Reflections on the First Northwest Cock Summit by the ‘bating sexologist, Dr. Jallen Rix

I had no idea how successful a Cock Summit would be in the Great Northwest. Sure, there’re lots of ‘bators up there, but would they be interested in gathering in the woods for a weekend of jackin’ off. The answer is: yes! We ended up with 32 guys (a squarely average number in respects to the other Summits) cumming together just outside of Portland in a beautiful cabin retreat along the Clacamas River.

The new retreat center that espouses itself as the first sex-positive retreat location in the Western states is just getting started, and they bent over backwards to provide safe space, great food, and even a large cock for our altar. No really, one of the owners showed up half-way through the weekend with a large metal visage of a rooster painted in rainbow colors! She placed it on our altar (below) and we all applauded… and then we went back to our own cocks.

It was a new experience to have one of the owners and some of the kitchen staff identify as female. At first, I assumed some of our participants would have a problem with a woman catching a glance at their “pee-pees.” But, like the retreat center professed, this was a sex-positive environment for everyone. When the owners made that clear from the start, everyone was at ease seeing a woman every once in a while. In fact, a couple of the guys said it felt really great to have some female energy around. It even felt healing for some of them to be their sexy, ‘bating selves, and oh… that woman passing through doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, if anything, she kinda wishes she had a dick to join in the fun. Kewl!

The weather was pleasant the whole time, though not warm enough to take advantage of the river. Still, some guys got in rafts, and I heard there was a nice ‘bate session down by the river. It rained one night but did not interrupt the festivities; there was even a ‘bate around the campfire.

I am always pretty anxious to get the weekend started. Planes arriving (and delays), guys unhooking from work, showing up and not quite sure what they are getting into. Unexpected obstacles can raise my anxiety, but once we got into orientation, my ‘bator brother participants embraced the experience with pretty good ease. I have wonderful memories of couples opening up to bating in groups for the first time. This quote came from a first-time couple (BM2013 on bateworld): “My husband and I didn’t really know what to expect when we arrived at Cock Summit, but suffice it to say that we were pleasantly surprised! Both of us had a great time and jumped right in when we arrived, though we started off slowly. We left the weekend wanting more, but definitely closer to ourselves and each other and no concerns or regrets. We’ll most certainly be back for more!”

I admired a couple of guys who had just met at the Summit, but they kept the spirit of the weekend in mind without disappearing to be alone. No, they shared their new connection, smack-dab right in the middle of the action for everyone to enjoy. Pretty much anyone could walk up to a scene and participate, or create a scene of their own.

We had the widest range of ages yet, from 22 years old to someone in their seventies. We had African-American, Asian, British, older guys, straight-curious, couples, first-timers, twinks, fearies, show-offs, satyrs, bears, and otters —Oh, my! We had guys trying new things, and guys who had very clear boundaries. “Thank you for taking care of yourselves!” It was ‘batin’ hot to see them interact, to respectfully touch, and get downright piggy with each other. I think I was the most free I have ever been at a retreat I was facilitating.

Personally, I’m trying to expand my vocabulary in ‘bating experiences. Sure, I can facilitate a self-pleasuring circle, but usually at some point, I try to shut up and let the experience evolve any way it likes. I’m also realizing that throwing in a few choice words, like, “Yeah brothers, love your cock like it’s your bestest constant companion!” can be really freeing. It can give others permission to say something too. It can bring the focus back to the pleasure when our minds start getting critical. And it can be just plain nasty talking about our yummy sticky, pulsing crotch rockets!

So when it comes to the 2019 Cock Summits (dates and locations to be determined), I’m gonna push myself just a little bit more and say, “Okay brothers, take your cock in your hand and slowly, luxuriously make that thang feel incredible!”