Bate State

Solosexual, the new Blog.

2011-10-25T16:00:00.000-07:00

Thanks for all the great feedback and encouragement from my fellow masturbators. I really had no idea I had so many regular readers/followers. If I had know, I'd have made an attempt to update more frequently!

On that note, my new blog space is set up and ready to go:
solosexuality.blogspot.com
There isn't much there yet, but I should have it going this week, starting with a bit of my own history of how I became a solosexual masturbator. I hope you all follow me there!

Keep masturbating!

The times, they are a-changin'

2011-10-24T14:42:00.000-07:00

This blog has been great for me, but it's time to put it to rest. It just doesn't feel like it fits me anymore, though I couldn't tell you why in words.

HOWEVER! I'm starting a new blog that is centered around my own exploration of my solosexual lifestyle and masturbation, rather than completely on my penis masturbation. I'll post the new blog address here when it is up and ready.

I'll keep this blog up for a while longer, as well.

Penis masturbation.

2011-07-27T10:29:00.000-07:00

I love it when I masturbate so much that my brain just kind of shuts off. It's like there's no room for thought when the penis pleasure has completely overrun my brain. This is my favorite bate state. This is where I start to babble and really goon. I watch porn and masturbate my penis for hours and hours. I'll usually get really gooned when I'm looking at penis pics for a long time. I'll be looking at a slideshow of hi-res penises and masturbate, masturbate, masturbate to them. I never want to stop.

I love penis. I love staring at penises. Hard or soft, they're all beautiful. I masturbate while staring at erect penises and I think about the pleasure that man is getting from his erection. His fully erect male penis is giving him pleasure. He's masturbating just like I am. Maybe he's a total masturbator addict like I am. I love that he's proud of his penis. He's taken pictures of it and posted them online so others can see his penis. He loves his penis. His love for his penis makes me masturbate more.

Hearing a man talk about his penis and how much he loves it makes me masturbate. My penis is the most important part of my life. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I'm a solosexual masturbator and my penis rules my life. I love living this way. Nothing could make me happier than my erect, masturbated penis. Sometimes when I get really deep into my masturbation, I'll start chanting about penis.

penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis
I love my penis. I love my penis. I love my penis.
I love my penis. I love my penis. I love my penis.
masturbate, masturbate, masturbate, masturbate
penis masturbation is my life
I'm a masturbator, I'm a masturbator, I'm a masturbator
I masturbate my penis all the time.
I love masturbating my penis. My penis masturbation rules my life.
I can't stop masturbating, I can't stop masturbating
penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis, penis

I masturbate like this all the time. I chant to myself and coach myself deeper into my masturbation addiction. I love being a masturbator. How deep could I get with another masturbator whispering chants like that into my ear while I masturbated my penis furiously? I want to find out.

New Poppers Update

2011-06-28T14:05:00.000-07:00

So I tried out the poppers I had bought online over the weekend. It did not go well. Now I want to start by saying that I know everyone's chemistry is a little different, and different types of poppers affect different men in different ways. These particular poppers are apparently horrible for me, but they were suggested by other bators who love them.

All 3 types (FIST, FF, & Kum) have Isopropyl Nitrite as the active ingredient. If I'd have know that to start, I most likely would not have ordered them, to be honest. Isopropyl Nitrite is considered one of the weakest nitrites used in poppers and to me they smell like alcohol. This is not to be confused with Isobutyl Nitrite, which is considered by many to be one of the best, aside from the original Amyl.

To make a long story short, I had a serious "episode" when I used them on Friday. About 20 minutes after my first hit of FIST, I started seeing a large white spot in my vision. I ignored it, thinking I had glanced at the lamp near my desk or something. About 10 minutes later, my vision began to completely go white and cloudy. I stood up to walk to the bathroom and look into a mirror, but when I stood I found I had almost no control of my muscles and nearly fell over. All of a sudden I couldn't think straight. I remember fumbling my way into my living room and wondering where I was. The only thing I could remember was that I standing near a glass table (my coffee table) and that I was afraid I was going to fall and hit my head on it, so I laid down on the floor until my head cleared. I was on the floor, scared shitless, waiting for my head to clear for about half an hour. Needless to say, that bottle went into the trash.

I wracked my brain for an explanation, being no stranger to poppers. I hadn't taken any medication, I don't drink, and I don't smoke. I had eaten my normal fare that day. I have no idea what caused the reaction. Sunday I tried both of the other bottles (FF & Kum), but within 20 minutes of either my vision began to get the white spots again, so I quickly stopped so it wouldn't go any further.

Monday evening I tried a bottle of Minotaur that I had left unopened to see if maybe it was all poppers now doing this to me before I blamed the shipment from the UK. Nothing went wrong. The Minotaur affected me as it always does, thankfully.

So, I possibly received a bad batch of poppers, or maybe poppers that use Isopropyl Nitrite just aren't good for my chemistry. I guess it could have been a fluke. Regardless, I'll not be ordering those again, nor any with Isopropyl Nitrite. I don't ever want to feel like that again. I'll stick with my Minotaur for now.

New Poppers ordered!

2011-06-17T12:05:00.000-07:00

Like every other popperbator out there, I've been having trouble finding good stuff these days. At the advice of a Bateworld buddy, I ordered these poppers from the UK a few days ago. It'll be at least another week before they arrive I'm sure, but when they do I plan to have a popper-goon day with my penis to celebrate. I'll report back with a review afterward to let you know how it went and whether or not I recommend them. I've got a boner just thinking about it!

Neglected Masturbation

2011-06-17T11:49:00.000-07:00

It's been a busy fuckin' week! I've hardly had any time to masturbate. Well, when I say that I mean I've only had about 2 hours of masturbation each night, which for me is a very big dry spell. My last extended bate was late Saturday night. I was out of town all day and got home around 11pm. The first thing I did when I got home was get naked and sit down to masturbate my penis. I edged and gooned for nearly 6 hours, spraying my load all over the room just before 5am. Every day since has been 2 hours or less.

I've just had too much bullshit interfering with my bate time. That ends tonight, though. When I get home from work, my plan is to masturbate all night and well into tomorrow. In fact, I think I'll just edge my penis all fucking weekend. It's been a while since I did that. No plans, no obligations, just me and my penis. Lay around the house, watching porn, talking with other bate buds, and just wallowing in solosex.

I love being a masturbator.

Healthy Friction 2011 Experience: Sunday

2011-05-19T11:25:00.000-07:00

Sunday morning I woke up to masturbation, again. Masturbator I. decided to come wake me by masturbating next to my bed. It was a great thing to see as soon as I opened my eyes! After a minute or two of watching him, I groggily got up and took a shower. By the time I was done, the housemates were already gathering in the kitchen for breakfast. I rubbed my penis while I ate some of the enormous eclair from dinner the night before (thanks, P.!) and masturbator I. offered to make us all a nice breakfast of bacon and eggs.

While he was cooking, I noticed that A. was out by the pool alone, laying in a lounge chair in the grass, and was masturbating blissfully in the morning sun. His head was thrown back and his eyes were closed as he masturbated. It was beautiful to see. I decided I would try to heighten his bliss and walked over. I started rubbing his thighs and chest, working my way up to his shoulders, giving him a (completely amateur) massage while masturbated in the sunlight. He smiled at me and said it felt amazing while he continued to edge his penis. It felt great to be a part of his bliss like that. Soon, the smell of cooking bacon made our stomachs snap us both back to attention, and we went back inside with the others. We all enjoyed a great breakfast, compliments of I., and talked together for a while.

Another of our masturbator brothers started showing us some of his bate creations. It turns out he created a lot of the bate tunes and beats that I goon to regularly, and he put some of them to slide shows of erect, masturbated penises. They were great! They made me masturbate, and there's no higher compliment I can give than that!

Later, more masturbators began to arrive and the bate continued, though Sunday had a much smaller group than either of the previous two days. It was the same blissful masturbation that we had already enjoy for days. Men were masturbating penises anywhere they wanted. We watched porn, we gooned, we babbled, we talked, we masturbated. I gooned very deeply on the sofa with I. and another beefy, bearish, handsome masturbator whose name I never got, unfortunately (I'd love to masturbate with you again!). I also had another intense session in both the living room and the kitchen with M., whose penis and nipples (and incredibly handsome face!) continue to feed the bate in my head.

Sunday went on this way for many hours. A small, well-masturbated group of men hanging around the house together, just enjoying being masturbators as the weekend drew to a close. A few were staying for a while longer in the week, but for most of us, Sunday was our last day before we headed back to "reality". We kept the bate perpetuated at all times. We'd hang out inside or outside, in the kitchen, in the living room, wherever, and always at least one of us was masturbating penis.

Slowly the day went until masturbators began to pack up and leave here and there. A few were going to dinner again and invited me, but I had to get back to my day-to-day life. I said my goodbyes after shooting two(!) more loads that day and left.

My penis was almost sore, I was sunburned, and I was exhausted, but I'd just had one of the best experiences of my life. I can't thank BillyJack enough for setting up another great masturbation weekend, and I can't thank all of the attendees enough for making the trip to my own backyard. I've got to be the luckiest masturbator alive.

Healthy Friction 2011 Experience: Saturday

2011-05-18T11:04:00.000-07:00

Since my post about Thursday and Friday was so long, I'm going to try to keep this one (and the post for Sunday) shorter.

Without a doubt, the best part about Saturday was waking up (around 7:30am) in the Focus House. I walked out of my room, still in that groggy state we all know in the morning, and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. When i passed by the living room, A. was already awake and masturbating on the sofa while watching porn on the big TV. I blinked a moment and said something like "awesome" or "fuck yes". I continued walking to the kitchen while A. gave me a big grin and kept right on masturbating.

I didn't waste much time in getting busy with my own penis. After sitting outside for a little while, I joined A. in the living room and we masturbated to porn together. We were joined by I. and a couple of other deep masturbators after a while, and the atmosphere quickly turned from just porn masturbation to deep Penis Masturbation. G. was there and he put some excellent penis-bate music on the stereo, including a couple of FANASTIC penis chants I'd never heard before! It was a small group, maybe 6 or 7 of us, and we went deep into penis together. We were gooning, penis-chanting, bate-babbling, and masturbating together. Some of us were hitting poppers, some weren't. Some were greasy with lube, others were bating dry. All that mattered was our penises and making them feel good. We were looking at each other, encouraging the bate, fueling each other. For me, it was the true definition of bliss. I don't remember how long we were like that, but eventually other masturbators started showing up and the small group dispersed to join with the newcomers. Like Friday, I stayed mostly on the sofas, masturbating to porn and with whomever was around me until I left to meet D. for lunch at 11:30.

After lunch, D. and I came back to the house and (after a short nap) joined in for more masturbation relaxation. It was a casual afternoon for me: no plans and no responsibilities. All day there were men around the pool, inside the house, eating, talking and laughing. And all day there was masturbation. BillyJack has scheduled a few arrival times throughout the day and we enjoyed them all. Men arrived and left at many different times. Men were masturbating whenever and wherever they wanted to. Men ejaculated whenever and wherever they wanted to. Porn was playing, and sometimes music. Even when the resort staff came in the house to clean the bathroom and kitchen areas, no one stopped masturbating. The cleaning man just smiled and went about his business while we all went about ours. Throughout the entire day we were masturbators.

That night, after several of us had gone out for dinner together, the masturbation continued. Men were masturbating penis everywhere. Like Friday, some stood or sat around masturbating openly and others clustered together, pulled by their penises to each other. Much of the scene was a blur for me. My penis was so deeply edged that my vision was literally blurred at points. I remember sitting on a sofa with many masturbators watching me at one point, and later I remember a small, close circle jerk on the patio outside of the kitchen, loosely centered around T., a beautiful young masturbator whose amazing hands can milk your penis like a fucking fleshlight. Another time, I remember walking across the living room to a masturbator I recognized online but had never really spoken to (I'll call him M.). He had the most beautiful penis and the way he worked his nipples while he edged had inspired me to masturbate many, MANY times in the past. I sat on the floor in front of him and the men near him for a few minutes and masturbated their penises. Someone behind me was ejaculating, so I turned to watch. He sprayed his cum all over himself and the floor to the encouragement and cheers of the other masturbators. Other masturbators ejaculated here and there, while many continued to edge. The atmosphere continued well into the night.

At some point late at night I ended up in my bedroom again (still trying to be respectful of those bators who don't like poppers). This time it was with I., one of the masturbators I'd always admired online and was getting to know over the weekend. We gooned together for a long time on the bed, worshiping penis and getting deep into the batehole. The intensity was amazing. At one point we were laying head-to-penis (like a 69 position) but we weren't sucking. We we just staring at and admiring each other's erect penis and the way the other masturbated. Amazingly, we both went over our respective edges at the exact same moment, not knowing the other was too until we saw that we were shooting our cum together. A little bit later, when the endorphins allowed us to stand, we stumbled out to to snack in the kitchen and relax in the hot tub for a while. I talked with some of my brothers for a while, again watching several men masturbate into the early hours. Around 2am I made my way back through the living room toward my bedroom, passing I. and A. and others who were still masturbating to porn, and finally collapsed onto my bed. I started masturbating again as I lay there, and fell asleep a few minutes later with my hand wrapped around my penis.

Healthy Friction 2011 Experience: Thursday and Friday

2011-05-17T11:42:00.000-07:00

This is a very long post, but I wanted to be as detailed as possible for those masturbators who weren't able to attend.

I decided to spend this year's Healthy Friction actually staying at the Focus House at the Triangle Inn. I hadn't the last couple of years because I felt I might be taking a room away from an out-of-towner who might need it, but I really wanted to have the whole experience this year, so I decided to stay Friday night and Saturday night. I wasn't disappointed.
For the purposes of privacy, I'll use initials to refer to the other masturbators, in case they don't want their screen names used. (obviously some initials will be changed)

Thursday was brief for me. I had to work during the day, but left early so I could make the 5-7pm happy hour Meat & Greet. There was a good number of masturbators at the bar, and everyone was introducing themselves (or greeting friends) and making the usual small talk. There was no overt masturbation at the bar, but the atmosphere was very happy and bate-centric. This brief part of the weekend was very important for me. I got to meet several masturbators as the "normal" men they are in their day-to-day lives, and I felt this added to the feeling of camaraderie and brotherhood for the weekend. Also, I'm always interested in the kinds of lives the masturbators you talk to online lead.
I was invited out to dinner with a group after everyone had decided to leave, but I had a lot to do still before I was free from responsibilities for the weekend and had to decline (I hear I missed a great circle jerk out by the pool that night). I drove home, finishing a few errands along the way, picked up my cat, dropped him off with a friend for the weekend, then rushed back home to pack and get some rest.

Friday I got to the Triangle Inn around 11:30 to check in, and was shown to my room in the house by the owner. I immediately got naked, grabbed a towel, and headed to the pool where I could hear some masturbators talking.

The men staying at the Focus House (I'll call us the housemates) had mostly all arrived and were relaxing around the pool naked with a few of the other bators from nearby rooms. BillyJack was already cooking up his homemade lube in the kitchen. More greetings were exchanged and I decided to go for a quick swim. Shortly after I settled into a pool chair and began to masturbate my penis gently, pacing myself for the long weekend ahead. A few other masturbators were massaging their penises, too. A far-traveled masturbator, call him I., whom I'd spoken with briefly online but admired a long time was there also, so I made it a point to spend time watching his penis as he masturbated it. Another masturbator who had traveled far was A. so I watched him intently as well. Both of them were expert edgers and became highlights of my weekend.

We and several other masturbators played with our penises in the sun for about an hour or so, before I started feeling too warm and decided to go inside (I didn't know it then but I was alreay getting sunburned). Masturbator I. and the owners had already set up sheets on the many sofas and armchairs in the living room around the big-screen TV, which was already playing porn in anticipation of the 2:30pm arrival time. I settled onto one of the sofas near a few other bators, who were already masturbating. We masturbated the afternoon away, with many more attendees showing up at 2:30, varying in age from under 30 to over 60. Slim, athletic masturbators stroked penises with thicker, bearish masturbators. Hairy penises were masturbated with smooth, shaved penises. Some times it was quiet, with only the sound of breathing and porn, while other times encouragement, penis talk, and goon babble could be heard. It was a true brotherhood.

The living room would get crowded as masturbators were watching porn and each other, then some would filter out by the pool or into the kitchen, or anywhere, most still masturbating. Conversations about the bate were common. Encouragement, mutual penisbate, frottage, and all other types of bate bonding were everywhere for most of the afternoon. Many masturbators kept a full circlejerk going around the house. Other masturbators would cluster into smaller groups, drawn together by their penises. Many men ejaculated somewhat quickly, but continued to bate or simply be around their brothers, while others, like me, were edging penis as long as possible.

I stayed mostly on the sofas, moving positions now and then when I wanted to get closer to inspect a particular penis or bate technique. I edged for about 6 hours total before being brought to the point where I couldn't hold back by another bator who was masturbating my penis and simply didn't stop in time (not that I'm complaining!). After shooting my cum all over myself and the nearby area, I was starving, so I relaxed for a bit and watched the other masturbators continuing to bate, and heard some talking about dinner plans.
I joined a handful who went out to a local pizza joint to eat quickly, then came back for the 8pm arrival time.

We ran slightly late and by the time we got back, the masturbators were back in full swing, with many more arriving. The scenario was similar to the 2:30 pm arrival time, but it was now dark out by the pool, though that didn't stop the masturbators from being outside, in the pool, and in the hot tub masturbating. Inside, many of the more intense and dedicated masturbators were really beginning to goon. C. was amazing, staring at all of the penises around him, talking about the masturbation that was happening, and encouraging all of the masturbators there. I. and A. were both there, still fully edged and from before. B. was near me and I couldn't help but stare at how lovingly he masturbated his penis, making every stroke intense. Across the room I could see G. within a small group of masturbators, being edged expertly by two sets of hands.
Masturbators were sitting everywhere. Masturbators were edging while standing. Masturbators were talking to each other about their penises and how much they loved masturbating. Masturbators were laughing and talking. It was heaven for me, realizing again that I was in a place where, even if the men standing right next to me talking weren't, I could lay spread eagle, naked on the sofa (or even the floor!) and masturbate fully without any of them batting an eye. I would be encouraged, complimented, even cheered. I could be a masturbator.

A few hours later, after having masturbated every way I could, I stopped to walk around a bit. My masturbator friend D. arrived then so we began talking in the hot tub. Shortly, we were back inside, masturbating penises together. We both enjoy getting really gooned on penis with poppers, so we decided to go back to my room and really get stoopid (many don't like poppers so I tried to be respectful and keep them in my room). It was something we had talked about doing for some time together but hadn't had the chance to before. Let me tell you, we got gooooooned. We got lost in our penises, chanting about the bate bliss, sniffing poppers together and getting totally deep into the batehole. We could still hear the masturbating going on outside of the room and we let it fuel us while we encouraged each other to get dumber and dumber in masturbation. I don't know how long we were in there (maybe a couple hours or so?), but later we came out to find several masturbators left in the living room and out by the pool.

I drove D. to his hotel down the road later and came back to the Focus House to wind down. I sat in the hot tub with a couple of housemates and talked and watched as the few bators who hadn't left yet continued their bliss into the night. I finally made it to bed around 2am, and I barely remember hitting my pillow. Even the sting of the sheets on my sunburned shoulders couldn't keep me awake after the penis pleasure I'd experienced, and I was only through the first day!

Healthy Friction 2011 Experience

2011-05-16T00:09:00.000-07:00

I made it home from another Healthy Friction today and I can think of only one word to describe how I feel right now: Inspired.

I got home several hours ago, but I fell onto my bed and promptly fell asleep. I am exhausted not only from the amount of masturbation I enjoyed, but from the wonderful experience as a whole. I cannot thank the great group of masturbator attendees enough for making the trip out here to my hometown. Several men even came from Europe and the U.K.!

At the moment my mind is a blur and my penis is sore, so I'll leave this short with the promise to give more details of the wonderful weekend throughout the week. Now, though, I have to think about work in the morning and somehow force myself back to bed so I'm not useless tomorrow.

Masturbationship Follow-up

2011-04-11T10:55:00.000-07:00

I appreciate the great response and feedback I received from my Masturbationship post. I was really surprised to see so many messages and emails from masturbators who felt the same way. There are apparently a lot of us who are interested in relationship (or a friendship in many cases) that is based on a mutual love for penis masturbation. The "ideal" details vary of course, but we all seem to agree that the central thread would be our chronic masturbation.

This got me thinking more about my life as a masturbator and how I spend my time. It's easy to say that I spend all my time masturbating, but that's not entirely true. Yes, masturbation is the most important thing in my life, but I have a few other interests as well. For example, I'm a true child of my generation and enjoy video games, specifically MMOs. I also like reading, other games, some movies and TV, too. I could watch The Science Channel for hours. I grew up (happily) as a geek and remain a proud geek today, loving computers, RPGs and most things sci-fi and fantasy. All of these things are part of my life as a masturbator. I think they all fit pretty well between the hours spent masturbating my penis.

I work Monday through Friday so I usually spend between 2 and 4 hours masturbating at home on these days, not counting the time spent playing with my penis at work either at my desk or in the bathroom. (I'm lucky enough to have a computer at work with unmonitored internet access so I obviously spend a lot of time looking at cams and porn.) I might also do some gaming, reading, watch a movie, or whatever, but you can be sure I'll be masturbating at some point.
On the weekends I can get lost in the batehole for hours and hours. I've spent entire days masturbating before, edging, poppering up, browsing the web and feeding my addiction, taking hour or so breaks here and there to eat and rest. On some weekends I might have plans with friends or be doing some necessary things around the apartment, but masturbation will always come first. Everything else is secondary.

So I guess in my case the ideal masturbator relationship would be an extension of the life I already have and enjoy. That's what makes all of our thoughts about the ideal friendships and relationships both similar and different: the non-masturbatory parts that still define us as individuals. Like I said before: "You never know, this could turn out to come true. In the meantime I'll keep being the masturbator that I truly am and just enjoy my life in masturbation. It really is all I care about." And for those of you who are happy with the masturbator life you already have and aren't looking for anyone or anything to add, keep doing what makes you happy and never stop masturbating. Ever.

Masturbationship

2011-03-21T13:45:00.001-07:00

This is an honest, though somewhat disorganized thought process, so hopefully you can follow along.

I'm in love with my Penis. I'm in lust with my Penis. I love my Penis, and I lust for my Penis. I want to spend all my time masturbating my Penis. Masturbating is the most important thing in my life, above work, friends, and even family. These things are given. They are fact.

I love watching myself in the mirror while I masturbate. The self-acknowledgment of seeing my stoopid, gooned-out masturbator face makes me sink even deeper into my batehole. I love being a total masturbator. I talk to myself in the mirror while I masturbate. I tell myself to masturbate more and more. I tell myself that this is who I really am; I am not the civilized mask I put on to show others when I leave my masturbatorium. I'm not necessarily a narcissist, though. I'm not in love with myself or my reflection. I'm in love with my Penis. Therefore I am capable of loving another person, I think.

I've given more and more thought lately to a partner. I have enjoyed having a partner in the past: sharing our lives and experiences. To abuse a cliche, it was nice to have someone in the bed next to me when I went to bed at night and when I woke up in the morning.

The more I consider it, the more I realize that I do eventually want a partner in my life again.

For the time being, though, I am more than happy living alone in my masturbatorium, masturbating my Penis near-constantly. Every day is masturbation bliss. Every day I sink deep into penislust and masturbate, masturbate, masturbate. There is no life I'd rather have.

I realize how difficult it is to find a compatible man to spend your life with these days, much less another devoted Masturbator. Nevertheless, it's what I think about more and more. The problem is, if I spend all my time masturbating, how will i find him? I suppose I spend enough time online while masturbating that I could find him in the usual places. Maybe on Bateworld or even Cam4, though I highly doubt the latter. Maybe he'll turn out to be a reader of this blog. Who knows?

He'd obviously need to be another totally chronic, compulsive and addicted Masturbator like me. But what else?
Our sex life would consist only of masturbation (solo, mutual, frot, etc). We would encourage each other to masturbate more and more. We'd find porn for each other to masturbate to. We'd masturbate and goon together, face to face or side by side or even in separate rooms. We'd do everything we could to help the other (and ourselves) become more addicted to our penises and masturbation. We'd be dong worshipers together, making our cocks the most important things in our lives. I could write about this one aspect of the relationship for days (and will!), but I need to move on.
I don't get caught up in age, weight, size, looks or anything else superficial, so none of those are "criteria". Besides, it doesn't matter how cute you are, we're all ugly when we're at our most gooned. And I mean ugly in a beautiful way. Masturbators know what I mean.
I don't care about money other than having enough to support myself somewhat comfortably (a masturbator's gotta have a roof over his head, right?), but I suppose his employment or source of income would be necessary, since I'd be employed too.
We would not use drugs other than poppers to deepen our goon. I wouldn't care if he wanted to smoke pot. I don't use it but neither do I think it's bad for you. Other drugs would be a deal-breaker, though. No meth, coke, heroin, or any of that bullshit.
The relationship would be open meaning that we would be free to masturbate with other bators as much as we want, either together or separate. While it may take a while to reach this level of comfort together, it would be an ultimate goal of my ideal masturbator relationship. I suppose I would also probably be OK if my partner wanted to (very rarely) suck cock, but it wouldn't be mine.

It seems too good to be true, but just the thought of having a relationship like this makes me masturbate my penis even more. You never know, this could turn out to come true. In the meantime I'll keep being the masturbator that I truly am and just enjoy my life in masturbation. It really is all I care about.

Upcoming Healthy Friction, May 13-15, 2011

2011-03-08T11:34:00.000-08:00

Healthy Friction will once again be at the Triangle Inn May 13-15, 2011. More information can be found here: healthyfriction.blogspot.com
I'll be staying in the 4-bedroom focus house this time. I can't wait to spend another weekend surrounded by penis masturbators. I've had such great times when I've gone before and I'm sure this time will be no different.

I get emails and questions all the time about Healthy Friction and I try to refer most of them to the above website, but I thought I'd answer a few of the most common questions I get here.

1. How many men show up? Billy has actual numbers on the HF blog, but if I had to guess, I'd say around 60 men attend at various times during the weekend.

2. Is it really all about masturbation? I'd be lying if I said every attendee was a true masturbator. Yeah, there are a lot of men there who just like jerking off, but I'd say most of the attendees are either full-on bators like us or at least members of Bateworld.

3. Is it an orgy? I've been asked this question more than once. No, it's not an orgy. There is no sucking or fucking allowed. Just masturbation (solo or mutual). Now I have overheard conversations from the few "non-bator" attendees about sucking or fucking each other, but they have all been polite enough to go back to their individual rooms if they want to do that. I have yet to see any penetration of any kind at Healthy Friction.

4. Can I bring poppers? I love poppers. I've seen people using them at Healthy Friction, but I have yet to. I do bring them, but they sometimes make me cum much earlier than I want to. My plan when I bring them has always been that if I want to sniff them I'll politely ask any other masturbators around me if it's OK. Like I said though, I just haven't actually used them there yet. I might try to get a few deep popper gooners together this time in one of the adjoining rooms (or maybe my own bedroom) for some deep, stoopid popper gooning. That would be hot!

5. I don't understand what the "arrival/seating times" are? When Billy was first putting together the HF weekends, there was a lot of concern from guys about showing up during the busiest times. I can't speak for him, but I think Billy made the arrival times for a couple of reasons. First, bators not staying at the Triangle Inn can come during these times to ensure there is plenty of masturbation going on when they get there. Guys staying there obviously have to leave the house to eat and stuff and anyone who shows up to group-bate when everyone else is gone might understandably be a little miffed. Second, it allows Billy a chance to enjoy his masturbation with the group as well. He can "work the door" and check in bators during the arrival times and still have a chance to get in on the circle jerking himself.

I hope this helps some of you. Check the Healthy Friction link above if you have more questions or want more information. I highly suggest the event to any guy who wants to masturbate freely and openly with other masturbators in a safe, casual environment. You can literally masturbate as much or as often as you want, anywhere in the event (while being respectful of others of course). That was the hottest part for me: masturbating my penis openly all weekend, whether I was in the circle jerk around the porn on the TV or just hanging out in the kitchen talking shit with whomever was around. By the pool, eating a snack on the patio, hanging out around the house, or having a casual drink, there was always someone masturbating. It was how I want to live all the time.

What about that hair down there?

2011-02-02T17:00:00.000-08:00

Nothing seems to divide the masturbator community more than the debate over trimming or shaving body hair. It seems to stem from that hyper-masculinity obsessed subdivision that likes to look down upon any man who dares to groom themselves around their penis. I see more men crying about how much hair each other has then even about penis size.

Personally, I love all masturbators and their penises, regardless of how they choose to wear their hair. I don't understand how a masturbator can criticize his fellow masturbator for doing something to his own penis to fuel his bate. I mean, that's the point, right? We all do things to enhance our bate. For those of us who are total batefreaks, it's almost all we think about. How can I get deeper into my penis bate? Well, if shaving or trimming might feel good to you, then go for it. I believe true Masturbators understand this. We do what we do to make our penises feel good. If another bator gets off on it then great, but our main goal is to please our own penis.

I get it, though. Some guys find a shaved or trimmed bush a total turn off and get boned by seeing a big, natural patch of hair around the shaft of a fully erect penis. Awesome. Leave yours as long as you'd like. Grow it out. Braid that shit if you want. Whatever makes you masturbate like a monkey is what's right for you. But don't go around wagging your finger at your brothers who get gooned out on a smooth shaft. It's their penis. It's their bate. Let them get as stoopid as they want without the judgment from their so-called "brothers". We're a small enough group as it is without insulting or singling each other out over something that grows.

As for myself, I tend to not trim very much. I usually leave my pubes but will shave my shaft. When I'm erect, my hair grows about halfway up my shaft because of how I was circumsized and it can be very uncomfortable when I try to masturbate with it that way. Shaving the shaft not only fixes this but helps me get that greasy goony feeling that I love so much with the help of Albolene. Every once in a while (like once every year or so) I'll shave or trim my bush. Mainly because I get the urge to just slather myself up with Albolene and get lost in a slimy, greasy goonerbate. I find the feeling of my hand sliding over my super slick, super smooth dong incredible. But I also love to have a nice thick patch of hair, sometimes. It all depends on what Penis wants at the time. I obey.

So let's get over ourselves and start encouraging our true masturbator brothers to get deeper and dumber in their bateholes by whatever gets them the gooniest, even if it's not something that fuels yours, like maybe shaving. Save the "real men have hair" bullshit for the rallies. Real men have a penis. Period.

As promised,

2011-01-02T14:39:00.001-08:00

Here are some of the pics that fed my gooned dong in 2010:

Chronic, Compulsive Addiction

2011-01-02T14:00:00.000-08:00

I try not to make this blog about the politics of masturbating on the internet and keep it simply about my goon. However, I've read so many blogs or posts in the last few months about the negativity of using words like "chronic", "compulsive", and "addicted" when describing yourself as a masturbator that I wanted to post about it. Don't worry, I'll post some gooner pics afterward to make up for it. :)

First of all, lets define these terms just so we're clear:

Chronic: adjective

1. Of long duration; continuing

2. Lasting for a long period of time or marked by frequent recurrence

3. Subject to a habit or pattern of behavior for a long time

Compulsive: adjective

1. Having the capacity to compel

2. ( Psychology) Caused or conditioned by compulsion

Addicted: verb/adjective
1. To occupy (oneself) with or involve (oneself) in something habitually or compulsively

I've included only the definitions that relate to the context in which we use these words as mastubators. Notice none of them are implicitly negative. It's society that uses them in such a negative way that people have begun to just assume they are negative words.

Those who complain about the use of these words seem to be the people who are concerned with labels in society in general. They aren't terribly upset that people use these words to descibe their masturbation, but more-so about how society will view you once you label yourself as such. They are also most likely those people who champion these types of causes wherever they encounter things they might feel are politically incorrect. Without sounding too much like an after school special, my advice to them is to stop worrying so much about what people will think about you and simply do what makes you happy. Who cares what society thinks? I don't.

Now then, I want to clarify something. When I imply that I don't care about what society thinks, I don't mean this in a "fuck the world", jaded way. On the contrary, I like society. It provides many things to a masturbator like me that I would otherwise have to do without, and very occasionally I do like being a part of said society. What I mean is simply that I am a chronic, compulsive, addicted masturbator (literally defined) and that the bulk of society is going to have an issue with whatever label is placed on it, so why should I waste time trying to come up with some acceptable way to gently let them all know what I am? Besides, it's not like I'm broadcasting my masturbation to the unwanting world. I post my blog and use masturbation sites to find likeminded men. No one will be seeing these things unless they are on the internet looking for them. You can't Google "disney" and get a picture of my erect penis. At least not that I know of.

I don't feel that I'm doing any sort of disservice or damage to the masturbator community when I use these words to describe myself, and if you do then don't use them. Quite frankly, if you care so much about what other people think about your masturbation, why are you on the internet talking about it at all?

The next step in my bate evolution

2010-12-28T15:32:00.000-08:00

As some of my masturbator brothers know, I've been making plans and changes in my life to allow myself to become more and more addicted to my penis masturbation. I want to get deeper into my goonbate than ever before, and to do that I need the time and energy to devote to it.

One of the biggest of my plans, my career switch, happened back in November. I left the job I hated where I worked with and catered to women. I was miserable every day that I had to go there, being around so many women who had no idea of the power of Penis.
My new job is in an extremely masculine field. Only men work in both the office and the warehouse. I love going to work knowing that I'm around penises all day, even if they are clothed. The stress level is much lower as well. It is an extremely casual environment and my responsibilities allow plenty of time for penis (case in point, I'm typing this from my office desk with my penis sticking out of my fly).

The second big change is getting my own apartment without housemates. The planning and searching for the right place has finally ended. I move into my new masturbatorium in mid January! I'll finally be able to spend every moment the way I want to: lost in stoopid, gooned out, poppered up masturbation bliss! The apartment is intentionally very small so I won't need to worry about much while I'm there. Most of the utilities are paid, with a couple of exceptions, so my bills are not a concern. I do still have my cat, but he's a pretty solo individual, himself. I haven't decided yet how I'm going to arrange or decorate it, but I'm going to try to make it very Penis and Masturbation centric. I wonder what section of Bed, Bath, and Beyond has those items!

I'm so excited thinking about how gooned out and happy I'll be once I move in to my masturbatorium. My batehole is going to get so deep; no unwanted distractions or interruptions. I may never climb out completely.

Masturbate more!

My Healthy Friction Experience: Day 2

2010-11-09T18:25:00.000-08:00

Sorry for the delay.

I arrived around 2pm on Saturday. Again, there were only a handful of masturbators when got there: a few in the living room masturbating to porn, and a few outside around the pool. I said hello to a few familiar faces (and penises) then decided to start my day of bate out by the pool today. Other masturbators arrived earlier this time, sitting casually all around, some masturbating, some not. I masturbated for about 30 minutes there until I decided to go inside and check out the porn.

I sat down in a sofa and began to masturbate again. Directly across from me were 3 very friendly masturbators (I recognized one in particular whom I recognized from BateWorld) who were very into masturbating each other. They took turns making out and intensely masturbating their own penises and each other's. They were all three squished together in what was probably a single seat on the sofa, with one kind of halfway up on the arm. After about an hour spent edging myself stoopid there, switching between the porn and watching the other masturbators (the occasional eye lock with a brother was so amazing), I decided I had to get up and walk around. I didn't want to cum too quickly!

As it turns out, several other masturbators had the same idea. I sat kind of by myself on the patio, casually stroking my penis and chatting with whomever walked by. When a reclining chair opened up, I hopped into it and really started edging myself again. There were at least 20 men just outside and around the pool in various states of bate. Again, I found myself getting lost in thoughts like "THIS is how it should be!". I spent almost another hour this way, deep in bate, when another masturbator I recognized from BateWorld (so few faces there!) surprised me by sitting right between my legs and grabbing my erect penis. He started to edge me very slowly, obviously having seen how I do it myself. I'll be the first to admit that I'm not really big into getting stroked, even by another masturbator, but his hands felt amazing on my penis! He was fascinated by the way my penis was circumcised. I've always been self-conscious about it, but the way he was so intent on it and saying how much he liked it really felt good. I couldn't resist reaching down and masturbating him as well. He was so erect that it felt like I was grabbing metal. We masturbated together this way for about 15 minutes, openly and in front of other masturbators, before I had to ask him to stop for fear of making me cum. I grabbed my own penis again and my brain screamed "Who cares? You've been edging for over 3 hours already. Cum if you want to!", so I suddenly started moaning and spasming, shooting my edged up load all over myself, my towel and chair, and my masturbator buddy's hands. I sort of cleaned up while talking to him some more before he excused himself to go over to another masturbator. A great first cum in a great second day!

The rest of the night is sort of an intense haze for me. Lots of smaller bate sessions without cumming before I again went to dinner with my masturbator friends, including the creators of BateWorld. There were 10 of us I think, all crammed around a table at a local burger joint. It was a genuinely great time.

When we got back, the masturbatory haze continued. I swam in the pool for a long time, gently tugging my penis while talking with masturbators. At some point I ended up back on a sofa watching porn and masturbating again. One of the three friendly masturbators I mentioned before was sitting next to me and we masturbated each other. Another of the three was on a different sofa watching us this time along with a couple of other masturbators. My bate buddy and I were facing each other, leaning back on opposites arms of the sofa, legs lazily tangled, masturbating our penises. At one point he arches his back, pushing his penis toward me. I grabbed it and started to masturbate it, making him cum after a while, spraying his sperm all over my hands and his stomach. It was so warm and felt so good.

I continued to bate with him next to me on the sofa for a long time. I came for the second time, spraying less this time. The other of the three I mentioned on the other sofa (the one I recognized from the site) came over and sat between us. He leaned back onto the chest of the first and started masturbating so deeply that I immediately got hard again. Our bate buddy was whispering things in his ear like "masturbate" and "goon on the penis". I couldn't help but start masturbating again while whispering encouragement to him as well, things like "what a gooner!" and "you love to masturbate your penis, don't you?". The third of the three came back in then and sat with us, along with a fourth masturbator, wrapping his arms around me and playing with my chest and nipples while I masturbated. It must have been sensory overload because I came again after only about 15 more minutes. It was joked that I should change my name to "Cumminguy" instead of Edginguy, which we all got a laugh out of.

I spent almost the next hour still encouraging our masturbator friend while masturbating whichever penis was nearest me. It was extremely hot to be that verbal about our bate with the others. After, I realized it was almost 1:30 am! I got dressed and said goodbye to my masturbator friends, noting how amazing it felt hugging another naked man whose well-masturbated penis was dangling like mine. Again, I played with my penis the entire drive home with a huge grin. I don't even remember hitting my pillow.

I'm sure I'm leaving things out. Saturday was so fun that it was a haze of penis, masturbation, bonding, and conversations about all of the above. Even these memories seem like looking into a cloud. I can't wait to masturbate with everyone again.

Thanks, Billy, for an amazing masturbatory weekend! We still need to make that bate movie together!

My Healthy Friction Experience: Day 1

2010-10-31T14:07:00.001-07:00

Meant to post this sooner, but it's been a busy fuckin week.
So I went to the Healthy Friction bate weekend last week and as any other attendee will tell you, we all had an amazing time. I won't bore you with every detail, but I want to blog about some of my favorite highlights. I met so many masturbators whom I now call friends. I can't wait to do it again!

Friday afternoon a little while after I got there I was masturbating with a few bator buddies on the couches around the big screen TV watching porn. I hadn't masturbated in a group (being primarily a solo masturbator) since the last HF in April of 2009 so I wasn't able to edge as much as I would have liked. Sensory overload I guess. I shot my first load of the weekend after only about 2 hours.

After a short break I was back to masturbating, this time outside at one of the tables around the pool. There were still several masturbators inside watching porn and a few outside near the pool as well. What I found so hot about this particular time is that there were several men hanging out who were not masturbating at that time, but were just casually talking to some of the masturbators as if it were the most normal thing in the world. It was a true demonstration of what a masturbation commune could be like. An environment where all men are free to masturbate anywhere, anytime, while those who aren't currently masturbating can hang out and do their own thing while still being with or talking to the men who are. I reveled in this environment, letting it feed my own penis masturbation lust for about an hour until I couldn't hold in my second load anymore. The encouragement, smiles, and nods of approval I got from my fellow masturbators were amazing. Here I was, shooting my sperm all over myself and my chair, casually hanging out with a group of men and it is not only accepted, but encouraged.

After a leaving for a dinner break with some masturbator buddies, we returned to find the first "seating" in full swing. Many new masturbators had arrived and some had left. The living room was full of men masturbating their penises together. There were several men outside, relaxing in the pool and hottub, not all of whom were masturbating. There were even men standing in the kitchen masturbating and talking together. There was an energy around the house that was full of penis love and camaraderie. There were so many kinds of masturbation going on that I'm not even sure where to begin. Solobators, mutual masturbation, exposing, encouraging, grunting, moaning, lubed and dry. Men were staring at each others' penises lustfully, staring into each others' eyes, talking to one another about their masturbation. Some were more shy, sitting in chairs around the room or watching from doorways while playing with their own penises. Regardless of who they were or how they were masturbating, there was a sense of brotherhood around the house. Of acceptance. I edged with my masturbator brothers for another 3 hours or so before I shot another load on the floor. I saw a lot of cum fly in that 3 hours and I did my best to watch each penis as it was being masturbated.

I spent another hour or so relaxing and talking with a few buddies there. I had to get up early Saturday to go to breakfast with friends, so I begrudgingly left to drive home and get some rest at around 12:30am (I live about 25 minutes from the resort). On the drive home I couldn't help thinking about all of the masturbators and penises I'd just spent an entire day with. I masturbated the entire drive home, but didn't cum again. It was the best night's sleep I'd had in months.

Healthy Friction

2010-10-22T01:21:00.000-07:00

I'll be at the Healthy Friction event tomorrow and Saturday. Looking forward to seeing some of my bator buddies again and meeting some new ones. Updates to come after!

Bateworld 2.0

2010-10-20T00:16:00.001-07:00

The new and improved Bateworld is up!

For the past few weeks I was lucky enough to be a bator tester for the new site. For previous BW members, I can tell you it's a huge improvement. For any masturbators who aren't a member already, check it out.

I love Bateworld because it's a home for ALL male bators. Straight, gay or bi masturbators. Chronic edgers and gooners. All are welcome. Personally I like it as a place to connect with my fellow solosexual addicted mastubators, but all men who love to bate are welcome. Arguably that would be all men.

There's several bators on the site who think it should be a place exclusively for the serious, committed masturbators, but I like the fact that there are many types of bators there. Who knows? Maybe we can help a brother deepen his addiction to penisbate further and turn him into a stoopid gooner like us!

New video. What a stoopid gooner!

2010-10-02T15:41:00.001-07:00

This is actually from last Wednesday. About 3 hours in, I think.

I kept going for about 2 more hours after the video. I can't stop masturbating.

Degrees of the Bate State

2010-09-28T14:12:00.000-07:00

As I spend this week being a stoopid masturbator monkey, I've been noticed my bate tends to go in one of three different directions. These are the three Bate States I tend to experience when I masturbate my Penis for a few hours or more. They probably translate into what most masturbators feel, and I'd be interested to hear about any other Bate States you find yourself in.

Penis Bliss
This is the point of euphoria. I find Penis Bliss when I'm at my most relaxed while masturbating. I'll be intently focused on my Penis, dedicating every stroke and touch to pleasuring it. I'll usually get here when I'm not sniffing poppers. I talk to my Penis a lot while I'm in Bliss, telling it how much I love it, how much I love masturbating it, etc. There's still a sense of coherence, though somewhat silly.

Bate Frenzy
This is my porn-induced frenzy. It can be with or without poppers. For some reason I'll have a sort of angry look on my face when I'm in a Bate Frenzy. I'll be masturbating my Penis furiously while searching through websites and my computer for more and more pornography. I can't get enough bate fuel when I'm like this. I become single-minded in my obsession with porn and masturbating to it.

The Batehole
While I love all of my masturbation, this by far my favorite Bate State. This is my stoopid, gooned out, poppered up Batehole. This is where my higher brain really does seem to switch off and I am only a masturbator. I can barely speak, usually either drooling or babbling myself deeper, and I can't concentrate on anything but Penis. While I'm here I want nothing more than to stay this way forever. Nothing else matters to me except keeping my Penis well masturbated and keeping myself gooned.

Just the fact that I'm able to experience these bate states reinforces to me that I only want to be a masturbator. Forever.

Batecation

2010-09-26T16:54:00.000-07:00

I've started my batecation from work this week. Eight days of stoopid, goony, Penis masturbation! I'll get some pics and maybe a new video or two up this week as well. I can't wait to spend DAYS masturbating!

Albolene!

2010-09-12T14:58:00.000-07:00

I've gotten a few emails from readers asking about some of my masturbation habits. One recurring question is about my lube of choice, Albolene.
It's actually marketed as a makeup remover, sold in many drugstores (I get mine at Walgreens), and has a mineral oil/paraffin base. None of that matters to me, though. My Penis just craves it. It takes me even deeper into my Penis masturbation every time I use it. I usually go through a tub every few weeks because I love to get my Penis as greasy as possible, and Albolene is perfect!
I also love seeing a greasy, masturbated Penis in the same pic as a tub of Albolene. A clear sign of a MASTURBATOR!

Video software?

2010-08-30T17:55:00.000-07:00

I'm going to look into getting a new camera to make some more bate videos. For that, I'd also like to get a new video editing software package. I'd like something fairly inexpensive (under $100 preferably) and easy to use. I don't need anything too Scorsese. Just something simple that I can use to edit out those odd clips here and there.
I thought I'd see if any of my bator buddies had any thoughts or recommendations. I've seen some great bate videos out there and always wondered what they used.
Let me know if any of you have any ideas. Thanks!

I love my fucking PENIS!

2010-08-26T19:10:00.000-07:00

My Penis rules my life. I think about masturbation as soon as I wake up, and throughout my day until I fall asleep again. I love being a solosexual masturbator. It's all I ever want to be.
I try to think of a way to explain it to someone, but I can't ever find the right words. I LIVE for Penis masturbation! I have skipped work, missed appointments, broken promises, and canceled plans all so I could masturbate more. Does that make me a bad person? I don't care. I just want to masturbate more and more. I love my life as a chronic masturbator.
Let me know how addicted you are to your masturbation! I love hearing from other masturbators. Comment here or email and tell me how much you love your fucking Penis!
NEVER stop stroking!

Buddy bate with Jerxalot 8/26/10

2010-08-26T19:05:00.000-07:00

Just got back from my friend Jerxalot's place. He's a total chronic masturbator, too. I went over after work so we could masturbate our penises together. We were only able to bate for a little while (my fault) but it was very intense. He can popper up and goon with the best of them. His bator dong is huge and he lives to masturbate it, just like I do.
He put on some porn, we laid back on the bed after some great face to face standing penis masturbation, and we just sank into our bateholes together. Talking to each other. Encouraging each other to masturbate more. Masturbating each other while we sank into our poppers. It was fucking intense!
Here's a couple shots of his amazing masturbator Penis (not from today). I'm looking forward to the next time we masturbate together!

Any more Bator Jeff pics and vids out there?

2010-08-05T17:25:00.000-07:00

Hey bators, if any of you have videos or pics of Bator Jeff (aka AlboleneTX) other than what I have below, let me know, please! I'd love to see more of his penisbate! He gets me so fucking gooned on my dong...

Bate Fuel: AlboleneTX (Bator Jeff)

2010-07-25T17:16:00.000-07:00

I learned what gooning really was from this hot masturbator. I can edge for hours while I watch him. He is truly in love with his penis and understands what it means to be a solosexual.

Bate Fuel: Greasy Penis

2010-07-16T15:47:00.000-07:00

I love to see a hard, greasy Penis. Especially if it is greased up with Albolene! You can look at how erect and slick it is and just know that it belongs to a masturbator. These are some of my favorites that make me masturbate:

Private Blog

2010-07-16T15:32:00.001-07:00

After a few rude messages from various internet crazies here and on other sites, I was thinking about making this blog private. But then I decided that I wasn't going to let that bullshit stop my bate, so it's staying open to all readers. I hope you masturbators enjoy the blog and I'll make an effort to update it more often!

Just missed it!

2010-06-26T15:35:00.000-07:00

So I tried to record a new video today. Didn't go so well.
I had been edging Penis for about 2 hours when the higher part of my brain snapped back (I had long since gotten into a pure bate state) and screamed "You haven't made a new video in months! You should record this!" So I stopped myself, got up and set up the webcam and all of that, because I was going to record the full goon this time. Mind you I was stroking the whole time because I couldn't use my right hand anyway due to it being slicked with Albolene. So anyway, when I sat back down, I blew my bator load. I have NO idea why I got so close setting the shit up. It usually makes me go down and I have to work back to it. Not this time. When my ass hit the chair again, off I went. Nice, but still disappointing. I wanted to bate for a least a few more hours!
Oh well. I'll leave the camera set up where it is and try again either late tonight or tomorrow. Watch for the new vid! :)
NEVER stop masturbating.

Slow progression

2010-06-13T11:26:00.000-07:00

My finger is healing well, so I've been able to do some good masturbating in the past couple of days. Yesterday I was able to use Albolene again and get my Penis nice and greasy so I could goon out on my penisbate for a lot longer than I'd been able to in a while. It felt so good to masturbate my slick Penis again. I reveled in each stroke up and down my shaft. Between looking at bator porn I'd close my eyes and enjoy each moment, getting lost in my deep masturbation bliss. I remembered that this is what I live for!

I am a chronic Penis MASTURBATOR.
I am a solosexual edger.

Cam4 bate

2010-06-05T18:55:00.000-07:00

These are from a Cam4 bate session I had a few weeks ago. My new setup in the guest room is a bit awkward so I'll have to figure out how to place the cam better next time.

Greasy Penis bate

2010-06-02T18:50:00.000-07:00

During my healing process I'm gonna post some pics. These are of my greasy, Albolene-covered bator Penis. I don't remember when I took them.

Healing thru masturbation

2010-06-02T18:47:00.001-07:00

My finger is healing really well so I decided to try masturbating today. I couldn't wait any longer. I wanted to masturbate so bad I was going crazy. It went pretty well. I did it without any lube so it wasn't my normal goon session, but it was still good. I have to angle my finger in a way that keeps it clear so it was a little awkward, but still made my Penis feel good. That's the point, right?

Giving the weekend the finger

2010-05-30T17:06:00.000-07:00

WARNING! Possible boner-killer ahead!
So this weekend was supposed to be the new beginning of my, once-again, bate-centric life. My ex (I hate calling him that) was going to be working most of the weekend and I was going to bating nonstop the whole time. An entire weekend of Penis pleasure!
When I was moving an old glass-top table, though, the glass cracked in my hand and I sliced open my index finger, going through the fingernail and almost removing the tip of my finger. Needless to say it's really fucking hard and painful to masturbate now, especially since I use a LOT of Albolene. I'm going to have to try adjusting to a dry bate for a while, I guess. Or switching to my left hand, which has never really worked for me. Regardless of how I adjust, I doubt I'll get to bate for a few days at least. It's just too fucking painful.
Dammit.

Change is the only constant

2010-05-27T10:26:00.000-07:00

So I've moved into our spare room that we were using as an office. The relationship didn't work out, but we're still very good friends. I can't say my bate addiction didn't have anything to do with the split, but that wasn't the only reason by any means. We've decided we make better friends than partners. It all seems to be working out well.
On that note, I find myself with a lot more bate time than I've had in a while. I'd say that's one hell of a silver lining.
My mind is focused. My priorities are clear. My penis masturbation is once again in control. Everything else will be secondary from now on.

Getting Back Into the Bate State

2010-05-12T13:09:00.000-07:00

I miss posting and sharing with my fellow bators. I'll have to remedy that soon! The bate goes on...

Sorry for the delay

2009-11-11T10:37:00.000-08:00

Hey bators. Been a bit busy here, lately. Sorry for the lack of updates.

I just finished moving in with my boyfriend a couple weeks ago and we're getting things settled. I've finally been able to get back into a bate routine!
He's also getting used to having a chronic masturbator as a boyfriend. ;) He's been very cool with it and has even edged with me a few times already, which is so hot I can't even tell you! I'm going to start taking some new pics of my bate and get some new vids (hopefully with his help!) for the blog, too.
He's not really comfortable yet with me meeting other masturbators for extended edging sessions in person, but camming is fine so if anyone wants to goon out with me over cam and mic, let me know! (Face to face only, by the way. I like to see my fellow bators.)
I've also spent a lot of my bate time lately at Bateworld. They just got their video chat feature set up and it seems to be great so far. I like being able to openly masturbate on cam without all the questions about what I'm into and if I'm top or bottom. They're bators too, so they already *know* what I'm into and they get it!

More masturbation soon!
Edginguy

Bate pics!

2009-09-25T18:08:00.000-07:00

They're not the greatest, but I got a few shots of my masturbated penis right after i came. I had been edging and gooning for about 3 hours.

You've got to make the time!

2009-09-22T14:01:00.000-07:00

Sometimes it seems like life doesn't want me to edge!
There's been a lot going on the last few days (and weeks) and I've barely had time for my penis. I've been able to squeeze in an hour here and 30 minutes there for a nice stroke session, but it's been almost a week since I was able to get naked, kick back, and get greased up and gooned out on my dong! I'm gonna do whatever I can to make time tonight for my hard cock. I need at least 3 hours of uninterrupted masturbation tonight. My penis NEEDS it! It's rock hard and straining against my pants right now just thinking about it!

I'll try to get some pictures of my bate to post if I don't lose all control!

Fucking peeeenis!
Edginguy

Introductions

2009-09-14T13:52:00.000-07:00

Hey guys. I'm a 34 year old, chronic masturbator.
Let me say that last part again since that's what this blog is about: I'm a chronic, compulsive, addicted, edging masturbator.
Everyone else is blogging about crap, so I thought I'd start blogging about my masturbation addiction and just kind of see where it goes from there.

First of all, I LOVE being a masturbation addict. My penis makes me very happy and if someone came along and said they could make me stop, I honestly wouldn't want them to. I know some people don't understand this kind of thing. That's fine. Some people don't "get" it.
They say everyone masturbates, but still a lot of people don't understand the kind of compulsion I'm talking about. I've met several guys (live and online) this past year that not only understand, but are chronic masturbators like me. For that I feel VERY lucky. Since I'm also a very big exhibitionist, I also feel very lucky that I've gotten so much great attention and feedback about my pictures and videos that I've posted of and about my bate. It's a huge turn on to know that so many guys are stroking to my pics and vids and it really helps to fuel my bate even more! So, thank you, guys! Keep the feedback coming!

I don't want to make these too long so I'll stop this one for now. If I actually get other bators who start reading or following this blog then I'll do my best to keep it updated regularly.

Never stop stroking!