Seen elsewhere

A guy on the Yahoo group Chronic Penis Masturbators recently re-posted a deliriously arousing essay entitled ''Slain in the Bate.''

_{(The title plays on the phrase ''Slain in the Spirit,'' an expression favored by Pentacostal Christians. You've seen those weeping sinners who keel over backwards in a swoon after the televangelist smacks 'em -- Heee-yull-DAH! -- on the forehead? That particular form of ecstatic religious expression -- i.e., the swooning -- is what's being described by "Slain in the Spirit.'' Now you know... and knowing is half the battle! Go G.I. Joe!)}

So, anyway, I thought it was pretty appropriate that this guy would've borrowed the language of ecstatic religious practice to convey the sensation of otherworldly joy that intense masturbation can produce. And in fact, after he originally posted ''Slain in the Bate,'' on CPM, I got his permission to republish it here, but never got around to putting it up. So here it is at last. I dare you to read it aloud...

We all masturbate. We, in particular, masturbate obsessively, fanatically, excessively, compulsively, spontaneously, addictively, compulsorily. We masturbate penis, cock, dick, dong, prick, pecker, shaft, wood, member, weenie, phallus, manhood. We also masturbate testicles, balls, nads, nuts, spoogetanks, mansack, hangers, juicers, spermers, testes, jizzers, cummakers. We not only accept that we are masturbators, we rejoice in it. We revel in it. We celebrate it. We exult it. Each and every time I masturbate, I try to make it a better masturbation than any I have ever had before. I masturbate zealously. I masturbate crazed. I masturbate frenzied. I masturbate furiously. I MASTURBATE!!! The extensive experience I have as a masturbator compels me to an ever increasing lust to enjoy my solo male pleasures with more and more frequency and urgency. I love masturbation, guys, as I am sure all of you do also. I crave it. I never want to remove my hands from my cock. When I masturbate, I am not solely into the obvious pleasure that I impart to my genitals – I love the act itself. Sure, my cock feels great. My balls feel great too as I tickle em, finger em, cup em, pull on em, stretch em, squeeze em, twist em, mash em, roll em, bounce em. My hands too enjoy the feel of my manhood encased within them. My entire body reacts with ecstatic joy. I am male and I ardently pursue my masturbatory pleasures with fervor. And that fervor compels me to masturbate deep. I love the man that I am when I masturbate. The man that I am while masturbating is the real me. I am the man I want to be when I masturbate. I am a man having sex with a man and that man is myself. As we all know a man's lusts and sexual desires are considerably immense. I love turning my lusts and desires as a man in upon myself. Whereas the preference of most men is to pursue sexual copulation with a partner, I am more than content to pursue my man bliss autonomously. I should say here before going further that I masturbate, I do not jack off. To me there is a distinct difference. I know that many of you know that also. Now, having said that, let me address the topic of the title of this post. We all know the terms edge, goon, freak, batelust, batorbliss, etc. These terms are elementary vocabulary to a real chronic masturbator. We have all, many times, been in these states of high end male stimulation and we will be in these states many more times to come. Mmmmm yeah, how I definitely look forward to all the masturbations I have yet to perform upon myself!!! Allow me now to elaborate on a masturbatory state that I am experiencing regularly. A masturbatory state that I have not previously seen discussed anywhere on the net. To me it is a very real state of being. It is a state that transcends edging. It is a state that I believe can no longer be defined as gooning. Because to me, it is a state of masturbation that goes even beyond gooning. It is a state that almost borders on self induced masturbatory torture. But the torture is pure male bator bliss. I call it being Slain in the Bate. A simplified definition of being slain in the bate could be explained as gooning at the deepest levels you are capable of and maintaining it there continuously for as long as you are physically and mentally able to withstand it. I edge, I goon, just like everyone else. We all know that when a man goons he drives the bate deep. When I goon I strive to increase the bate and take it deeper than any other bate I've ever experienced. The result is a deeper, more intense goon. I push myself to bate my cock deeper still. And eventually I get to a point wherein the goon is no longer just the short super intense masturbatory experience that we all know and love and crave. The goon becomes ongoing, continuous, nonstop, batorblissed agony. I sustain this deep level of masturbation to its utmost, to the degree that I am physically and mentally capable. My mind turns to mush and can think only of my continued bate. My desire to cum is almost overbearingly out of control but the bliss is agonizingly intoxicating, addictive. I am beyond gooned. I am torturing my batorlust. I am flogging my cock mercilessly, beating out ever increasing penis pleasure and sensations with each and every stroke. I am slain in the bate. I have become a man insane with masturbatory desire. I have lost all presence of mind and exist and think only of continuing the bate ad infinitum. I long to stay in this state of batorbliss perpetually. I am a man who knows that I am inducing a pleasure in myself that cannot be equaled or duplicated by any person except for myself and perhaps the hands of another highly skilled, experienced, devoutly devoted masturbator. When I am slain in the bate each and every stroke I impart to my cock can make me jettison a load. Somehow I manage to contain it. And I continue on. Guys, I can maintain being slain in the bate indefinitely. I frequently slay myself in the bate for hours at a time. And I am doing it daily nowadays. Of course it's increasing my addiction and dedication. It's increasing my lust to do it more and more. It's making me a more profound masturbator. As I am slain in the bate more and more frequently, I become somewhat reclusive. I may not be seen online that much at all because slaying the bate consumes me so completely that I pursue nothing else but the bate. When I masturbate at these levels I masturbate, eat and sleep and do little else in life. Such is my contentment. Such is my desire. Such is my self lust. I am the man turning his sexual lusts and desires in upon himself and I am learning each and every time I masturbate that my lusts and desires are stronger and deeper than what I myself ever realized they were before. Gentlemen, just before I began writing this essay I spent about 5 hours masturbating, once again slain in the bate. As I close this essay my desires to become slain in the bate are compelling me to masturbate yet again once I get this posted on the group's message board. My hope is that my words may arouse you, my brothers in the bate, to a more intense, abiding love and gratification the next time you masturbate and that perhaps you will find a permanent increase in the lusts and desires we all have for our passion. Gentlemen, stroke on…..mmmmm yeah!!!!!