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First all, what follows is simply introspection on my part and certainly representative of nobody but me. Everyone has their own history driving their individual and absolutely valid erotic urges. All but child porn and rape. There is no validity there.
As I said, all of this is simply introspection on my part and certainly representative of nobody but me. Like I said, everyone has their own history driving individual urges. I encourage everyone to take a honest, deep, exploration of the roots of their sexuality and what "tweaks your crotch". I've had decades to review mine. This perspective, viewed through the lens of my six-plus decades of life experiences, allowed me a thorough examination of the subtle influences of society on my individual nature-driven development
Of course...I could just be blowing smoke. It's kind of what I do. To be sure, I've smoked more than my share.
The things we (I) do (have done) to assuage our (my) guilt for wanking to our individual perversions. I shake my head in amused wonder at the length to which my imagination speculates as to what is possible to actually perform as a method for achieving an orgasm. My first orgasm was from sharpish stinging persistent genital stimulation. Not, as with most adolescents, by stroke-like manual manipulation of the penis. One persons pain may be another's extreme erotic stimulation. Some call masturbation self abuse...for some (me), self abuse is sometimes masturbation.
So anyway...I'm a bit different in that way. I often edge with a one inch inside diameter by a quarter inch wide schedule 40 pvc electrical conduit ring at the base of my cock. When fully erect and swollen with backed up blood the taught stretched mass is shiny purple and incredibly sensitive. That alone almost makes me want to cum. I'm wearing it now and am becoming aroused as I type this.
But...as I was saying...the lengths we can go...some years ago I used a plastic fish tank hose and the hand pump from a blood pressure cuff to inflate my urinary bladder (kids...don't try this at home). I was experimenting with sounding and thought...why not air and worked it out. It was good.
It's funny how a general search for CBT in Hamster (and many other sites) turns up an inordinate number of men physically abusing their own cock and balls. This could, of course, be rooted in the oppressive rantings and sordid morals of religion; twisting and turning turning natural drives into a form the sub conscience can assimilate, trying to balance religion-driven oppressive societal norms with natural drives...or not.
I can hear the automatic response rising to defend religion, but those are usually from people who have never actually read the bible but were, instead, spoon-fed "interpreted" scripture from childhood. If you actually read the bible, you find few moral teachings and much violence and social suppression; especially the old testament.
The standard response is that the moral lessons are gained by interpretation of the, so-called, sacred texts. They fall back on this argument because the old testament is full of deliberate murder, slavery, contradictions, blatant bigotry, and totalitarianism. From our childhood we, and society at large, are systematically indoctrinated with what ever local religious sect has rooted in the region. Religion socially forces unnatural restrictions on sex reserving it for procreation only. You can't even think about it in any other context without sin.
Now enter the human male (remember...we're talking about CBT) with the instinctive drive for sex. After all, sex is all about species survival but religion (thus, society in general) has had an underlying injunction on sex for all but procreation. Sex feels good because nature wants each species to have sex...a lot. You know, positive reinforcement for procreation...species survival. Denying this primal urge, it has been noted by research, creates emotional stress and, in at least my case, imaginative, rationalized guilt-free scenarios of relieving these emotional stresses.
Now, religion's from-childhood indoctrination denies man's instinctive sex drive engendering unholy dreams. The thoughts for sex do not fade, but take a path that provides a sort of mental rationalization to justify the act (see serial killers for the most extreme examples). It often leads to obsessions.
I admit...I am addicted to sex. It's natural, fun, and can be scary, and even dangerous as it is such a basic drive (thank-you for the quote Steven Fry) .
But, religion demands punishment for sin (or so we've been raised to believe) so, unable to find an accommodating female, the man does it himself. The obvious target...the offending member...one-eyed Willie. Oh yes...he will cum by application of extreme stimulation. But this is also punishing the offending member, hence, balance is achieved; no matter that it's all sophistry. There is, although, an escalating side affect. The primal satisfaction is addictive by natural design.
I must say that internet porn accelerates the process, but the process has been going on for centuries. Vintage and retro BDSM has been, if not well documented by empirical research then by considerable literature (see the "Pearl", a collection of victorian publishings), happening for perhaps centuries, or certainly for many, many decades. Some of the best erotic writings were victorian.
In some cases, as with me, extreme stimulation is introduced in formative years. I abused myself and found an orgasm at about age 10 or 11. Even then, my early self-abuse fantasies were driven by guilt over religion-driven taboos. The problem is one of satisfaction.
Male libido is basically one of physical satiation. Female libido has its roots in emotions. Societal norms are at odds with both libidos so adjustments are made by both attempting to achieve mental balance between nature and religious driven societal pressures.
Punishment driving orgasm...religion marries sex. Now there are no limits. The emotional liberation from the guilt of religion-driven taboos justifies the act. After all...it is punishment...right? Orgasm through pain. The masochists love it. That very first unexpected instant of orgasm, so deeply intense, is almost a one-time event. Now, like a drug addict, you are chasing that total body transcendental state. Sometimes it is achieved.
That is not to say that there are not times of cumming close (every pun intended). Many orgasms will be great, but you push for more because, after all, the next might take you there.
Then there are those who, like many on the site BDMSLR (probably very many), live vicariously through the images of others of like mind (myself included); fueling our deep fantasies while masturbating; our imaginations placing ourselves in the unfolding graphic events, grateful to not be alone in the world fantasizing about bowing to whatever currently jacks your crotch.
Then there are those who, out of bravery, strength, and deep unconditionally trusting love, truly live their erotic urges, regardless the root of those urges. Two who have found real balance and true intimacy. I admire the mutual courage, devotion, and strength necessary to have those frightening conversations and I am covetous (yet another ten commandment sin) of their treasure. For treasure it is.
Thoughts?
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