There are two major perks to living in Austin, Texas, and I’ll let you decide which one is better:

1. We have a festival for something every two weeks.
2. We’re one of the stops on the nationally touring Air Sex World Championships series.

If you haven’t seen an Air Sex competition before, you’re in for a treat. Possibly a stomach ache too, but definitely a treat. Air Sex works just like Air Guitar, except instead of pretending to play guitar you’re pretending to rail or be railed by any number of invisible persons, things and objects. It’s … an experience.

The Air Sex Championships rolled into town to help unofficially kick off this week’s Moontower Comedy and Oddity Festival as both comedy and oddity, and With Leather representatives were there to exclusively capture the action.

Reader discretion is advised. Sort of.

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(note: This image of Air Sex World Championships host and future pro wrestling manager of the decade Chris Trew hyping up the crowd is the most safe-for-life image I could use from this year’s event. If I put up most of the images in this gallery on the main page we’d lose our sponsors and I’d have to get paid with the Mr. Skin Minute. Not a world I want to live in.)

In case you haven’t been closely following the sport of competitive imaginary f**king, the Air Sex competition you may remember from last year has become a national sensation, with competitions popping up in Los Angeles, Chicago, and alongside acts like Donald Glover and Captured! By Robots during Fun Fun Fun Fest in Austin, Texas. The Funfest competition (which featured a guy pantomime-humping to the Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers theme song) was such a hit that Air Sex’s “Wrestlemania”, the Air Sex World Championships, came to Austin last weekend. Pretended to come to Austin. You get what I’m trying to say.

Anyway, your perspectives on sex and humanity won’t be complete until you’ve flipped through some pictures of the event. All pics in this gallery are courtesy of Slightly Removed Photography (because how close do you want to get, honestly) and if you’d like to see more, or find out where naked fat guys and the occasional lady will be pretending to blow each other in your area, check out AirSexWorld.com.

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In case you didn’t get enough sucking motions out of Mark Sanchez last night, scenic Brooklyn is apparently the place to be for all your air fornication needs. On October 9, the Music Hall of Williamsburg in Brooklyn will host the 2010 Championships of Air Sex. You know how when your 46-year old co-worker gets really drunk at happy hour and demands that he play air keyboard to Final Countdown? Well imagine him dry humping the wind instead, and voila! You’ve got the Championships of Air Sex.

But it’s not just about dry humping, friends. There’s so much more in celebrating this lack of a sex partner, with contestants using toys, props, interpretive motion and their God-given creativity to astound a crowd of hundreds, who have apparently never heard of strip clubs. And that’s the good part for those of you with gentle eyes. There is no nudity and all orgasms must be legitimate. Legitimately fake, that is. I mean, who wants to have sex and actually enjoy it? *receives stern look from college girlfriends*

Please tell me that someone is willing to take describing this stuff to a whole disgusting new level, Brooklyn Paper:

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