For many gay men living in New York, the annual Black Party is a sacred rite of passage, like one's first "Invasion of The Pines" on Fire Island, first beer blast at the Eagle, and first burger at Julius.
Produced by The Saint at Large, the party serves as a journey into the deepest caverns of abandon. A sex-positive space that knows no limits, this is definitely not a party for the faint of heart. The party is a portal into the sub-culture of BDSM, where kink and fetishes are explored with consenting participants and thousands of men get to act out any sexual whim they’ve been secretly craving all year long.
The party has survived the AIDS epidemic
of the late ’80s and ’90s, several venue changes, and is now experiencing a
renaissance of sorts. It is arguably the only queer party that checks phones and
judgment at the door and welcomes total revelry on the dance floor. Offering both XXX live acts and plenty of compromising situations, the party is a social
commentary on gay men’s right to exercise their sexual liberation, and a counterpoint
to a gay culture that increasingly resembles the straight variety.
Needless to say, The Standard wanted to find out what the fuss was all about, so we sat down with a range of pre-party dwellers in the Penthouse of The Standard, East Village to get the inside scoop on the forthcoming adventure.