit with guys standing around in a kind of group jerking each other off. There were others standing off to the side watching. The cutie who tweaked my nipple was on the other side of the room stroking faster than before. I discreetly watched him and admired his nutsack swinging back and forth.

After some time jerking myself, I went back to the previous room and sat down on the couch. There were some older guys down at the other end watching me and smiling, which made me feel extremely sexy. I sat there stroking, watching some of the porn that was playing when it seemed like an army of good looking dudes all came in one after another. All had pecs and butts you just wanted to squeeze. On top of that, they were all swinging some huge hammers. I looked down at my dick. I like the shape of it, but my 6 inches felt extremely inadequate with the big cocks waltzing across the room and into the dimly lit back area.

I got up and went off that way, standing off to the side admiring the action. At some point more guys walked in. Someone older rubbed my chest but I awkwardly rebuffed again. I got myself closer to the first guy who made a move on me, but I was far too awkward to touch him. I was dying to grab his dick, but the best I did was rub shoulders.

I had resigned myself to the idea that I was way too nervous to touch anyone else there when a guy I hadn't seen around the room yet caught my eye. He looked like he must have been about 29 and had the perfect frat boy look. A nice body – not huge but well defined, perfect amount of facial and chest hair and a stereotypical bro look. And, of course, his dick was a nice and thick 9 inches or so. Probably the best looking dude in there. No way average 'ole me would get any physical contact with him. Well....

As he walked by he must have noticed how full my balls looked, because he shoved his hand between my legs and ran it from my taint and through my balls. So much for a little nipple twist! "Holy crap that was hot!," I thought.

He had kept walking probably not expecting me to stop jerking myself. But I stopped completely and let my dick stick out waiting for him. He saw this invitation out of the corner of his eye and came back, taking hold of my shaft.

He started rubbing it, and I reached out to grab his. After a few seconds he whispered, "Wait a sec", and walked over to get a handful of albolene. He came back and gave me half of it, and we started going to town on each other. I rubbed as much as I could with both hands – shaft, balls, chest, tried to grab a little booty. Unbelievable that someone this good looking wants to fool around with me, especially given the room was full of about 20 or more other sexy guys.

It probably didn't take long before my legs started to quiver and this Adonis made me finally shoot my load. Not going to lie, I was awkward AF about this. I moaned a little bit and then the jizz just flew out. Fortunately most of it he just caught in his hand unintentionally.

He whispered to me, "Did you just cum?" And with the biggest smile on my face I exhaled and said, "Yes! Thanks dude!" He smiled back at me and we both grabbed tissues. I watched his cute ass walk into the rest of the crowd while I cleaned myself up and headed back to leave.

I handed my wristband to the guy at the front to get my clothes back. He looked me up and down again and smiled at me.

"Have fun?"

"Tons," I said, very satisfied. He handed me my hanger and I went through the same routine as before but in reverse, spending some extra time to bask in the eyes taking in the sight of me in nothing but my brand new jocks. I put the rest of my clothes on, smiled at the guy in the front again and went on my way feeling the most relaxed I think I ever have after busting a nut.

So for those of you bros debating visiting NY Jacks...do it. And let me know when you're going!