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7/7/2017 Social Holidays and Bate Holidays

3/27/2016 Happy Easter! Writing that reminds me of some graffiti I used to see next to glory holes, before the glory hole police sealed most of them up and found wall making materials that made writing hot graffiti virtually impossible. This notorious and ubiquitous graffiti read, “MY PENIS HAS RISEN AND WILL COME AGAIN!” Somewhat blasphemous but it certainly proclaimed a sentiment most of us glory hole enthusiasts shared.

Yes, it’s holiday time again. I have written on previous holidays, i.e., Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s, and Martin Luther King Day. I missed Valentine’s Day and President’s Day because of my injury, but I’m back writing for this one. And once again I have to draw the distinction between Social Holidays and Bate Holidays. Now I realize that many of you don’t celebrate any social holidays and a social holiday is a Bate Holiday. Unfortunately for some of us this is not true. Social Holidays mean gathering with non-bating family or friends and by inference and implication that means relatively no bating time. And the result is we suffer from deprivation. Our penises mean just as much to us as they do to those of you who are just having another Bating Sunday. Believe me, brothers, those of us who will not find the time to pay proper attention to our throbbing penises today will be with you in spirit today and will more than make up for our lapses today, tomorrow.

These thoughts lead me to contemplate the difference between what I will be beginning on Friday and what is happening today. As those of you who were reading my blog before my accident know, at the beginning of February I had started an experiment in cum denial. For as long as I’ve been a member of BateWorld I have heard of guys going four days or a week or two weeks bating without cumming, only to release a tremendous load of semen after a set or perhaps unexpected period of time. I had kept telling myself I wanted that experience, then I would change my mind at the last moment. I have been a daily bator and cummer for a very long time, so changing this pattern was going to be a really big deal. I started of February 1st cumming as usual and had had bated again on February 2nd. I was looking forward to my first one day cum denial on February 3rd. But on the morning of February 3rd I fell and fractured my hip. I was in the hospital for nine days and when I got out the loss of blood due to the fall, fracture and surgery had left me tremendously anemic. As you know our erections are based on retention of blood in the penis to increase rigidity to give us those lovely boners perfect for masturbation. Some of us use cock rings to maintain penile rigity, anything that increases the pleasure of the bate. Well my anemia resulted in cum deprivation rather than cum denial. But in the last couple of weeks, I’ve been able to have more than one orgasm a day, so I figure I’m ready to start the experiment again. I have targeted April 1st as my start day and this draws my attention once again to the major difference between cum denial and cum deprivation. On occasion we have all had to go for short or extended periods when we did not cum because we did not masturbate. Hard to believe, but I know it’s true. Cum denial is when we do masturbate, almost to orgasm but then for whatever reason we stop and postpone our ejaculation for another time or another day. My understanding is that throughout this period we masturbate as enthusiastically as we would have to the bliss of orgasm but we stop. My plan is to follow the same pattern that I had planned in February: Bate to orgasm one day, stop before orgasm the next and gradually increase the interval by one day until I just can’t go another minute then repeat until I can extend the interval by whatever number of days.

Meanwhile, today being a Social Holiday for me I am going to have to have a cum deprivation day. I plan to have a wonderful orgasm tomorrow, I’ll tell you all about it.

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7/6/2017 - Penis Pleasure Distractions

3/26/2016 – I get distracted so easily. When I approached my computer this morning, I had the intention of getting straight to work. I knew I wanted to get my blog written while I had some quiet time. But I thought, first I’ll just check my e-mails and then get to work. As usual, several exciting e-mails distracted me. First, I have a BateWorld buddy who supplies me with bate fuel every morning. Once I start checking his delicious morsels, my penis starts stirring and the next thing I know he’s lengthening in my hand. I’m sure you also have those moments of distraction. After watching my buddy’s bate and blow job video, I noticed that I had received several comments on my blogs of the past two days so I had to check them out on BateWorld, and you know what happens once you log onto BateWorld. First there were the friend requests, then the messages, then the blog comments. These added to the previous stimuli my penis had received, and in moments pop-ups were springing up inviting me to phone bates or chat bates, which I love. One guy even asked me if I was bating my beautiful (his words, not mine) cock. I responded of course, I mean why else would I be on BateWorld. I played for a little bit but still knew I had this blog to write. Leaving BateWorld for a moment I noticed that I had at least nine new followers on Tumblr and I knew these had to be investigated thoroughly, which usually involves more bating and reblogging of the particularly juicy stuff. Finally, I decided I had played long enough, at least for the moment; it was time to start blogging.

While I was eating my breakfast lazily playing with my chubbing cock I was reading a book I have read cover to cover several times, Reedstream’s masturbation guide called Come Again and Again: a guide to multiple male orgasm. This seems to be the holy grail of male masturbation, actually experiencing an orgasm without ejaculation. I have come to realize that I need an actual in person guide to have this experience. Sometimes I feel I have come close to this but it does not feel as wonderful as a full on wet ejaculation and I think that once we have made the transition from the pre eleven or twelve year old dry boygasm to glorious first release of sperm there are few if any things that equal this experience of total bliss.

I have read about other BateWorld buddies who claim to have bated continuously for more than two days. I don’t think my body, consciousness or penis has the endurance for this kind of continuous masturbation, but the fact is that I think about masturbation all the time. My penis is always begging me for more and I indulge him as often as possible. Masturbation is such a delicious diversion from worries and cares, but nothing feels as good as it does. I have learned that good meditation means getting oneself completely in the present, THE NOW. Isn’t that exactly what masturbation does? It focuses us on the importance of penile pleasure where absolutely nothing else matters. How much better it gets when we get to share it with our BateWorld brothers, coaxing each other to experience deeper bliss as we are united in penis pleasure.

I am so lucky to have found and to be a part of this brotherhood of penis pleasure, I think I better return to where I was before settling down to write this blog. Use my hands to bate my penis instead of typing.

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7/5/2017 - I Love Masturbating

3/25/2016 –So great to be blogging again. I wasn’t sure what to write about today so I decided I write about the joy of masturbation, of penis pleasure and of surfeiting myself with images, thoughts and other masturbatory stimuli to help me stay at an orgasmic threshold throughout the day. My brief experience with cum denial back in February gave me a glimpse of the extended possibilities in a true bator’s life. Now mind you, I have been enjoying penis play since the tender age of three. Once I began rubbing my little boy penis on my pillow and even having those dry boygasms, I knew I could never stop. It just felt too good. I knew it was unlikely that I would find anything like it. Eventually I branched out and involved other boys and men in penis play. First there were the furtive blowjobs, then I discovered fucking while in my junior year in Europe. For years I just considered masturbation as a substitute for sex with other men. Mind you, I still masturbated often between encounters and it always was part of an opportunity with another man or several men when I was in public places like very cruisy hotel Men’s rooms. Before I would fuck a beautiful butt masturbation assisted me in getting ready for entry into that anonymous butt.

Sometimes these encounters were very fulfilling but inevitably they usually left me craving more. After each encounter I was so eroticized that the minute I got home I had to masturbate once again. I could tell I was craving the masturbatory bliss I had had as a child and teen. But it wasn’t until I discovered that there were a lot of men who were just as enthusiastic about masturbation as I was. I was so excited to find a community of men who enjoyed masturbation as much as I did. At first I was just finding likeminded masturbators on Tumblr, then one day a guy who’s Tumblr I was following asked me if I was on BateWorld. My response after saying “No.” was “What is BateWorld?” He explained and I felt like I had come home. Finally the boys with whom I had wanted to play were my new playmates, available any time of the day or night, which was often the times when my penis was ready to come out to play.

I had had many wonderful phone bates during the several years I had been a member of BateWorld. I had often enjoyed the member videos and had submitted my own. Then last year in November I decided one day that I would like to do something I had always wanted to do but never actually had done, to write about my bating sessions. I had heard about guys who had kept records of their bating life in journals with simple statements like, “I masturbated for a half hour today and I shot a massive load.” At first I thought that is what I would do, and I would keep my daily bate record in a blog on BateWorld. I had no expectation that anyone would read my bate records. I was pleasantly surprised when I received responses from other bators who were using my blog as bate fuel. Their responses were fueling my bates. I began to realize the potential of connecting with other men who enjoyed their penises as much as I did mine. My bates became more intense and my blogs expanded in their scope. I gradually realized the power of both the bate and the communication. We were connecting via our penises, our masturbatory bliss, our orgasms and our minds. This was something far beyond my first bate musings.

As I am recommencing my love affair with BateWorld, my penis and my brothers I have realized that my bating life is a lot bigger than I expected. I can proclaim loudly and proudly that I love my penis and I love masturbation. When my mind is not otherwise occupied masturbation is all I can think about. Why not? Nothing else brings me so much pleasure.

7/4/2017 - Resumption of Markjacker’s Blog

3/24/2016 – Restarting my bate blog. I was just looking at my blogs on BateWorld and I saw that the last one I posted was on February 17, 2016. It was my review of Jason Armstrong’s Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator. A couple of days before that I had posted my very depressed blog, noting that I would be interrupting my blogging. As my faithful followers know, I had a very nasty fall which resulted in a fractured hip, something which I had no idea could be so painful and so disruptive. One of the consequences of the fall, the fracture and the subsequent surgery and its longer than expected recovery was the incredible drop in my hematocrit, and the accompanying loss of blood. I was fucking horny all the time but my anemia was interfering with my favorite pastime, MASTURBATING. In ordinary times I rarely had trouble achieving an erection and having one or more orgasms on a given day.

I had made a decision to investigate cum denial as the month of February began. I was proceeding incrementally, adding a cum denial day with each juicy orgasm. The day of the accident was the next increment in which I would try to practice two cum denial days followed by an orgasm day. But the accident interrupted that. I thought that once I got home from the hospital I would at least be able to resume my masturbation practice, but I was having so much difficulty that I decided to stop torturing myself. I got lots of encouragement from my BateWorld brothers but nothing was happening. Then I discovered how terribly anemic my loss of blood had made me. In addition, I was having difficulties with my blood sugars.

Around the beginning of March my libido was on the upswing. Every couple of days I was able to produce a nice load of semen. I was so incredibly grateful to have this function restored to me. Again I got lots of loving encouragement from my BateWorld brothers with many telling me how healing the endorphins produced during orgasm could be for the rest of the body. My bate practice was almost back to normal and I was getting so much better that there were many days in which I had two separate bate sessions each with its own splendid orgasm.

This renewed bate-ability informed me that it was time to return to my cum-denial experiment and to resume my Bate Blogs. I am going to choose April 1st for my resumption of my cum-denial experiment, but I have really missed blogging so here it is. I hope to resume daily blogging as I did before the fall. I welcome any topics on which you would like me to write.

7/3/2017 - A Review of Jason Armstrong’s “Solosexual - A Portrait of a Masturbator”

2/17/2016 – A review of Jason Armstrong’s Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator.

This is a book that all of us could have written, but we didn’t. Jason did. And all of us are the better for it. As I was reading it, I kept thinking, the portion after the colon should be “Soul of a Masturbator” rather than “Portrait,” because in this book “Jason,” apparently not his real name, as he reveals in the last section of the book bares his soul. And I am in no position to judge, my middle name is Mark, I always used it to protect my real identity from those who would want to hurt me or smear me. But I have been just as much of a slut as “Jason” so I think the lady doth protest too much. I’ll bet “Jason” and “Mark” are not the only BateWorld bators who disguise our true identities.

Now let’s get to the meat of “Jason’s” book. It is an incredible tour de force of the paths many of us have taken to get to the full enjoyment of uncontrolled celebratory hedonistic masturbation. “Jason” details the pains of discovering how powerful the pull of the penis is on men of all stripes. It is particularly more difficult for Gay males like “Jason” and “Mark” and so many others. Straight men don’t have to “come out” as anything except to acknowledge their bating practice, once they embrace it. But for Gay men it is even more complicated because in addition to responding to the siren call of his throbbing erect Penis there is also the arousal caused by thoughts or images of other males, hot, nude and erect, such as what may happen in male changing rooms.

“Jason’s” life is further complicated by OCD behavior and the religious guilt complex of feeling shame after the simple act of masturbation. I too had that “best little boy in the world feeling” running up against the desperate need to masturbate. I would look at my grace filled photo of my First Communion and wish I could get back to the feelings of purity I felt that photo exuded. How ridiculous, I had been masturbating to delicious dry boygasms since I was three but would never admit to them in confession. My life was a terrific lie. “Jason’s” issues were slightly different than mine.

The book is organized in a very scattered style. Sometimes he is describing personal bate experiences, his hook-ups, his solosexual rituals, his BateWorld experiences. Sometimes he is waxing philosophical about things other than masturbation. He delves into the meaning of male sexuality per se. I think this is a very important topic for men who not only love to masturbate, and who doesn’t? But also the access of the deep meaning of male sexuality as revealed in the celebration of male masturbatory practices and the embrace of the power of the physicality of masculinity and masturbation. I think one of the most beautiful things about the brotherhood of masturbators is the encouragement and enthusiasm with which we help our brothers to achieve maximum orgasm. We not only celebrate our own orgasms, but those of all our brothers.

One of my favorite things that “Jason” explores is the dichotomy of good and bad revolving around the subject of male masturbation and the moment we are able to move away from feeling bad about our masturbatory practices and seeing them as evil and Satanic and are able to celebrate in worship the goodness and wholeness of pure masturbatory pleasure. God made us horny men but society and religion and women have tried to shame us into subservience to a mindset of sinfulness around masturbation. Once we men cross that line and are able to celebrate and treasure the moment we can participate in pure masturbatory bliss, how blessed we are, and this cannot come from evil or sin or Satan. I believe that God gave us masturbation as a path to contact Him.

The one thing I do not like about “Jason’s” book is his incessant mention of whiskey and cigarettes and filth. I have been sober for some years and I do not believe that these substances would improve my masturbatory pleasure; in fact I think they would be a barrier.

Many times while reading “Jason’s” book I wanted to take him in my arms and cradle the hurt little boy he so unashamedly presents. I wanted to make him feel better about his beautiful self and soul. How brave he was to write and publish this book, it is truly a gift to us all. When I mentioned his book in one of my blogs he contacted me and told me that he did not want to influence my opinion, and I told him I would strive to be objective and honest. I hope he is still looking forward to reading my review.

7/3/2017 - Bate Denial versus Cum Denial

2/14/2016 – Happy Valentine’s Day to you, your penis and your loving hand. Give your penis an extra tender squeeze from me. While I was in the hospital I watched a program on Comedy Central, a kind of game show where the contestants had to answer questions about how guys who weren’t in relationships would spend this day. The four men, obviously masturbators, made fun of us Bators. In spite of their kinship with us and masturbation, they just didn’t get how powerful solo sexual behavior can be. Until you cross the line we have crossed you will not get it. True Batordom is about pleasure, not just orgasm. And this brings me to my subject today. Bate Denial is very different from Cum Denial.

Before my accident and the subsequent fracture of my hip, I was engaged in a Cum Denial Experiment. It was going very well. I had experienced the first joys of Cum Denial. The subsequent eroticism of bating without orgasm, stopping just before the semen is released had left me at a higher plateau, and it was wonderful. I shot my first Cum Denial load the afternoon before my accident. Then something completely different happened – Bate Denial. Cum Denial still includes wonderful bate sessions just no orgasm. Bate Denial implies just that – no bating, and this is truly awful. Once we have rescinded the taboos on regular, chronic, obsessive bating, our penises become acclimated to this delicious and necessary practice, indulgence, lifestyle.

True Bating is just that, an expression of male sexuality as a lifestyle, and once we start there is no going back. BATORS NEED TO BATE. This is why I am contrasting these two experiences of abstinence. When I am in the midst of Cum Denial, I feel no abstinence, simply heightened awareness of penile sensitivity, a deeper sense of what it is to be a sexual male. When I am in Bate Denial, my manhood is repressed and I feel empty. I am so grateful to be a BateWorld Bator, I can’t wait to my return to fully uninhibited bating.

7/2/2017 - What Happened to Markjacker’s Blog?

2/13/2016 – Dear Blog Readers, I am so sorry I haven’t been able to post since 2/2. I was right in the middle of a cum denial experiment. I had just orgasmed on 2/2 and was starting the next increment in the experiment with a two day interval between shots. My plan was to bate without orgasm Wednesday and Thursday followed by a big blast on Friday. You know what they say, “The best laid plans of mice and men oft times go astray.” And this Wednesday, February 3, 2016 they did. As I was leaving my building heading for the bus to take me to the Y, I slipped and fell on my right hip, and fractured my hip. Never have I experienced such pain. I was taken by ambulance to the hospital where an immediate trip to X-ray showed how bad the fracture was. I finally had surgery on Friday night and began physical therapy the next day. But then there were some complications and I had two small heart attacks which lengthened my hospital stay. I got back home today for a somewhat arduous recovery. Nonetheless I was able to masturbate as often as I was left alone, thinking of my many BW buddies. I had to drop the cum denial experiment not having the porn or the connections that I have at home. I nonetheless did experience several orgasms but nothing like I have with my buddies. I was not able to keep up with my reading in Jason’s book, so the anticipated review will still have to wait. But I am so happy to be able to post my blog again and to resume my cum denial experiment. I am still confirmed in pursuing greater excellence in bating and I look forward to continuing the cum denial experiment. Hope to see and hear from all of you soon.

7/1/2017 - Cum Denial Experiment - Day 2

2/2/2016 – Happy Groundhog Day, did your penis see his shadow? What a great shadow it would have been. I intend to do two things with today’s blog since today is the only day where it’s all about the two. The first will be a cum-denial update. The second will be a review of Liam Forrest’s Bate Mates.

I am so glad I made my commitment to experiment with cum-denial a public one. I’m being held accountable by many BateWorld buddies including one who promised to accompany and support me, but his one caveat was that I had to keep my side of the bargain or the deal was off. So far I’ve been able to keep my semen safe in my nuts. If you have read the last couple of blogs, you know that I’m taking baby steps into the pool of cum-denial. My plan has been to increase the days between orgasms by one each cum-denial period until I reach the maximum my penis and testicles can handle. I should also tell you that this is not the first time I have gone for a day or more with masturbating to orgasm, (I mean who hasn’t) what is different this time is that I am engaging in the same masturbatory practice I have been doing for years but I am choosing not to have an orgasm. This is totally new.

While bating yesterday I soldiered on pleasuring my penis struggling not to fire my semen until I could not take another minute. I usually take a bath after masturbating and shooting, it’s very relaxing. Like always, I took my bath but my penis and testicles were so sensitive I couldn’t resist stroking both. If testicular bating is hot after orgasm, testicular bating after a long cum-denial session is incredible. I think with a few more passes on the testicles I could have shot just from that. Thank God I had made both a verbal and written commitment or today would be Day 1 again instead of Day 2.

When I was in the steam room at the Y this morning my penis was even more irresistible. He so desperately wanted to shoot. It was even more of a struggle than it had been in the tub last night. My penis has been on my mind all day today and totally focused on this afternoon’s bate with orgasm. I can hardly wait, but I want to edge as long as possible until the fireworks. There is a temptation to depart from the planned schedule and try to go another day, though I’ll never know what I have been missing for so long if I don’t follow through with my plan. So, this is what I’m anticipating: starting my bate shortly after completing this blog, doing some phone bating with a brother who has volunteered to be my coach and team mate who will both encourage and bate and shoot with me. I am so excited I can barely stand it.

Now the review of Liam Forrest’s Bate Mates.

First let me state that since Liam’s book was paired with Jason Armstrong’s Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator, I expected something very similar. They both have masturbation as their primary subject however where Jason’s book presents itself as an exploration of the complexities of male masturbation and his own path, (btw, I haven’t finished Jason’s book yet) Liam’s book is a sort of novella. Bate Mates focuses on two characters, one character has the author’s voice who calls himself Jim, the other is a supposedly straight masturbator named Ryan. Jim and Ryan have become acquainted with each other much the way we do on skype or the video chat room on BateWorld, but they have never met face to face. Then somehow, the manner of contact before arrival is not clear, but Ryan, having broken up with his girlfriend, knocks on Jim’s door. Ryan is provocatively dressed and Jim is relaxing at home in shorts. Seeing Ryan, Jim gets boned and Ryan notices. Both of them get very aroused and one thing leads to another, they strip, put on some porn and start bating. Now Mr. Forrest does a much more detailed description of each of the very hot bodies and cocks of the two masturbators, but there is something phony about the whole thing. One of my blog followers complained about my beloved Dad/Son Nifty stories because all the hot boys have chiseled abs and green eyes. This is one of the feelings I had about Liam’s story. The guys are just way too hot, the situation a little far-fetched. I guess I’d have to say that I really liked Bate Mates but in some ways it just seemed like a better than average Nifty masturbation story that I had to purchase from Amazon. I’m glad I did, but I was expecting more. First of all I thought I’d get more than one story. Then, from someone who seems to be a very good writer, I thought I’d get a more believable story. The truth is I am unable to write fiction. If it hasn’t happened to me I won’t write it. I have published a number of bate and hook-up stories on Nifty. I’ve also published a number of non-fiction books and I am aware of the chutzpah it takes to put pen to paper and get your stuff in print. Congratulations Mr. Forrest, I did enjoy your book.

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6/30/2017 - Cum Denial Experiment - Day 1

2/1/2016 – It’s February First and the first day of my cum-denial experiment. I have thought of virtually nothing else all day. I feel like a high school boy at his first dance. My penis is so excited, partially basking in the glow of yesterday’s bate and orgasm, partially anxiously anticipating and wondering what my penis will do when I don’t let him shoot. I hear the first days of cum-denial are the most challenging. Many of my BateWorld buddies, who read my blog yesterday, have offered me encouragement and support. Some have welcomed me to a new dimension of bating which I will not discover until I take this plunge. Others, on a completely different wavelength, are concerned that I am engaging in self-torture. I hope not. What I really want is to discover is why other BateWorld men find the true batehole by engaging in cum-denial. The thing that is different this time is that I have decided to put my commitment in writing rather than just dream and ruminate about it and continually find excuses why I want to give in to my boyish craving for orgasm.

As I face the unknown I am excited and scared. Some of my BW buddies have told me I will be thinking about my penis all the time, but I already do. Still, I am sure I have quite a bit more to learn. I told you about learning about Jason Armstrong’s book, Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator, and the other book recommended with it, Liam Forrest’s Bate Mates. I also told you that I would be reviewing them once I had finished reading them. Well the Forrest book is really short and I probably will re-read it and then write my review. The other one is much longer but it is already getting interesting buzz from bators on Tumblr.

The reason I mention these books again is that they have brought home to me something so obvious yet something it took a long time to realize. As a Gay man, for the longest time I thought exhibitionist masturbation was the province of the Gay community almost exclusively. Gradually, through my BateWorld friendships with men of all orientation stripes I have discovered that while a large majority of BateWorld members identify as Gay, we are not in a room by ourselves. I think every boy who discovers what he can do when his dick gets hard never forgets the extraordinary pleasure derived from this very masculine activity. But the thing that drove it home to me is in Bate Mates. Forrest describes an event with a guy who has just broken up with his girlfriend. The break-up guy is hot and his Gay friend can’t hide his erection when break-up guy arrives with a bad case of blue-balls. Long story short, they end up getting very turned-on be each other, strip and then stroke each other’s cock. The story is well written and incredibly hot but the lesson I learned from it had been staring me in the face all the time: Male Masturbation Bonding is the most egalitarian form of sex there is. In the moment the men may identify themselves as solosexuals but it is in the common pleasuring of their own and each other’s penis that they achieve orgasms unlike any they have had before. It is because we are equal as male masturbators that no one is in a dominant of superior position. And to me this is what makes mutual masturbation so beautiful.

I am not sure where my cum-denial experiment is going to take me, but so far every masturbatory experience I have had has wildly exceeded my expectations. I look forward to learning more and more and enjoying it more and more.

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6/29/2017 - Cum Denial Experiment

1/31/2016 – Before I begin today’s blog I wanted to bring two items to your attention. Yesterday, when I was scanning the BateWorld feed, I noticed a post about a book recently published on Kindle call Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator, by Jason Armstrong. Of course, it immediately piqued my interest and I went immediately to my Kindle to purchas the book. While I was making my purchase, Amazon thought I might be interested in another book of similar content called Bate Mate, by Liam Forrest. I did not hesitate to purchase it as well. I have started reading both and as I finish each I will write reviews on separate blogs, so stay tuned.

In the meanwhile, it’s time to get to today’s blog topic. As long as I’ve been bating on BateWorld I’ve been seeing posts about cumulative days of cum-denial. My interest has been captured by each, but I haven’t been able to bring myself to try it. Last year I wrote about setting the date of January 1st to begin the experiment, but it came and went without even trying. So as tomorrow is February 1st, the start of a new month I am making a commitment to begin the cum-denial experiment. I am going to do my usual Sunday afternoon bate session today; BateWorld chat and videos, drooling over Tumblr cock and then the grand finale with cum blast while reading a Dad/Son story on Nifty, and then I will be ready to begin my cum-denial experiment.

I’m putting it in my blog as a way of concretizing my commitment to really trying this time. When I don’t make a decision about something like this it is difficult for me to follow through with it. So here, before all my BateWorld brothers, I am promising you that I will do this. Since boyhood nothing has been more important to me than achieving the holy orgasm, so I know that practicing cum-denial is going to be a real challenge. We’ll see if I am up to it. I hope so. I want to cross this threshold and find that special bator bliss that can only be achieved by pursuing the practice of cum-denial.

My plan is to begin with baby steps. I fully intend to bate to orgasm today after a least a two hour session of edging close to ponr then backing off and reaching another ponr until I run out of time, then I fully anticipate an excellent sloppy orgasm. But tomorrow the experiment begins. I’ll set myself a time limit and bate until the gong sounds and then I’ll stop, no matter how close I come to orgasm, no matter how desperate my penis is to shoot. I’ll tell him he’s going to have to wait 24 hours and then I’ll allow him to have his reward. Then the next day it’s back into cum-denial mode and I’ll increase by one day after each orgasm. When I cum is back to square one again. We’ll see how firm my commitment is to this plan. My intention is to devote each blog to the experience I have while bating and not bating until I achieve what my experiment in cum-denial is designed to find. I ask for your help, support, suggestions and encouragement as I embark on this new phase of my bator life.

6/28/2017 - Jacking versus Bating

1/30/2016 – The title of this blog may have confused some of the newer members of our bating fraternity. What is the difference between a guy who furtively, quickly, secretively and guiltily jacks off, the WAY many of us did before finding communities like BateWorld and the men who have found satisfaction and devotion in dedicated bating?

Well, I think I almost answer the question in stating it. For so many of us for so long we were in a battle with our penises and our basic acceptance of what it means to be a man and what it means to embrace the completeness of our masculinity in the noble erections that sometimes are spontaneous and sometimes are inspired or desired from our love of masturbation. How often as shamed young men would we try to swear off jacking off, telling ourselves that it was the act of an immature boy who would eventually graduate to “real” sex with a partner, dreaming that that partner would share our enthusiasm and lust for sex, only to find that the other person’s sexuality was much less than our own, and then having to find solace with our own hand, and then be embarrassed and ashamed immediately upon orgasm. This reminds me of a definition of eternity I heard long ago: “Eternity is the time between when you cum and your trick leaves.” In a way, jacking off is like tricking, we feel so empty after each.

I am sure that the seasoned members of BateWorld don’t have to be told about the change that happens when we fully accept and embrace the reality that for us bating is a practice that takes time, dedication and acceptance that this is the way we are. Masturbation is a lifestyle. We are hardly ever not thinking about our penises and the pleasure we derive from extended edging sessions, cum-denial in order to care the unsatisfied bate energy with us when we return to associating with the ordinary world. When we are not bating we are thinking of the next one. BateWorld has become a kind of bating sanctuary where men support, encourage and coach men to find their true uninhibited masturbator, naked erect and rampant. This is a path to extraordinary experiences, plateaus of bate ecstasy we did not think we or our penises were capable of experiencing. It is unlikely that simply jacking off will ever achieve such heights of pleasure. There are few things as wonderful as being involved in a phone or skype bate in which you and your buddy ride such an extended wave of bating pleasure that you keep trying to find each other’s orgasmic threshold all the time holding the point of no return at bay as long as possible.

These are some of the ways that bating is different, and I think so much better than just jacking off. Remember, jacking off is what allowed us to find the amazing pleasures available to us. I encourage all the new guys to continue seeking higher plateaus of bating pleasure, the sky is the limit. Bate on Boys!

6/27/2017 - The Penis Is in Charge

1/29/2016 – After yesterday’s blog post I had been struggling to find a topic for today’s blog. A BateWorld buddy responding to yesterday’s post agreed with my premise, since joining BateWorld he too found himself wanting to bate throughout the day, and didn’t just think about it, he said he frequently puts hand to penis no matter where he is. He even spoke about seeing another man in a restaurant toying with his hardening cock while sitting by himself. My BW buddy was drawn to him and could not keep himself from stroking his own meat, discreetly, while enjoying the other man’s discreet pleasuring. His story reminded me of the Nifty Dad/Son stories where the boys can’t resist “showing off.” I love those stories.

But all the above has been simply prologue. I thought about writing about a masturbation experiment I plan to start on Monday but then another topic came to me out of the blue, or should I say, out of my jock? Typically, my gym workout begins with a short bike ride on one of the “Y’s” stationary bikes, and then I go on to other exercises. I once tried to do this wearing only my loose shorts and free balling under my shorts, but the constant repetitive motion got my cock so hard that I had to hide my hard-on. I am sure some would have appreciated it, but not all, I could even have had my membership cancelled. So since then I always wear a jock. Usually I am so absorbed in what I am reading on my Kindle that my penis is peacefully napping. Today it was Michael Lewis’ The Big Short. Today, however, was different, despite the fact that my penis was safely ensconced in my comfortable jockstrap, I felt him making his presence known. I could feel him getting harder and harder. It felt great but was quite distracting. I wanted to pull him out and start bating right on the bike. This delightful event brought home a fact of which I have become acutely aware: Penises are very powerful. It is exactly what my BateWorld buddy wrote me this morning when he recounted his restaurant adventure.

I am sure I am telling you something that you already know, but I think it’s important to state it in print. I have heard that many women get annoyed with male testosterone driven behavior and accuse us of thinking with our “small heads.” I feel this accusation has to be addressed head on. Once we overcome our masturbatory guilt, fear and shame that has been heaped on us for millennia and appreciate what incredible organs we have swinging between our legs, we get to surrender to the power of the penis. I mean after all they are our organs of regeneration and the very act of our continuous cell division replicating our DNA is the driver of reproduction. And whether we are Straight or Gay, or simply polymorphous perverse, out penises and testicles are always ready to participate in an act that may or may not be reproductive and so our smaller head is really in charge and we let the big one work for the smaller one. The manly cock calls the shots. It is not an accident that our penises are in charge. I think the amazing thing is that it takes participation in a community like BateWorld to discover the true importance of following our penises lead and giving in to the overwhelming Power of the PENIS.

6/26/2017 - Striving For the Perfect Bate

1/28/2016 – The more time I spend on BateWorld, the better my bating skills become. The more I pleasure my penis gets the more my penis demands pleasure of me. A couple of weeks ago I wrote about testicular bating, a practice I discovered while taking a bath after a long and invigorating bate session. I had shot my load, I thought I was done for the day, but my penis had other ideas. Since then I have discovered another practice which I find equally pleasurable. I have read and heard from men who spend a lot more time in a session than I do, some up to 8 10 12 and 16 hours in one day. Typically my bate sessions run from two to four hours, but the excitation of the penile nerves makes my penis much more sensitive so that throughout a given day I typically want to stroke my cock even if I do not want to have a full on dedicated bate session. Now let me explain, in order to have what I call a dedicated bate session, everything has to be just right. First of all there can be no pending obligations, such as appointments, or meals or dog walking or visitors. Before I sit in front of my computer naked with my cockrings Albolene and whatever else I need to start the bate I have to take care of all the other necessities so that my bate time can be free of any other distractions. Once these things are out of the way I can concentrate 100% on my penis, stroking him, edging him, giving him all the things he has come to expect from me, I am allowed to progress on the road to becoming a master bator.

But then there are the times when I can’t have everything perfect for the perfect bate. Those are the times when my penis is like a small puppy demanding my attention. As I wrote in my blog about Penis Awareness, I think cognizance of our wonderful male members is something we have all our lives, but once we make the leap from jacking off simply to let off steam and semen, and become hardcore dedicated bators, dedicated to penis, masturbation and whatever Priapic symbol we follow, once we allow ourselves to accept the reality that we are masturbators and that being masturbators will involve a much greater investment in time and devotion, something changes. This wonderful skill we developed as boys takes on a new importance; mature men become teenagers in mind and penis once again.

The implication proceeding from this is that we are no longer reticent to pleasure our penises no matter where we are: perhaps toying with our cocks while we’re having a meal, or driving, or riding public transportation. If we have the right office set up we can indulge our penile obsession while working. Lazily we stimulate our semi-hard cocks while sitting in steam rooms, or lying in bed, or watching television. We eventually get to the point where no situation is so solemn that we can’t stroke our favorite body part, not to orgasm, but to that little increase in sensation which acts as a harbinger for the dedicated bate session when the opportunity presents itself.

I spoke about penises being like rambunctious puppies. Puppies are irresistible and so are our penises. So when we can’t indulge them fully, like puppies, we give them a little attention. We pet, rub and pat puppies. Likewise we gently stroke our penises showing them when we have the time we will fully pleasure them. These behaviors have allowed me to appreciate the penis I have been given more and more each day.

6/25/2017 - Priapic Rites 1/27/2016 – First of all, I want to apologize to all my readers who struggled through yesterday’s blog post. I placed a text from Wikipedia at the beginning and it screwed the whole post up. If anyone is interested, when I checked to see if I got any responses this morning and saw none I thought something had happened. Then I opened the blog and noticed how dreadfully unreadable it was. I tried to reformat it and the edit is a little bit better, but I won’t make that mistake twice. Yesterday’s blog was about the amazing deity patron of penises, erections and masturbation, Priapus, and I suspect many of you worship at his altar daily, I know I do. Today’s blog is about what I have been able to discover about Priapus’ worship services, ancient and modern. Priapus according to some traditions is said to be the son of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, and Dionysus, the god of wine and revelry, so who is surprised that their son became the patron deity of male genitalia, THE PENIS AND TESTICLES AND PROSTATE. If you know anything about the Dionysian revels, you know that they were an annual festival in ancient Greece where, after getting very inebriated they indulged in a no holds barred orgy. Now, how did Priapus factor into those revels? Well as the deity charged with making sure the penises were fully erect, he had his hands full, literally. But there was a very sad aspect of his fate. Because he had been involved in the Judgement of Paris whereby Paris was given the task of choosing which goddess among Athena, Hera and Aphrodite, was the most beautiful, Priapus, not Paris was punished. After each of them had offered Paris fabulous gifts he chose Aphrodite who promised him Helen of Troy, the wife of Menelaus, the king of Sparta. The disruption of Menelaus’ marriage when his wife Helen was abducted which caused the Trojan War. The resulting punishment for Priapus was he was condemned to have his exceptional penis in permanent erection but he could never have an orgasm. From this disaster medical science has adopted a derivative of his name, priapism, as the Cialis ads say, “For an erection lasting more than four hours, seek medical attention.” As many Bateworld brothers say, “four hours is just getting started.” Because Priapus was charged with the protection of the male genitalia it seems that his rites also involve anointing penises, (wish I could have gotten that job, might even have had to use my mouth during the anointing). Anyway, despite the fact that Christianity superseded Paganism and Pagan ritual, it must be remembered that the actual meaning of the word pagan is rural and in the rural areas pagan practices, if not actual religion, persisted. In the late 18th century, Sir William Hamilton served as the British ambassador to Naples, to the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies. He was a major collector. Susan Sontag wrote a wonderful book about him called The Volcano Lover. In the book she details his collecting obsession, his trophy second wife, Emma, and her salacious affair with Admiral Horatio Nelson, the hero of the Battle of Trafalgar. But the thing that makes Sir William germane to today’s blog is that in his wanderings in the countryside around Naples he discovered that the old pagan rites of Priapus were still being practiced in the countryside, but they had been Christianized and were celebrated on the feast of Saints Cosmas and Damian on September 27th. These two saints who were twin physicians who assumed the healer role of Priapus and so in Sir William’s time on the feast day, men who were having penile problems (erectile dysfunction?) would present their exposed penises to the priest so he could anoint them - must have been very hot to attend Mass on that very special day and I’m not talking about the weather. But the story doesn’t end there. The Rites of Priapus persist and not just on BateWorld. In researching this subject I discovered the Church of St. Priapus in Montreal. There is an incredible series of stories in the Adult/Youth section of Nifty called “The Church of the Holy Seed. St. Priapus in Montreal describes a service very similar to “The Church of the Holy Seed” where semen is worshiped and fathers coach their sons for wild bacchanalian masturbatory revels which conclude with each boy sucking his father’s cock, sounds like a winner to me. I hope you have had no trouble reading this and I hope you are worshiping Priapus and your own penis as you read this. Comments are always welcome. riapic Rites

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