Hunk-O-Mania Male Strip Club

1300 Boardwalk, Atlantic City, NJ 08401, USA

Address:	1300 Boardwalk, Atlantic City, NJ 08401, USA
Phone:	+1 609-345-6555
Site:	hunkomanianyc.com
Rating:	4.4

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Jessica Desire

My friend and I went to Hunk-O-Mania on 1/8/16 at the Dusk Nightclub in Cesars in Atlantic City. We bought tickets and two photo opps with the guys after the show. We decided to go to this club b/c their ticket prices were the cheapest in the area and there was no 2-drink min requirement. The guys were mostly attractive but they advertised that you had to tip more to see more i.e. clothes off or sexy tricks. Okay....I get it; however, we did tip more, eh got a little more attention, but pants and sometimes shirts were still on! This is why both men & women go to women strip clubs. Anyway, more than half of the guys were not hiding the fact it was all about the money. They purposefully scouted the room for any ladies holding money, wide-eyed newbies (my friend lol), or wasted women. Its your job to make the ladies enjoy themselves. Act like it at least smh. This one guy gave me a massage that I didnt really ask for and it ended up really hurting even after I tried to instruct him to be softer. I paid him anyway so he would go away b/c he wouldnt take no for an answer. $20 is worth more than a 5 minute massage even if it is bad! I paid the host $20 for a lapdance which lasted two mins b/c he liked my friend. Literally, the song changed and he went to her. She only gave him $2 and he stayed with her for at least 20 mins. He left to handle something backstage and came right back to her. Im not upset b/c thats my friend and money was spent between us. Just a warning though, some of them are shallow.... The show is supposed to be 9-11 but ended at 10:15 pm. Its advertised that there is an after-party, but the staff including the strippers were cleaning up the place and left. We waited with two other girls for SOMETHING to happen as we used up our after show drink vouchers. No one came out. We left after 11 and couldnt find the manager that signed us in to ask for our photos. Side-note: During the show, no one was taking official pictures with the guys or else we would of gotten ours too. I called a couple times the next two days and finally reached someone through "customer service." Honestly, it sounded like I reached someones cell phone; I swear one guy runs all the male strip clubs in the tri-state area and rotates the strippers. Anyway, he was very rude, condescending, and defensive while I kept a cool and calm tone as I tried to explain what happened. He didnt believe me and he told me to email him the situation b/c he was out of the office. Right.... Hell make it up to me where I can come down and get my pictures. I live over an hour away. Its not worth nor necessary to go back for a picture. Yes, it says all sales final but I did not receive my service. Its the principle of the matter. You shouldnt be paid for a job you did not do. They make you sign a form before you walk in saying you received everything you purchased. Thats a scam! When it comes to these male strip clubs: NY is decent, AC is trash, havent tried Philly, but Vegas (not talking about Thunder Down under) is the best. Stay away from the popular chains. Good luck!

Tonya Galaxy

Its pretty clear most of these are fake reviews. Anyways. My friend and I did a trip to AC and I wanted to surprise her with VIP seats and her own lap dance on stage. I paid a lot of money for those two things extra. I even booked a limo to take us from our hotel to the club to make it even more special. When we got there, the place was empty except for a very small Bachelor party consisting of maybe five girls. There was no special VIP section like the website had talked about. I talked to a guy who was supposed to be the manager and asked him what exactly I paid the extra $150 for. And he said if I didnt do that I wouldve had to stand in the bar area and not sit next to the stage. LOL! I just thought to myself wow are you kidding me there are only five other people here, anyway I didnt cause a fuss and ordered my expensive very weak and poorly made drink and sat down to wait for the show to start. I have to give credit where credit is due the man who gave my friend a lap dance did an amazing job. I do not remember his name. There were literally only two dancers the whole time we were there. And one of them was a great dancer but his chest was extremely prickly which frankly was pretty uncomfortable when he was rubbing all against me. And he smelled really bad. Man if you want my money I would be glad to give it to you but at least take a damn shower before your show. I couldnt be more disappointed with my experience at this place and will never go here again and will also worn any of my friends and family who go to Atlantic City to never go here.

Caroline Hanlon

Everything was fantastic. Kinda hoping things would slip off, but didnt. Hehe. It was a fun, memorable night full of excitement & my friends & I each paid $20 to get our photo taken with the dancers, right after the show. As we stood in line, we discussed where wed be standing/sitting. I chose EJs lap to sit on. My sister stood right next to Shiva, & he slapped her a-- as we walked off the stage. She liked it & wouldnt stop talking about it for a long time. Afterwards, we realized we treated the dancers as if they had been chairs, & never got around to saying thank you, or anything. Sorry about that, & thanks for your great big smile in the pic. I think I looked at that photo about 200 times before going to sleep & another 200 times when I woke up in the morning. The tendency is to get really embarrassed as you sit on the lap of your chosen dancer, so you forget all the pleasantries. At least if you grew up Catholic, or something. As you sit on his lap, you try to pretend that you chose him randomly, & not because you wanted to rip his clothes off with your teeth the moment you laid your eyes upon him (rawwrr). As you walk away, you almost believe your own lie - almost, but not quite. Because the moment you saw him, you knew he was D14U. And deep down you both know that gurrrrrrl, yew durrteh! Theres no hiding it.

Jennifer Burlew

Just to start off, the show time was changed by text message less then two hours from when it was supposed to start, making it an hour earlier. We were part of a bachelorette party and of course had dinner reservations. When I called to inquire about the time change, the woman, who identified herself as the owner, was down right NASTY. She literally shouted at me, claiming she could change the time whenever she felt like it without any notice. She should be embarrassed by her behavior. When we arrived the "limited seating" mentioned in the tiny print is literally five bar stools at what I would consider a run-down dive bar. While the dancers were entertaining, it was not enough to even begin making up for the puke filled restrooms and the rest of the experience. I would have loved to get tipsy and overlook the rest with beer goggles but the men behind the bar couldnt get a drink straight (tequila shots with lime- not that complicated) on the first try and I would need to order and re-order and re-order. Ladies (or Gents) if youre looking for eye candy, you wont find it here. Its more of an eye sore in every way possible.