To Fap Or Not To Fap?

Question... Is the Voyeur Masturbation Lounge a lounge for voyeurs to masturbation or is it a lounge masturbators can be voyeured? Or perhaps it isn't deep enough for there to be a distinction?

It's just that it makes me think of an episode of South Park from around 27 years ago where the members of Korn, while making a guest appearance, mused over whether the ghost pirates that were haunting them were real life pirates who died and returned as ghosts of their original selfs, or whether they were regular people who died and, upon returning as ghosts, decided then was a good time to restyle themselves as pirates in their new found afterlife.

I know, I know... I make weird connections between things in my head if that is what is on my mind when perched in a room full of naked folk, rubbing themselves off. And its not like I've become so accustomed to finding myself in these sorts of places over the last decade plus of doing this that I have become utterly desensitised to sexual energy that reverberates through the air at such events.

Far from it in fact... I cannot deny that I was extremely tempted to move from my voyeur perch on the periphery of the events to the very heart of it to join in. Having not had the pleasure of getting myself off for well over a week, there were was certainly plenty of sexual frustration built up in me that was bursting to explode out.

Furthermore, it feels like forever since I last indulged at a masturbation party. Far too long , I would say. Something I was feeling quite keen to put right. But there was one thing that put me off. And, as it turned out, this was a a deal breaker - I found a few of the other guests to be a little creepy or pushy and I just don't like putting myself in that sort of vulnerable position - and what is more vulnerable than stripping off in a room full of strangers to touch yourself in a very intimate manner - when I don't feel completely comfortable with the others around me.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying there was anything sinister or menacing about any of the others guests. There were just a few attempted pick up lines that gave me the sorts of vibes that our values or sexual wants didn't quite align. For example, it was clear that a few of the guys there were just looking for someone who was down to fuck, which is 100% not the reason I would visit a masturbation party.

Experience has taught me that in those sort of situations, it is just better for all involved if I just stick to what I love the most... lurking around the fringes so I can enjoy the sexy show without any stress or anxiety. An approach that proved to be a good call given what some of those that I was a little nervous of ended up getting up to when they managed to find some willing partners.

Anyway, hopefully, I will find myself feeling more at ease in a similar sort of place some time soon though. I could do with a warm up or two before Masturbation Month arrives in the not too distant future...