Wholesome Gangbangs: That One Time, At Aella’s Birthday Party…

In December 2023, Aella made a post to X (Twitter) sharing a Google application where anyone could sign up to take part in the gangbang. The event inspired reactions and memes over the following days.

Know Your Meme

This post will be even rougher in editing than usual because I wrote so much in my notes.

First things first:

I participated in Aella’s Gangbang, which was awesome¹! And we’re allowed to talk about what happened, but just not who was there (except Aella), so here’s a post about it!

This post includes:

• A bunch of links to others’ posts/podcasts on the topic (first- and second-hand), the most comprehensive I’ve seen to date
• Retelling my Gangbang experience from my limited perspective
• Some of my random thoughts after the fact
• A short Q&A (feel free to ask further questions in the comments below)

The Gangbang

We filed in after having our stuff checked. At first, the greeting and meeting the people was awkward and intimidating, and I didn’t hit it off with a few of the guys that I started talking to. But it could’ve been they were as nervous as me and psyching themselves out, not being as interested in talking. Whereas for me, my nerves galvanized² my desire to socialize and get myself “into (a positive) state” (I was thinking “come on, loosen up, we’re all nervous here and we know what’s going to happen, let’s help each other relax while we wait”).

Then then once inside, there was organizing, then wrist bands, then once everyone was in, a start circle where we reviewed rules and had all fluffers and organizers and cult-like-robed gangbangers together to review the rules.

I wish I’d done better at folding it to avoid wrinkles

Once the sex started and a virgin lost his virginity via pornstar—props to him—there was a feeling of anticipation, a high twinnn~ sort of tension to the atmosphere for those of us who couldn’t see into the room.

We lined up and because I wasn’t the most eager³ or in the right area, I ended up being one of the last in line into the room, which allowed more conversation and eager energy.

And once I could catch glimpses down the hall into the room where some “fluffers” were performing oral or having guys use condoms and lube to f*ck them, it started getting the viagra working. At that point, it still felt surreal while watching, like I was just viewing and not a full participant. That feeling lasted until someone called for “someone who’s hard” to help one of the fluffers to get another cock into her⁴.

It wasn’t until I had my d*ck in that first fluffer that the situation became real to me—because while I could logically believe my eyes⁵, there was a part of me that didn’t accept or realize it until I was actually in the thick of it, like “I’m not just watching this, I’m *doing* this!”

Then (before I was anywhere close to coming), they called for another hard cock for Aella, so I pulled out, came up, and switched condoms to do my duty to the pinned, helpless, squealing gangbangee. Aella bit a little while I was having sex with her, which was an interesting sensation to observe during sex⁶, and I didn’t mind until she bit hard enough to get close to a nerve. In the end I was number 22 of Aella’s gangbang d*cks (which surprised me in the moment).

The organizers basically held Aella down while guys came in and had their turn for a few minutes to see if they could cum in her. Some did, many didn’t. At the time I wrote these notes, I didn’t know the exact statistics but I knew they tracked them! Many girls there didn’t actually do sex but most did some sexy stuff, while some just assisted the event.

After that, I transitioned to the main area and relaxed for a while, chatting with some of the guys. It was much more relaxed after having gotten immersed in the sex. And I’m glad that it didn’t end there, as there were further mini-orgies after where several of the fluffers wanted more d*cks.

By the end, I f*cked 3 girls, first a fluffer, then Aella, then another cute fluffer, with some other fun besides. No kissing for the event to make testing easier (I tested negative for everything, was a little worried after learning 50% or so of guys have HSV). I didn’t come at all during the event, as it goes (if we did come, it was supposed to be in the bday girl).

I got to show off and use my masseuse skills, and now I know that erotic massage at an event could be a doable thing—some people just do massages the whole time at an event.

I got to spank a girl and get practice at it⁷, got some teaching at how to do it right⁸ by one of the older guys. That was cool. (This kind of information isn’t the type you can get from mainstream media.) I can tell there are good mentors like RedQuest in this space that I can learn from.

Someone asked Aella if there’d be a Substack post on the event in retrospect, and you already know that the answer was yes.

Not quite as degenerate as this, but twice as fun somehow

Random thoughts about it:

There were 2 sex rooms—one main one and 1 cuddle room. They had St Andrew’s cross and a spanking/sex sawhorse contraption of some kind. There was also a huge multi-tiered bed in the cuddle room, which was useful. I also saw a cage and a suspension hook that went unused (this house was converted for sex party/sex dungeon quite effectively, with kitchens, bathrooms, and coatrooms set up as well. I wonder what was upstairs though…?). Overall, the space impressed and inspired me. Logistics note: there was lots of snacks and food. Good to remember for when I do my own.

I arrived around 7 pm, didn’t leave until after 12:20. Typing my notes in the Lyft to my lodging after the event, I was overheated, dehydrated, and overstimulated. I was super excited during the event and met a lot of people—I was apparently among the younger ones there. I had to remind myself to relax and chill more earlier on as I was geeking out on the inside, and after the first round of sex relaxing was easier.

There was much less competition and pressure at the event. I write this in more detail later in the post, but I think the fact that we would all (probably) have sex with one girl, possible more, relieved a lot of the competition and cutthroatedness, though I still saw a few whisps of guys coming in and sweet talking and catching girls’ attention. That’s a skill I want to better learn—being relaxed, social, and the enviable “cool party guy” at parties.

I networked with several of the guys there, some came from all over the country and a couple from other countries. I also talked to one of the organizers about how my main partner has been curious about MFMs. By the end it seemed a couple male organizers recognized me by look, and for at least one of them it seemed a positive recognition (and a bit of “congrats” or “good job” to me around the end before I left, plus reminding me that he was open to meet me if I could arrange an MFM⁹).

I also met someone who worked in the same lab as David Buss, the guy who wrote “Evolution of desire”. I’m only a 2nd degree connection away from such an author now (cool!)

One of the guys I chatted with mentioned in conversation that the guys who hang around waiting on the outskirts of a group in a bar are creepy, and that it’s easy to not be creepy by coming in and introducing yourself. He was preaching to the choir, but I’ll pass on the advice to the readers of this blog post: be the relaxed fun social guy when you’re out and about. You can analyze your socializing skills (e.g. eye contact, thinking on your feet, advanced skills) later at home.

There’s a buzzing I feel having done it. It’s like some high—and RQ’s term “peak experiences” comes easily to describe it. It was actually a little nerve-wracking, like subconsciously I expected the experience to get ripped away at some moment. There was a part of me that says “you don’t deserve nice things [like this]”. One thing that I totally didn’t expect was the camaraderie I felt towards the others at the event for many weeks after it happened.

It’s kind of incredible, huh? I know several times while I was traveling—when I got on the plane, the hours leading up before I left to head to the party, the time I was staring out the window of my Lyft on the drive there, the moments when I was stepping up to the security check line, and the moments in line when I couldn’t yet see down the hall into the sex dungeon room when I was seeing guys in robes with their half-hard d*cks walking out from the room, waiting to catch a glimpse of the sex wonders within—I was feeling the thoughts of “Is this real? Is this actually going to happen, without something coming up to interrupt? Am I actually here? Is this actually happening? I can’t believe it!”

All of the fluffers were attractive and most were within my type preferences¹⁰. The fluffers helped a lot in getting/staying hard enough to f*ck. But most of them were in the sex room and were doing their job of getting d*cks hard for the birthday girl. I wish I’d gotten the chance to join more of the fluffers, because I am a hedonist at heart, but I am at the same time grateful for the experiences I got and eager to lead events that let others have the same.

As yet another math-inclined person in this space, I ran the numbers. An old concept from certain spaces is that “Men pay for sex, sometimes it’s more explicit than other times.” All told, it cost me about ~$840 to travel from my home to go to this event, including lodging, food, and transport (and a donation to the event and a $200 cost to have a recent full-panel test). I’d consider it abundantly worth it.

I’m younger than when RQ was introduced into the space (he tells a bit about it in his free book on sex clubs. I got lucky—again, I was one of the youngest there—and I saw the opportunity, and “shot my shot”, and it turned out to be a lucky number of me and 40-odd other guys out of 1500+ applicants.

It’s funny how Aella started learning about dating advice for men and the vast topic of getting men good at sex from a partner of hers who shared RP/seduction content with her, and now at least one member of her gangbang learned from guys who are adjacent to that space¹¹. I find it funny how the network works in circles.

I’m still a far distance from being in a place where this is replicable in my life! I had a (mostly, with exception for events like this) monogamous girlfriend (who I’ve since broke up with), and I’m in a location where there’s not a lot of “scene” to be bespoke of… for now. I’m not in a good financial spot, and I’m still working to find a decent-enough job.

But I’m making it, bit by bit, thanks to the examples I have from RQ and other guys (there’s some dudes I met in Austin recently for instance—one’s in the kink party scene and another’s a dating/lifestyle photographer, both I met via the KillYourInnerLoser forums, the latter I purchased a photoshoot from and wrote a review blog post about).

I’ve been to a CNC gangbang, and shamelessly want to set up my own in the future

Q&A:

>>>How it was all organized, and how long did each guy have pounding away before you had to switch?

The organizers estimated 3 minutes for each guy, and they had the fluffers in the room with Aella to get the guys ready before they were passed over to her with their hard d*cks.

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>>>Did Aella change positions?

Most of Aella’s sex was in missionary I heard, but apparently the organizers did change her position at least once.

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>>>What did you feel like Aella’s experience was like? Was she kind of out of it or just in a sexual trance? Connecting with people?

She seemed to be overwhelmed for sure. This was during the second session after her first break. But it seemed like a good overwhelmed in the moment, and she was a little fiesty too—a little bitey. The guys holding her down said that they’d stop her from biting if I wanted, but I went with the flow until the moment where the biting became less fun and more painful. No connecting/talking, lots of hawt moaning.

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>>>After party?

Gangbangers and fluffers continued to network and screw after Aella’s gangbang officially finished, and also clean up and disperse.

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>>>Anyone doing drugs or drinking heavily?

None that I noticed. We were instructed not to come inebriated or on drugs, and the only substances I was aware of was stuff for erections (myself included in that, thanks to a generous gift from another gangbanger).

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>>>What was your reaction to the whole thing, like were you turned on, was it just like a wild thing to be part of? 

I was turned on. I was nervous at first, and it was definitely wild when I first got a peek inside the sex room. I worried about getting hard, having heard a couple guys mention they couldn’t get it up, but I’d taken a quarter of a viagra tablet and once I got close enough to see some of the lewd acts and sexy girls getting railed, it wasn’t nearly so hard to become hard. Then I got oral service from an adorable sub, and sooner than I expected, I was called to one of the other fluffers and then to Aella, and no worries about not being turned on arose.

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>>>Was sex with Aella pleasurable or just anxiety inducing?

A little bit of the second, mostly the first. I’ve had enough experience to know that trying to get myself to come is a good way to not let myself come (the same is true for erections), so while it was a little anxious at first, I let myself enjoy it until I tired myself out.

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>>>Why did the organizers have to hold Aella down?

She wanted CNC, meaning she wanted to be overwhelmed while she can struggle and fight against it. She was squirming and biting and stuff, so the idea was the organizers would keep her still to make sure no one unused to her proclivities got hurt, I think. They also helped to make sure us gangbangers didn’t put too much weight on her or put her in an uncomfortable position. For that and other reasons, Aella also had some breaks in the middle of the f*ckfest.

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>>>Was Aella blindfolded?

No, not blindfolded, just physically restrained.

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>>>Did you have any “disgust” response to Aella having had sex with so many men right before you? 

Nope 🙂  It was like “Okay, it’s my turn.” *rollercoaster tipping over the peak feeling ensues* Before I’d have a hard time saying this (for fear of asserting something untested), but post-gangbang I can say I’m a true-blood hedonist. I also want to make some of my own p*rn, like RQ, just to try it out. Public sex is also on my list. And organizing my own orgies. Man, wholesome orgies are the scene that keeps on giving.

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>>>Why was it so wholesome?

The reason in my view is that those who were last to enter the “sex room” could be patient knowing they’d have a turn. If you’re going to get some sex no matter what, it’s easier to support other guys, especially after you’ve already had a chance to have sex. You can easily relax and help the newer guys, such as how the virgin canonically got help from surrounding guys for how to have doggy sex and get the angles right when he had sex with a fluffer. Neediness, while still somewhat present, takes a backburner to politeness and camaraderie.

My observation and inference is, after having been to this gangbang and contrasting against a couple sex clubs where there was a lot more competition between men, cnc orgies and gangbangs are much more chill and fun for the guys because no one is worried about if they’re going to “get their own”. Everybody there is preselected, they’re all “in.”

The norm flips from “expecting a no” to “expecting a yes” and “a no doesn’t matter because the next girl will likely be yes” becomes an easy mindset to adopt. For the guys, it’s artificial “abundance” compared to the norm. And for the girls involved, it becomes easier to say “yes” because there’s no status loss to letting herself having sex with a guy, it’s a gangbang for christs sake—no one’s going to judge. Everybody there is sex-positive and probably orgy-postive. It becomes more abnormal to encounter a no—which can set up a guy for greater disappointment if he lets it go to his head, but mostly lubes the sexual heights of the night as a scene with one guy can easily add on four more.

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>>>It’s hard for me to understand why a woman would want to be fucked by 40 guys! I understand the fantasy, but not why someone would want to do it in reality. 4 hours is a looooong time!

Aella addressed this in her post too, but it seems like 40 guys was less of an issue than pube friction. The actual sex, which we used a bunch of lubricant for, was actually quite fine—though less friction than a guy might hope for because of the abundant lube plus condom combo. I wish I’d gotten myself closer before hopping onto Aella’s bed, because I think that might have helped me get closer to the objective for the night.

Other’s Links

I relished reading and listening to other people’s experiences at the gangbang. It helped me remember facets of the experience my meager mind observed but didn’t capture in the moment¹². If you want to explore more of what went on in the famed night of debauchery, check out the links I’ve collected.

Aella’s main post on the Birthday Gangbang

A Substack post from a gangbanger:
https://casualsex.substack.com/p/aellas-birthday-gangbang

A post on FL from a gangbanger: https://fetlife.com/users/10687933/posts/10600751

The virgin, who can be found via discord and/or Twitter: https://twitter.com/Glawk_40

Someone on Reddit shared proof of going:
https://www.reddit.com/user/1tastefulsideboob/comments/1bhc5nh/one_of_the_few_the_proud/

Various Posts and Podcasts:

https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/events/aellas-birthday-gangbang

https://knowyourmeme.com/news/aella-releases-statistics-and-blog-post-about-birthday-gangbang-sparking-round-of-jokes-and-concern

https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/came-in-a-fluffer

https://open.substack.com/pub/goodhang/p/whats-it-like-being-at-a-gangbang?r=223aen&utm_medium=ios

https://open.substack.com/pub/philosophybear/p/aella-in-defence-of-a-birthday-girl?r=223aen&utm_medium=ios

https://www.thebayesianconspiracy.com/2024/04/209-the-worlds-most-wholesome-gangbang-with-lucy-belmont-fluffer-b/

A Blocked and Reported podcast episode, which I’m too lazy to link to (it’s half-paywalled though)

New Kink Unlocked: Struggling And Overwhelmed Consensual Partners¹³ 

. . . and that, grandkids, is how I f*cked a p*rnstar at an epic birthday gangbang.

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1. As you might have read, based on how the gangbangers rated the event afterward ↩︎
2. or you could say “lubricated” 😉 ↩︎
3. As the Bayesian Conspiracy podcast notes, it was kind of like being a livestock and on show, and if your d*ck didn’t work, you weren’t able to perform. A lot of pressure, which had me worried a bit. Going close to the end helped me in this case ↩︎
4. Funny: she said she’s usually not ready for the fun to end by the conclusion of many sex parties, but this night she went home satisfied ↩︎
5. what with everything I’d read and prepared and planned and seen of the event until that point ↩︎
6. I’ve almost always asked partners not to bite. Maybe I should be more open to it, but just discourage them if they try too hard at being a shark ↩︎
7. I need more spanking practice though. Odds are high I’ll find a cute girl who’s willing to be my practice partner in the next few months. ↩︎
8. (warm up a girl with many small whacks, find where the sensitive spots are and get the hang of it in person) ↩︎
9. (This ended up not happening, which is about what I would have expected, because I live in the middle of buttf**k nowhere, and the GF and I broke up about a month after anyway.) ↩︎
10. The one I found least “pure hot” was still quite cute and sexy in a well-proportioned way ↩︎
11. In fact, I wouldn’t have heard of her if I hadn’t come across RedQuest. I would still have a strong negative mindset towards escorts and SWs. And I wouldn’t be as aware of cool modern sex and kink research. ↩︎
12. And helps me plan for how to imitate the wholesome, sex-positive, fun vibe in the future at my own parties. *rubs hands and chuckles deviously* ↩︎
13. Yep, I’m into it, at least as far as gangbangs are concerned. Happy to support an MFM or orgy as a good-vibe participant if you need one ↩︎