The very first meet-up was in a suite at the Silver Cloud Hotel on Capitol Hill, and only five men showed up. We were all going to Rain City Jacks, a men's jack-off club that has been gathering in various spaces throughout Seattle since 2005. Right before we got to a shop selling Seahawks and Sounders jerseys, all three of them ducked into a nondescript brick building with Gallery Erato written on the window. The other pedestrians on the sidewalk included a cute bearded guy in slacks and leather shoes, a bald guy in a green T-shirt, and a hipster in all black. On a Tuesday evening earlier this month, I was walking down First Avenue South in Pioneer Square, in the direction of the stadiums.