Know what’s a terrible way to leave an all-night sex party? Dead.
If you’ve never been to one of these events, picture this: a hotel suite or private residence at an address provided only by invitation, where men are instructed to disrobe before entering, and amenities like towels, lubrication, and condoms are offered complimentary (though sometimes an admission fee is charged). And no, you may not bring your iPhone (and its camera) inside. (UPDATE: Or not. This is a sex party unlike we’ve ever been to.)
Such was the setting late Saturday night (okay, it was early Sunday morning) when members of a group called “”Men’s Parties” (or “Men’s Party”) gathered in a building near Logan Circle in Washington D.C. Things went awry for at least one unnamed individual, who the party’s organizer, “David,” believes accidentally fell on a cement floor and hit his head on “a metal pipe or a brick wall.” After conducting an autopsy, police also agree the man’s death was accidental.
Interestingly, this is not the first mishap at the three-story venue. The address, 1618 14th St., N.W., which is also used by a group called “Jack Off Enthusiasts of Washington and Baltimore,” is also the scene of a 2005 post-Pride fire, caused when a candle ignited a … mattress.
Since the address is zoned as residential, the building wasn’t subjected to fire inspections. However, in a story about the man’s death on Sunday, party organizer David keeps refers to his “employees.”
(For what it’s worth, David says the cops on the scene were “respectful.” Hallelujah?)
That picture is of the training gym next door, not the sex club.
1. Address not “provided only by invitation” to this place. It advertises in gay papers, people go, it’s an old-fashioned seedy sex club.
2. Men are not “instructed to disrobe before entering.” Most are fully clothed, a few brave souls bare more and walk around in a towel.
3. “No you may not bring your iPhone.” Wrong again, guys.
4. Wrong pic. Correct one here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/mvjantzen/2672694505/
Does anyone else wonder if there is something just plain disgusting about party promoters who exploit their customers and fail to provide them with a safe, well managed place to be a… customer? I mean, fuck, don’t we have a right to not die at a sex party?
Leona, the pic on the link you provided us with, is the same one that Queerty posted?
Yeah ’cause they fixed it w/the pic from the link I provided.
More News: This story was broken by a blog in DC called Borderstan.com, and in their comment threads on now two stories on this, you’ll catch some pretty creepy discussion around accusations the employees waited upwards of 15 minutes before calling 911. Someone posted a comment claiming to have been in the club when this happened. It sounds pretty bad, if the reports are true.
It’s almost as if it isn’t safe to walk into a pitch-black basement, lol.
This is why I always wear a football helmet when I go sex-clubbing.
“Does anyone else wonder if there is something just plain disgusting about party promoters who exploit their customers and fail to provide them with a safe, well managed place to be a… customer? I mean, fuck, don’t we have a right to not die at a sex party?”
That’s a fucking brilliant argument. It’s comparable to pointing to high suicide or drinking rates among gays & lesbians & saying it’s from their “lifestyle’ as opposed to repression.
Did it ever occur to you that these clubs would LOVE to operate above ground and be inspected and wired properly but that local governments force them to go underground, to these seedy locations?
We have legit, above ground sex clubs here. i think people want the invite-only, dark seedy energy of these other places.
^^^ You’re wrong.
I should clarify: such a club may offer something (hours? liquor?) a bathhouse or some other place doesn’t. But most out-gay men want a clean place where they can have horizontal sex w/out clothes and wash up afterwards (is anything grosser than having to wipe off cum w/a paper towel & put your clothes right back on? Ewwww).
Nonsense. We have lovely places here, with clean linen and nice showers, and private or public beds- as well as the skanky glory hole mazes and public slings. You can BYOB at one of them– you just have to check it at the desk, and consume it in the ‘non play’ area. And at one of them (which I don’t go to) people are even doing drugs right there. What these private parties offer is another kind of seediness which some people crave, as well as the more exclusionary parties (where, for example, only guys who look appealing are invited).
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