It’s 1am. I’m waiting on my porch for a guy to come over to bate with me for the first time.

He’s been coming into the bar I work at a lot lately. His friends are all straight, but I’m not so sure about him. When he comes in I get the feeling he’s there cuz he wants to see me. I had heard that that he used to fuck one of the female bartenders there, but a couple of times when nobody else was around, he’s blurted out to me, “You’re so cute.” So one time when it was just the two of us alone at the bar, I asked him, “Are you bi?” to which he replied, “I am when I have to be.” So, I was intrigued…

I asked him for more clarification. He answered, “I’m into whatever’s hot.” Our minds were in sync. We could not have whipped our phones out any faster to get each other’s numbers.

From that point on, whenever he comes into my bar, we say, “What’s up?” “How’s work?” and that kind of thing in front of his friends. We give each other these special nods and smiles cuz we have a little secret going on that nobody else knows about. Cuz now after the bar closes, we lie in our separate beds texting each other back and forth, finding out that we are both secretly into bating.

It’s 1am. He said he’ll be here in ten minutes. I’m on my porch now, waiting for him to walk over. I can’t fucking wait to find out what bating with him is going to be like. I’ve seen pics of his cock. Vids of him stroking. Vids of him getting sucked and fucking. But there’s that question hanging around in my mind: What’s it going to be like in person? I’ve shown him all my best pics and vids, some circle jerks and 1-on-1 bate session pics. I’m sure he’s wondering what it will be like to see and handle my cock in real life.

I told him about BateWorld. He says he’s not on it yet. He wants to try bating with someone first. He’s always wanted to and he’s definitely interested in group circle jerks. I told him I’m a good coach, I can usher him into the World of Bating.

I always put on a porn to get my mutual bate sessions started. Part of mutual masturbation for me is trying to recapture the fun I had doing it with my friends when I was younger. The porn is there for us to relieve the tension, for us to enjoy together, to discuss the performers’ bodies, their on-screen chemistry, their believability. After a few minutes there’s that period of silence after the action has started on the porn. We have stopped talking and are instead focused on what’s happening on the screen. We both let the porn take its effect on our brains and our dicks. We release our nerves and start to do what we came here to do. It’s like smoking a joint with a friend and waiting for the THC to kick in, then feeling it kick in at the same time, glancing over to ask each other, “is it working for you, too? Hell yeah it is, buddy! Let’s fucking do this!”

It’s 1am. I’m on the porch and I’ve got that edgy feeling, both excited and nervous. He and I have been talking about this a long time. Now it’s finally time to rip the bandaid.

What’s his vibe going to be like once he gets here? Is he going to be one of those guys who walks into my apartment already hard? The second the door closes is he going to drop trou and reveal his springing dick to me? In the past, some guys have told me they started jerking on their way over!

What if he’s one of those guys who needs more time to get into it? Some guys need me to take the lead. Some need me to play with myself first in order for them to feel that it’s okay to play with themselves. Probably because we were always told not to do that in front of others. Part of mutual bating is to unshackle ourselves from the repressive sexual mores we were taught growing up.

He’s five minutes away now. As I’m waiting, I start to worry. What if we’re not the same vibe? What if once we’re naked and jacking away, he jumps the gun by leaning over and starts sucking my dick? I’m fine with getting my dick sucked during a bate sesh, but when a guy jumps straight to it, that isn’t my idea of a good bate sesh. There are all sorts of bators out there, but that’s just not my vibe.

My personal taste is to bate ourselves for a good five-to-ten minutes before we cross over and start playing with each other. That’s just my style. Another pet peeve of mine is when someone grabs my cock too early. Especially if it’s before I have my pants off. To me, the reveal of each other’s naked bodies, layer by layer, is like unwrapping a present. The anticipation for me is part of the thrill. When I’m watching a porn of guys masturbating together, I will often cum the instant one of them makes the first, bold move of reaching over to grab his buddy’s cock. So if a guy doesn’t also enjoy the building-up, then he doesn’t have the same thing in mind as me. Maybe he can be trained, but more often than not, he isn’t quite my tempo.

To me, the reveal of each other’s naked bodies, layer by layer, is like unwrapping a present. The anticipation for me is part of the thrill.

Whenever I invite a new guy over to bate, it’s always an audition. Just like in that movie Whiplash, the bator has to follow my tempo. While we’re on the subject, JK Simmons’s character in that movie would make a fucking great bator-coach. *Drools all over keyboard*

An ideal bate-buddy and I will strip one article of clothing off at a time, leaving our undies for a lengthy pre-bate erection session. This gives us a chance to survey each other’s growing bulges. We react to them. We laugh immaturely at each other’s precum soaking through. That callback to youth, being curious about other boys’ bodies, that yearning to see how my cock stacks up against my friends’? Ugh. That’s what I live for. Once our undies can no longer contain our fully-grown hard dicks, we take them off. In unison. That’s the magic moment that cements a bate-buddy relationship.

That’s the kind of bator-relationship I want to build with this new guy. From the sounds of it, that’s what he wants, too. So we’re going to give it a shot.

He calls me. He says, “I’m so ready for this!” I say back, “Hell yeah, man!” It’s sounding more and more promising. Over the phone, he says he’s ready to bate with me for hours. He says he wants to build up and edge until we can’t take it anymore and blow all over each other’s cocks.

He’s getting me so boned up, here on my porch, past 1am. The neighborhood is quiet and mostly everyone has gone to bed. If anybody were to see two guys bro-hugging each other on a porch at this hour, they’d assume we were going inside to sink some nightcap beers, probably smoke some weed, blast some music, talk about chicks. Nah, we’re not gonna do any of that. We are going in to watch porn after porn and jack off together and they have no idea how much more fun that is than what they assume we are about to do.

He just rounded the corner. The looks we’re giving both say, I’m so ready for this.

After we’re done, I’m going to get him signed up on BateWorld. Maybe we’ll invite some more members to join us next time?

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Written by BateWorld member FROTOLOGIST

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