I Am Not Your Token: What It Is Like To Be A Man Of Color In The Bate Community
Being a man of color in the bate community, in my personal opinion, is a constant mental battle of trying not to feel like a continuous met quota.
Being a man of color in the bate community, in my personal opinion, is a constant mental battle of trying not to feel like a continuous met quota.
I want to share with you the first in my crystal collection that I started my masturbation journey with: The Rose Quartz Simulator Collection.
I’ve been working with crystal energy for 21 years and it has been a great journey. Crystals have helped me achieve things I’ve wanted to draw into my life, mind-blowing orgasms included.
What is your favorite space or place? Do you have a spot that is your go to? A place that totally turns you on more than any other?
We hot tub, in the nude, at least twice a week and we've bonded quite a bit.
My motto is, “A stiff dick has no orientation or sees color.… It just wants to be masturbated.” As I […]
Let’s flip the script, shall we. The Bateworld community is filled with all types of men of many different orientations. […]
Hey Riley (Titan393), excited you wanted to take the time to chat and answer some questions for the Bator Blog. […]
I was viewing the men’s page a couple of years ago when I landed on this hot guy — broad chested, muscly, hairy, having a nasty fun time interacting with his many followers who electronically tossed him tips. Then I realized: I didn’t see a dick…anywhere. Quickly reading his bio, I learned TXXX was a female-to-male transgender person.
Two large groups formed. One was out by the pool deck, and the other was where we were under the awning. Several sub-groups formed with guys joining and leaving as everyone started stroking dick and handling each other’s balls. There were men of all ages and body types.
Sexperiential Lessons by Dr. Jallen Rix
I am lying naked on my back under the sun. It’s the first day of Spring that I can really call hot, and I just couldn’t take another stressful afternoon of city life. So I drove out of town, along with our local river to a dirt parking lot off the highway. From here, a path leads to a nude beach.
Once upon a time growing up in a rural backwoods corner of the world, I lived with my parents and attended high school. A simple life. All I had for the bate was the Hite Report on Male Sexuality. That was it. I would get boned reading people's accounts of their masturbation experiences, and using my right fist with saliva for lube