Men masturbate, that is a fact. Some more than others, and for some, like myself, it is a deeper, more intense experience. It is an art.
I am Bateworld member Jaxz and I’m an avid bator. I’m a student of psychology and wanted to dive into the subculture of all things male masturbation, the oldest act of self-love.
Here is a bit of history, personal experience, and what I have discovered to be the greatest pleasure.
Welcome to a culture that is unbeknownst to the public.
More than just an activity that males do behind closed doors. Male masturbation began sometime in the 4th millennium, In Ancient Egypt when performed by a god it could be considered as a creative or magical act. The Egyptian god Atum was believed to create the universe by masturbating to ejaculation. That little piece of research shows me that masturbation is more than just a quick fix to pleasure. There is true art to this culture and a peaceful way to enjoy oneself on another spiritual level.
As a bator I feel there is a duty to create art from masturbation. To release my energy and universe a manly essence if you will.
Now that I gave a little background of bate culture and what I endure let move on to my experiences.
Growing up learning about bate was of course at an early age I think 11 years old. The first time I masturbated I fell in love with it. Honestly could not get enough. Then again what else can you get from a horny preteen that was extremely hormonal. I often watched pornographic material, everything I mostly did had to be me ejaculating.
As I grew in my teenage years I always wondered if there were men who got together and flaunted their penises and masturbated together. I have been looking every which way and yet could not find anything. It wasn’t until I hooked up with my now ex-boyfriend when we bated together, I felt that it was so natural, and I wanted more guys to join more participation. I looked even harder, still nothing to come by. Yet I did not give up.
All of my porn searches were masturbation material; other men masturbating. I like the strokes of a man’s penis, the body, heavy breathing, and of course the wonderful bliss of the end. I wanted to become so much more than a single bator and not just deal with penetration in the gay lifestyle. I loved ejaculation so much I began masturbating in public places to get a rush feel. The thrill of getting caught is always an amazing turn on for most bators. Of course with safety and caution to not actually get caught, who wants to deal with those repercussions. Knowing you could get caught but when it ends you have successfully mastered you bate to an exponential level.
Since I moved to Florida, the search was in high demand and still am in search for a group bate or circle jerk. I wanted to enjoy and be enjoyed by the birthright of phallus. Though I know this seems very vague, I do not know how else to explain my joy and experience. I wanted more out of masturbation – I wanted to try something new, maybe even something fresh to me. By this time, I outgrew publicity but wanted to enjoy more porn, more masturbation, every chance I got I was bating. But let’s move onto something even deeper in my experience.
Not even a full year in Florida, I was dying for something new still watching pornography I stumbled upon watching a guy using nitrates or the popular term “poppers” and watched him have an overwhelming orgasm. I figured to myself why not! I went to the adult store and bought a bottle of them and yet I could not get the orgasm the guy had.
It wasn’t until I had watched a popper training video a few times that it happened. Later I learned on the web other men called these orgasms “goongasms.” It took me about a week and a half to master a goongasm and it was so intensely wicked! I loved the rush and the weakness propelled onto me as I released my “energy” in my window in the living room. I enjoyed my rush. I loved it so much.
I then discovered Bateworld and got into online bate groups because I could not find anything in person. I was introduced to so much gooning, meaning to lose yourself in your bate. I also experienced drooling and babbling out of control because I was so high from the poppers and I was letting my penis take control.
Masturbation is a form of art.
My bate brothers officially indicted me into the brotherhood of masturbators. A social group where rejected men gay or straight can expose their inhibitions freely. I became so much more than a masturbator. I got so good at popper bating, going deeper with myself, eding, I wanted to be one professionally. I know, sounds kind of lame right?
Furthermore, after I mastered my ability of using poppers, I learned to explore even more by publicly exposing my art of masturbation online, watching like-minded men live and in videos. I got the pleasure of meeting more popper bators online than regular bators. There is normally sometimes music but mostly videos of porn and there is a lot of verbal sometimes. Like dong, stroke, penis, bate, pull, sperm, etc. Most likely people get lost and that is the joy in it all. Call it a common ground. There is a true difference between jacking off and masturbating.
I had someone say to me that it is like playing video games with other players. Which I can agree with, it is like video games on the Atari. All of these components include being part of a bond. I like to think of a bate brotherhood is a very good social group because it really does touch a real beyond the physical. We all talk and express emotions as well as what our interests are outside of masturbation. However, during bate events we forget everything about everything and whip them out until ejaculation has occurred. Some people do leave afterwards, some stay for the clean-up and talk about whatever is on our minds.
Though we have no shame in what we do because we love ourselves and self-pleasure, we always know there is another world out there that will accept us sexually. We enjoy the art of masturbation more because it’s relaxing and more pleasing for one-self.
Written by Bateworld member Jaxz
Hi Jaxz,
I’m raincityjack on BW. Thanks for sharing your story! It sounds like you never got to experience IRL shared bate and while it’s almost impossible to find in 2020, there are many, many JO clubs around the world, and many of us actually travel to enjoy them (I call it masturbation tourism). There is at least one JO club in your state and many up the Eastern seaboard, as well as a handful on the West Coast and man in between. Also, Healthy Friction normally hosts a weekend of masturbation a couple of times a year in Ft. Lauderdale. Those are probably the most hard-core bator-appropriate gatherings.
And of course, my own club, Rain City Jacks in Seattle, expect to be resuming events in mid-2021, depending on the nation’s progress in responding responsibly to the pandemic. We have long welcomed like-minded men from all over the world.
Once the worst of COVID is behind us, I hope you will continue to pursue your dream of gathering with your fellow men in meat space and exploring how that is a unique and powerful experience of its own. Just look for the “JACK OFF CLUBS” link in the Bator Blog!
Cheers,
Paul | Seattle
The Heart of Jacks Project
Thank jaxz … is there a club in Australia or my state of Queensland?
Beautiful piece, Jaxz. I love the philosophy of cock stroking as art and worship. And I agree, this practice is deeply rooted in mythology and mysticism. Like Paul I too offer a safe container for men to experience this transformational approach to masturbation. My Tantric Bodywork workshops and edging events will hopefully resume this summer in Seattle. For info please visit my Twitter @powersofman1 or http://www.powersofman.com.
We are fortunate in Seattle to have both Rain City Jacks and my events. I hope you guys were inspired by Jaxz’s piece and create offerings like these in your own cities. Men need this in order to thrive.✌️
I am fascinated by our subculture and its indicia individually.
As to the title to this piece, I comment to add that I hope we remain an unknown subculture. “Known” and “understood” are very different states of mind.
I am fascinated by our subculture and its indicia individually.
As to the title to this piece, I comment to add that I hope we remain an unknown subculture. “Known” and “understood” are very different states of mind.