Wet Dreams – Onania Masturbator Forum

I wonder if this is a common experience for other childhood masturbators: I had to learn about “wet dreams” from a book, rather than discovering them by experience. Our household library included a few books on sex, and I think it might have been in Dr. Rueben’s Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex (But Were Afraid to Ask) that I first read about Nocturnal Emissions, aka cumming in your sleep.

I must have been around thirteen or fourteen years old, and I was able to reason that I hadn’t experienced a wet dream because of my frequent masturbation: as a matter of routine, I jacked off at least three times a day—waking up, after school and before going to sleep. If jizzing in one’s sleep was a means of relieving pent up cum—well, I wasn’t pent up at all.

For some reason I decided to induce a wet dream of my own. It seemed obvious that to do it I must go to bed horny. It must have been during summer vacation—it was a warm night, and I went to bed nude and on top of the sheets. I had been masturbating all day, teasing but not allowing myself to orgasm, and I was definitely pent up by the time I turned in.

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the dong chronicles: penis – Onania Masturbator Forum

Penis. Cock. Dick. Dong. Testicles. Balls. Hangers. Boys.

Male genitalia. Like no other body part we have. Always there, always hanging, dangling, swinging, flopping…having to un-stick your testes from your thigh. Forever, it seems, they scream out wanting attention or getting your attention when you are otherwise focused on something else. Relentless.
I can’t speak for other men, but my genitals are always on my mind. Out in public, I feel myself dangling or rubbing against my thigh. Sitting down, there is always a bulge that let’s you know they are there. The slightest movement or thought or pop-up fantasy induces them to excitement and lust and calling out “Hey, what about us down here? We need to be free and played with.” And pornography…whew! Porn takes us on a journey to pleasure unlike any other form of entertainment can.
I can’t…I can’t leave my genitals alone. I’m always thinking about them, always want them touched and can usually spend a day or two doing nothing but enjoying my cock and balls. Sometimes, it’s too much as my house doesn’t get cleaned or my errands are ignored and my projects are put on the back burner. And it’s not a hard decision to make, I just feel the swing of my dick and all else does not matter. When I’m not masturbating I’m playing with myself or feeling myself.

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I am a masturbator – Onania Masturbator Forum

Yes, I am a masturbator. That’s how I define myself.

Masturbation is pure sex. It feels so natural to have my hand wrapped around my perfectly lubed cock. It feels so comforting to stroke myself into my own masturbation heaven … just riding that precum drooling, totally gooned out solosexual edge. And, nothing in my life is as intense as that toe curling moment when I squirt out my hot ropes of sexjuice and hear them splatter in a rush of sexual ecstasy.

I’ve been like this since I was a little boy. It’s been so long since I have even tried to stop. I’ve given up, given in, to what I am.

Sometimes I wonder if I am sick. I crave the bate, arrange my whole life around it. I’ll do literally anything for a few hours of uninterrupted masturbation pleasure. I don’t care about food, sleep, work, social contacts … nothing matters more than the nasty fun I give myself. I could be having sex with men or women every night of the week. But, all I want is to feed my mind with filthy, twisted porn while I enjoy my own delicious genitals.

Sometimes I feel like a degenerate when I realize what I do … the dirty sick porn … the kinky fetish selfsex … the hours, days and weekends totally consumed by masturbation. And, it makes me even hotter to realize it. For me, masturbation is a vicious cycle … the nastier I get, the hotter it makes me … the more I realize how addicted I am, the more I need it.

Some masturbators crave humiliation. They want others to call them names, tell them how worthless they are for being a masturbator. I’ve already called myself all of those names and spent years worrying about what I’ve become. I don’t need anyone to tell me, I KNOW what I am. I’ve gone beyond humiliation. I know I’m not a normal, healthy, well adjusted person. I’ve done way too many nasty things and enjoyed them way too much to even remotely consider myself anything close to normal. I’ve crossed that line and have no ability or even desire to turn back. Now, I just feed on my own nasty mind and wallow in the bliss of my own filth.

I’m not proud of it … but … I am a masturbator.

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I am a masturbator – Onania Masturbator Forum

have explored new levels of masturbation for years and am near there when my penis and naughty thoughts just
make me want to scream. The cock is an erotic and beautiful thing with an animal edge to it making me, the
masturbator like me, a kind of slave to it as I see it as a stallion demanding lover. I go for the love sensations in peak after peak of consuming pleasure teasing me to stay on the edge or release my excessive sexual tension. I get moody if I do not play on my plateau for at least a few hours every night and am dependent on the release of my sexual urges in a penis submissive way. My penis needs to be well satisfied with hundreds of strokes and groping feels as it delivers to my body the pleasures of moaning bondage to it and sexual fantasies which I love to record on my computer. I started my cock sports at eighteen when I really discovered the deep valleys and mountain peaks of stop and go edging at the plateau of sexual arousal and desired to be overtaken by pleasures that lead to helpless exhaustion and I really developed my solo-sexuality in my bedroom full length mirror. My big cock reached upward to my belly button and felt enormous in its pink glistening beautiful shape.

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Five different styles of orgasm management – Onania Masturbator Forum

First, I need to stipulate that the term “orgasm” in this treatise means a complete ejaculatory orgasm–the kind that exhausts a male’s desire and plunges him into a refractory period. It does not mean the highly pleasurable non-ejaculatory state that is the object of edging, which event is sometimes called a non-ejaculatory orgasm, a mini-orgasm, a tantric orgasm, an extended orgasm, etc. Those are very worthy events, and please feel free to have them all day long with my blessing. However, unless a complete ejaculation is somehow involved in the process, they’re not what I mean here by “orgasm.” Also, everything below is equally applicable to penetrative sex with partners, but this being a masturbation forum, I will explain it all in masturbatory terms.

Okay, with that out of the way, here’s the meat of my topic:

All masturbators can be divided into five classes according to the five different styles or philosophies of orgasm management that they employ. Even though there is an undeniable progression that can be followed through these five classes, I will hesitate to call them “rankings” or “levels” out of respect for those males who are content with the satisfaction that they obtain from their current station in the progression and choose to remain there.

The five styles of orgasm management can be called: default, voluntary, optional, exclusionary, and transcendent. They are further described as follows:

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