A masturbator wrote: Why True Masturbators Masturbate

a masturbator wrote: 

There is something about myself that I must continue to accept. Once it was difficult. Once I fought it, resisted it, tried to escape it. And lately I have learned to not only accept it, but to embrace, and enjoy it and proclaim it joyously. It’s not with pride that I make the proclamation. But is no longer with shame.

I consider myself a True Masturbator.

A True Masturbator:

knew from day one that he loves masturbation;

prefers masturbating his Penis to any other sexual act performed upon his Penis or his body by any other person or groups of people;

enjoys perfoming sexual acts on other’s bodys and cocks but will not permit another to bring him to orgasm; 

devotes free time to masturbation; sets aside money for items and purchases items which he thinks will enhance his masturbation experiene, i.e. cock rings and slings, masturbation sleeves, poppers (if healthy for his use), vibrators, potions and pills, books and dvds, and anything which he sees and can conceivably imagine in his wildest fantasy will be useful for bringing masturbatory pleasure to his cock;

tries to connect with other True Masturbators to determine if he is alone out there in the universe or if there are others who know what it means to be obsessive and compulsive about masturbation and constant in practice of masturbation;

prefers porn which shows other guys completely lost in their masturbatory experience;

sets aside hours, days, weeks, weekends, vacation days, vacation weeks for the sole purpose of uninhibited masturbation;

is often disappointed when having ejaculated or had an orgasm, knowing that the time for masturbation is over temporarily, because he wants to masturbate forever and thinks that when it comes down to it, all he really truly wants to do is masturbate his penis;

he sometimes feels guilty about being such a Compleat Masturbator, or he feels ashamed when masturbation is ridiculed because he knows how deeply he truly LOVES masturbating his PENIS, and is disappointed that others can be so cavalier and dismissive about the truly sacred act of Masturbation;

has turned his periodic shame and guilt about masturbation into profound joy when he is alone and masturbating;

has profound respect and admiration for those whom he regards as masturbation mentors, such men as have demonstrated a real talent for masturbating which inspires and encourages him to greater abandonment to that which brings the greatest and highest masturbatory pleasure;

seeks the fellowship of other True Masturbators to share what he has learned and to learn from others who are more experienced in the Way of True Masturbation;

doesn’t like the terms jacking off, or jerking off, wanking and all the other slang terms, because of their implications which reduce masturbation to so much less of a sacred act than he knows it to be in reality;

observes that most of his life has become centered around masturbation. Even periodic abstinence is a way to prepare for a more pleasurable and lengthy masturbation session;

loves cyber/internet masturbation clubs and groups because he knows that it presents the best possibility for finding authentic honest True fellowship with True Masturbators.

These are just some of the basic characteristics of a True Masturbator.

Maybe you relate. Maybe you disagree.

And maybe you have further definitions of why you might consider yourself a True Masturbator. I’d love to read your additional evidence and qualifications.

I’d love to masturbate with you as well… over the phone or chatting.

Thanks!

Tim

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Tim, a masturbator you are. You’ve described incredibly well what it means to be a chronic, addicted, penis masturbator. I became erect while reading your description, it captures so honestly and so explicitly what we feel and how we behave. I used to believe I was the “only one” — i.e., the only masturbator who went to such lengths, such extremes, such duration in masturbating myself. And then the internet, and incredible groups like this one, helped me realize that we are indeed a corps, not necessarily large in number, but a legion nonetheless, who are addicted to the simple act of stroking ourselves, our sex organs, simply for the pleasure (and the perversion) of *masturbation*. Like you, I relish those days, weekends, weeks where I can devote myself entirely to nakedness, to pornography, and to unlimited hours of penis masturbation. Damn, but those are the best times! I love mentoring younger masturbators and I love being mentored by other masturbators, wise to the accession to reality that true masturbators must make: we are masturbators, nothing more, nothing less. Sex for us is, by definition, self-stimulation, onanism, self-abuse. And I definitely agree with you — words like jacking, jackoff, bating, jerking off whacking off — don’t capture the inherent perversion of our addiction as well as that clinical word “masturbation”. I am a masturbator, I masturbate, I love masturbation.

Jay

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I relate totally to what you have said Tim about what makes a True Masturbator.

I have been a masturbator since I was 12 or 13 and for a large portion of my life this activity was with other partnered, even one time hetro married sex. For a long time I called it whacking off or jerking off…and now I agree with you that these terms diminish and even belittle or ridicule true masturbation.

I have always loved my somewhat large and uncut cock with its now thickened and stretched out foreskin from so much masturbation.
As a gay masturbator I love watching vids and seeing still photos of a variety of masculine men pleasuring their penises and balls.

It’s not uncommon for me to edge and masturbate for up to 12 hours in a day or even into the following day before comming.
That feeling of being so much into the masturbation zone that nothing else matters has actually caused me to be late for some events or get quite behind in work but..I manage to catch up…There are so many times when my masturbation is more important than anything else and my frantic web browsing for pics and vids to feed my edge becomes the whole reason for living. I have from time to time gotten so much into the solo pleasure zone that I have begun to whimper and almost cry out loud. I could never have seen this or imagined this when I was younger. My orgasms are now so overwhelmingly intense that I sometimes feel that I will pass out as my eyes actually cloud over as my moans, almost screams come out of my open mouth at the beginning for the climax which is now a longer period than eve before. It is so very wonderful!

Doug, True Masturbator.

It takes another True Masturbator to really understand all this …to know that masturbation is not a temporary release in the absence of `real sex“ It is REAL SEX and more real to me, to us, than any other form of sexual>spiritual pleasure.

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I really enjoyed this Tim, I only disagree with one part and that’s the term ” Jack off ” I get no bigger joy than being called that. I am a pretty well known Jack off, and I am quite proud?ashamed to admit that.

I think its the actual derision and disgust expressed with that term that really gives me a thrill.
Often a woman just saying that to me can make me orgasm.
None the less I felt really excited reading your description, kudos on the excellent work, and I am pretty sure that you are a true Masturbator!

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Great stuff, Tim – a politically correct masturbation manifesto. But like a few others the only point I take issue with is your professed dislike of “the terms jacking off, or jerking off, wanking and all the other slang terms…” and your absurd elevation of masturbation to the level of a “sacred act”.

IMHO – far from a “sacred” act – chronic masturbation is a sympton of sexual dysfunction. Ocassional masturbation is a very normal activity and is to be encouraged amongst couples. The kind of masturbation that most of us in this group engage is excessive/chronic masturbation which adversely affects a healthy sexuality and adversely affects ones sexual psychology. As well our masturbation habits impact adversely on our social lives. Speaking for myself I have a sexual disorder; I am sick, fucked up, deviant; my chronic masturbation is a direct manifestation of my sexual dysfunction, sexual inadequacy and sense of sexual inferiority. And i love it; further proof as to how psychologically perverse my masturbation addiction is.

I enjoy being known as or being called a tiny dick “jerk off” or little dick “wanker” or pathetic jack-off. This kind of ad hominem humiliation intensifies my masturbation response, it reinforces my sense of inadequacy and it draws some attention to my little dick which otherwise would be ignored by men and women.

Just a few thoughts from me. Once again kudos to you for your keen observations. LittleDickWanker Jay
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Very complete and well said!

I have not heard many people say before how they don’t like the crude terms for masturbation. I know just what you mean. I don’t like to go on line and guys are only concerned with getting off, a quick jack off and cum. Masturbation can be so much more. When I first discovered masturbation on the internet, I would go on line and masturbate with guys, and get them to prolong and edge. They were all so grateful and would always try to find me to chat, but really it’s just our devotion to masturbation that naturally brings this, isn’t it? It’s so sad that most people, even those who masturbate a lot, are missing out on this. Now, I’m unfortunately just impatient with guys who are not “true” masturbators :(

I also liked you said about knowing from day one you are a masturbator. I don’t know if you heard my Open Zipper tapes, but really they chronicle my realization that first and foremost I’m a masturbator, and though I’ve had a rich sex life, that sex life has only provided fodder for masturbation, which is my first love.

I’m glad you said about preferring to masturbate ourselves, even while we play with other cocks. That is so true. The first man that sucked me I was sixteen, and I only wanted to play with him and then masturbate. He really loved it, though, and so I let him suck me whenever he wanted, but my biggest pleasure was to play with his cock and balls while getting hot and masturbating.

And of course the disappointment at orgasm, because we just want to masturbate more. Chatting on line, when I did it with other guys, I would never cum. Maybe I would chat with a dozen guys who got off, and I was just leaking precum and a bit of semen. I only cum with some special friends who enjoy it together. Glad you brought that up.

Well, I like porn of guys masturbating. Most of all, I like to listen. Last night I put on the call-ins from JO Buddy as kind of background music for my masturbation. But erotically, I like pictures of women encouraging masturbation, and I love to edge while captioning Muses. Have you seen my captioned muses?

Well done!
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Absolutely, I am compelled to do it. It has interfered with work so many times that eventually I got fired for masturbating at work ( yes this is directed to all you work jerkers…i read your posts and shake my head) Try explaining that shit to you partner when you get home on why you lost a very lucrative job. Better yet try unemployment (that your boss said they would not fight, even though he did grimly state “this is a small town” inferring that I would be black balled) and then right at the end of your application the black female interviewer says ” Mr ********* didn’t you get fired from your job for masturbating????

Or when you have to be somewhere on time but have to rub out a quickie before you get there and end up late. or the countless female friends that no longer speak to me or have unfriended me over my masturbation habits or the strained relationships that do but not nearly as much….just a few examples :-)

PS you worker jerks don’t take the above as an attack just relating y experiences, I now work at home LOL (however there are days just like a drug addict that it interferes with work and I have lost time and gotten behind on projects here)

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Tim, Jay and the others who contributed to this thread:
THANK YOU!!

Although the behavior of all of us here appears to be identical (compulsive, addictive, chronic masturbation), the only difference seems to be the personal response of each of us to our addiction.

The difference seems to range between pride in a near-sacred act to shame of a behavior that is symptomatic of a sexual dysfunction. Another difference, practically irrelevant given our solosexual preference, is the gender of the fantasy objects (a.k.a. porn) that accompany our auto-erotic sessions.

I’d add here only that, as an addict, I share many traits with those addicted to other behaviors such as alcohol or drug dependence. While the act of masturbating is always pleasurable (in fact, becoming more so all the time), I find myself masturbating at times when it’s inconvenient or disruptive to other obligations which I know **should** take priority. And I do this to stave off feelings of withdrawal. If I need to masturbate and don’t, the sensations of irritability and “the jitters” can become overwhelming. I’m out of sorts and not myself and need to masturbate just to maintain stasis, i.e., a sense of equilibrium. When the need to masturbate strikes and I don’t yield fairly quickly, things are just not right with me.

Anyone else experience this? A final note of gratitude for this amazing group. It’s consoling beyond words to know that I’m in the company of so many brothers whose lives are completely focused on our beloved Penis and the sweet, indescribable pleasure that He provides.

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i definitely fall into Jay’s camp on this. i think this manifesto is fun and describes me in some ways, but for me, instead of being upset by the shame that is heaped on the status of “masturbator”, my brain turns that shame and taboo status into arousal, and the humiliation of becoming and being the things that society thinks of chronic masturbators only adds to the perverse pleasure i feel when i masturbate. i, too, am deeply aroused by being called those names (wanker, jerkoff, jackoff, penis-pumper, diddler, etc.) and absolutely love it when a woman uses such terms to describe and define me.

It’s the same thing with my crossdressing. Trans people want to be accepted as the gender they define themselves as and want to be respected. In many ways i want to be treated like a girl, and i love to dress up as a girl, but unlike them i also want to be teased and humiliated for it, and regarded as something less than either a male or a female: a sissy, a wimp, a loser, and so on. i want to be pantied, but i want attention to be drawn to my undersized penis, and made fun of for how easily i get aroused both by being dressed in girly clothing and being humiliated for my masturbatory habits.

– pixie

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There’s a big difference and some complexity for me, as well as for many, in the kind of shame and humiliation one might embrace sexually and how one feels about that when “normal”/in non-aroused mode.

I find while there’s some sort of kernel of truth that the sexual side expands on, the degree and tone of it in both fantasy and the fairly rare, light real life play is simply funny outside of sex, something I don’t think of as true or particularly meaningful, again aside from the obvious fact that, dream-like, it speaks to real conscious and unconscious fears and concerns. In aroused mode, especially at the greater heights, a more sort of half-gravely serious, half-camp kind of mental embrace is in play, both tearful and laughing.

And while, especially when very aroused, fantasy seems like something one might truly want, more often I’d immediately acknowledge much of it is far more severe than I’d ever actually want, even as self-aware sex play.

In any fantasy I don’t go for being denigrated for HOW I am a transvestite but I do like sometimes being humiliated for being “not a real man, a sissy” by women in fantasy, whereas come to think of it I don’t go for that by men except for the element of them denigrating (and using me) for being a “slut” and a whore and bitch and so forth (and having experienced that in real life, dressed en femme and not, yes it works quite well, teehee). The “faggot” and other homophobic humiliation I can be into as well, but not to the point of being humiliated for WANTING to be either attracted to men or a woman or “feminine” or such or, specifically, for acting out or dressing as one, but rather for “being” one, if that makes any sense (and I realize it may not make any! essentially just the base humiliation of “I find what you are to be beneath me” as opposed to “I find what you are to be disgusting” or “I find you as a person to be wrong”).
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i *think* i understand what you’re getting at, though it’s hard to explain this stuff in a way that helps others to really see what’s going on in my head. 96% of my fantasies i probably wouldn’t want to actually happen in real life (those fantasies that could happen, anyway; obviously i’m never going to end up in a magical faerie forest or become an anthropomorphic animal!), mostly because the advantage of masturbatory fantasies is “no consequences.” i wouldn’t want to live with the consequences of the things i fantasize about!

Also, my fantasies rely on the people in them behaving in certain ways that probably wouldn’t actually happen in real life. In my fantasies, the women who humiliate me do so with a sort of encouraging subtext, no matter how homophobic their words may sound: they make fun of me for being a sissy, for wanting to dress and look like a girl, and for having an out-of-control masturbation habit, but they also want me to keep doing it, or do it more, right in front of them. Even when i’m being rejected in my fantasies, it’s never really a flat “you disgust me, go away” kind of thing. It’s more “you’re pathetic, you could never satisfy a woman like me, now debase yourself in front of me while I laugh at you.” My fantasies would require the women in them to be very kinky themselves!

As for guys in my fantasies, they tend to be of two types. i think of myself as bisexual, but my preference is definitely for women. Regular, hetero guys really only show up in my fantasies as an audience to my humiliation, and have only ever taken an active part in one or two fantasies in which i was either spanked or jerked off by them. But these guys are just about always mute instruments of the Humiliatrix (getting spanked by both the guy and his girlfriend that i have a crush on as She makes fun of me; getting jerked off by each jock in turn as the girl i wanted to ask out tells me what a sissy i am, etc.).

The other type of guy that shows up in my fantasies are extremely feminine themselves and could pass as girls (the pornstar Bailey Jay is a perfect example). While i certainly enjoy fantasies in which fembois like this humiliate me, i also imagine them as partners-in-submission or secret lovers who understand the male need to masturbate and the sissy need to be in panties.

In general i think of my sissy fantasies in a similar way that i think of my incest fantasies, as i’ve explained to Richard once. In my incest fantasies, it’s the idea of incest that i think arouses me. i wouldn’t want to actually do any of the stuff i fantasize about with my real life family members – i’m certainly not attracted to any of them. But when i see a picture of a sexy young girl or a voluptuous MILF, it makes it so much more exciting to me to imagine “This is my Sister; that is my Mother.” It’s all in my head.

Sorry if this was a big tangent.

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when I have incest fantasies, if I’m in them (I often fantasize about other people doing incest), it’s most often me as a teen with my mom then or it’s me as a young-early middle aged adult, when married, with my mom then. Though if my mom were alive I’d fantasize about her now and in more recent times, too, I am quite sure.

It’s really implausible for me to think she didn’t know (have mentioned before we discussed masturbation, I told her – half just being truthful and, yes, half hoping she’d react more physically – that my favorite sex paperback of hers was the family one, I did often flatter her looks, and I tried to french kiss her once, to no avail as well as no reaction or comment, just a firmly closed set of lips). I hope she was flattered, and not more than mildly concerned if even that. I’d like to think she fantasized at least a few times about me; she did comment incest was “natural” and she did enjoy that incest paperback (it was mostly and centered on mother-son incest, a little father-daughter), even though she told me her favorite of the 3 books she had was the “one where the woman decides to give up teaching and just fuck all the time.”

Yes, yes I am masturbating inbetween typing especially after that last sentence, I still remember our conversation and I think of her reading that papreback and stretching out on the bed with that vibrator, the same one we discussed that I used and it was okay and so we shared, even though never in front of each other, pressed against her clit. (It was a “back massager” style with different attachments, clearly more often used by women for masturbation, or at least so my mom and I think most people at least privately thought in the ’70s; my mom even described her embarrassment when purchasing it, she got it via one of those old chains where you had basically just a showroom, ordered via catalogue, and you got the box brought out to you or your car if large enough; she expected a nice anonymous box and instead it had pictured and large letters)

I wonder what she thought once she was masturbating with it with the knowledge I also had been using it. I wonder if she laid there crying my name just as I did crying for my beautiful, darling mother.

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like it or don’t like it i couldn’t stop nor slow down even if i would try. my wife, married for 30 years in an open marriage, were she was fucking and i was masturbating thinking about all the huge cocks she was able to take.she didn’t mind my addiction as long as i didn’t do it in front of her and as long as i didn’t intrude in her privacy [ we had separate bedrooms ] she use to love to tell me about her busy sex life ,then order me to my room to stroke. i was aroused by her very bossy,demanding personality. i was mentaly her slave,enjoying my low self esteem, admiring herfor being such a slut. loving to be known as a submissive cuckold,laughed at by her sisters and her friends[ my small social life involved only her friends now my g. f. leave me alone for days ,she know i’m at the computer busy for hours every day.at times she’ll say that i look tired,knowing that i was at it all day long[ it arouse me to do it more ]two of her g.f. most know about me
and at times they make some remarks [ i love it ] she can read some of my mail/ conversation on my computer.i leave, at times by herself at my place and i notice if she use my computer.then i masturbate thinking about her reading about how much i masturbate. segaiolo the sicko. ps i have to do it more now masturbators.