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The actual “gayborhoods” are too expensive for most. So, if anything, these sex parties and tendency towards public sex are just efficient. Romanticize if you must, but lets not disregard the ways that capitalism literally fucks with our sex lives. Then again, so does reliance on public transit. I’m not sure if I totally understand my aversion to these parties. I’ve been to bath houses, not a lot, but I’ve been. I’ve had adjacent fantasies (like, you know, a pool party fuckfest, which, in my mind, is somehow distinct). I like a little bit of exhibitionism sometimes (though I’m sure the fact I don’t love my body at the moment is playing a part here). I like sex without strings. I like spontaneity …but then again is having sex at a party specifically featuring the prospect of sex really spontaneous? Its decidedly not the kind of sex I’d prefer to have, and it sort of lessens the chance of the sex I’d prefer to have to occur. No one goes to a sex party to take someone home, you know? That’s the opposite of the point.Īnyway, I’ve wound up at a few of these parties and places where this was going on in back rooms before. There was the time a friend took me to The Cock in the first week (I hated it). A few stops by the Eagle where someone is usually fondling someone else on the pool table. I don’t hate it enough to totally avoid the space completely, especially if it isn’t the main event. So last night, upon the realization that it was scheduled to snow all today (it did) and the surprise that my roommate had two friends staying with him, I realized I needed to get out of the house while I could.