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Masturbation is still getting a bad rep from Christians. It’s rather annoying how something that is naturally instinct to us creatures can be perverted by those Bible-belted. The Save the World Christian Blog states the following:
Masturbation is the act of arousing yourself sexually until you achieve sexual orgasm, and in men, it culminates in spilling the semen. Masturbation can either be by self, or involved another person of same sex most often.
But the big question remains: Is masturbation an immoral act? What does the Bible say about it? The answer I gave the woman above was that the Bible does not clearly mention or condemn ‘masturbation’ is mentioned and condemned, but this does not justify it. I told her that that fact that she is separated from her husband is not any excuse for her to indulge in masturbation. What the Bible preaches is self control, therefore it is either she is reconciled to her husband or she exercises self control over her sexual urges. (source)
Now I can understand that Christians are stuck in their time and being an anachronism in our time, they tend to vomit their beliefs on a simple act of sexual gratification. We are one of the few, if not the only, creatures on Mother Earth who have the power to have sex whenever we please. There isn’t a fixed time limit for us.
Michel De Montaigne wrote:
To get back to the subject: we have been allotted inconstancy, hesitation, doubt, pain, superstition, worries about what will happen (even after we are dead), ambition, greed, jealousy, envy, unruly, insane and untameable appetities, war, lies, disloyalty, backbiting and curiosity. We take pride in our fair, discursive reason and our capacity to judge and to know, but we have bought them at a price which is strangely excessive if it includes those passions without number which prey upon us. [B] Unless, that is, we choose, like Socrates, to pride ourselves on the one noteworthy prerogative we do have over the beasts: Nature lays down limits and seasons to their lusts, but gives us full rein - anytime, any place. (source)
I know, not a direct quote, but a quote from the Socrates, a person we look up to as great intelligence. But if Nature gave us this wonderful ability to take hold of our sexual practices, while hindering those of wild animals, why is it that religion wants to bastardize it and make it pagan?
We are considered by all people, be it Christians, Atheists, Buddhists, etc. to be beings of reason. With the exception of the Atheists, I find it hard to understand how anyone can call us reasonable when so many of us still believe in a mythological being and his son, or that there is some mystical energy that controls the world and our actions. What’s so reasonable about that? And I’m not here to attack religion and solely religion, but when someone says that something as natural as masturbation is sick and perverse because their book told them so, I have to lift a questioning brow.
“More so, masturbation is an act of uncleanness, which will defile our bodies the temple of God,” writes the same blogger who has damned the act. This is why, if I were to be religious, I’d choose Buddhism. A while back, for a 90 Day Jane blog, I quoted A Buddhist Bible, edited by Dwight Goddard. The quote was then attacked by a user named Russ, who quoted something from the New Testament. (This just goes to show that Christians don’t like to be wrong, ever!)
The quote goes: “every one must bear the burden of his own sins, that every man must be the fabricator of his own salvation, that not even a God can do for man what self-help in the form of self-conquest and self-emancipation can accomplish.”
I like to know I have control over my life and my actions and that I don’t have this all knowing being, who predestined my life, yet gave me the freewill to live my life. I don’t have to feel guilty for sex, or self-sex, or anything do, unless it hurts a human, of course, because everything that I do and want is in my natural, and probably in yours as well.
With this month being Buy Your Friend a Sex Toy Month and next month being Masturbation Month, I think that this topic should be addressed by professionals and not some bumbling blogger (me) or some one who thinks that there is some big mythical man upstairs.
So is there anything wrong with Masturbating? The plain answer is no and it isn’t wrong, despite what the clergy says, unless you are just a compulsive masturbator:
Masturbation was once vilified as a perversion. All sorts of efforts, ranging from extreme guilt to diabolic contraptions, were made to discourage both single and partnered people from doing it. Yet sexologist Alfred Kinsey’s groundbreaking data, first reported in the 1950s, had plenty to say about the subject, including that women who masturbated before becoming sexual in a marriage had a much better likelihood of achieving orgasms during sexual contact with their husbands.
Still, mental health experts were not particularly vocal about the health aspects of masturbation until the 1970s. Even though masturbation’s benefits have been regularly proffered since then, many people today still feel extremely uncomfortable about doing it or discussing it — much less allowing their partner to see them in the act.
What’s a healthy way to view masturbation? It’s appropriate, and a valid option in a relationship, when one’s partner is unavailable due to physical separation, fatigue, recovery from childbirth, or illness. It also helps balance discrepancies in frequency desires. Since there is no formula bestowed during a marriage ceremony that magically aligns two people to have the same level of sexual interest, masturbation is a good thread to weave through a relationship’s tapestry.
Most couples have a “higher frequency partner” and a “lower frequency partner.” This desire discrepancy puzzles many couples. They struggle with having sex when they don’t really want to. Some wrestle with deeply held feelings that they should be everything their partner desires sexually. (source)
Not to mention this:
Masturbation is a natural sexual expression. People in most cultures masturbate. Even many species of animals do. Yet, some people hesitate to do it - even when it might really serve them well during a particular phase of their life.
Despite the fact that many people masturbate throughout their lives, there are still some who believe that masturbation causes insanity, epilepsy, acne, blindness, nosebleeds, warts, uninhibited sexuality, and hair on the palms. And some believe it causes headaches, when it actually can help relieve some types of headaches.
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Masturbation can be a very good way to learn about one’s own body - particularly because it can help with communication of knowledge to a partner. Many women learn to have their first orgasm through masturbation. So, rather than being a substitute for partner sex, it can be a supportive path to having better sex with one’s mate. (source)
But despite the evidence on the table, Save the World Christian Blog, and others just like it, continue to pour out lies because they’re miserable and want the rest of us to join them:
Even if it involves only one person attempting to satisfy a sexual desire, the fact is that masturbation always leads to other forms of sexual perversion. If you are masturbating often, because your spouse is not around, your mind will soon tell you to get lover. At it makes some ’sense’ to get a sexual partner instead masturbating. So it is better never to start something that will lead you to deeper sin.
Sex is biblically meant to be enjoyed between a man and a woman in a legal marriage. Any other form of sexual satisfaction is unbiblical and leads to sin. (source)
However, this is the sort of person that would’ve probably been pro “cut the boy’s penis off) in the 19th century. Why would anyone want to listen to that?
No, people of religion are so disgusted with their wants and needs that none of them want the rest of us to have fun. If we smoke pot, they cry foul, even if it has been apart of the religion since the first book. We have sex, they cry because we’re not reproducing. We vote for prochoice presidents, they say think about the unborn, it’s wrong to kill some one - all the while they have the hand on the lever to kill Mr. John Doe on the seat.
Pop culture has used the topic on many levels - most of which deal with a young boy who is just exploring his body. And while it’s a funny subject when it comes to a dad or an uncle trying his best to explain the whole masturbation thing to a child, one must know that too much of a good thing is in fact a bad thing.
For example, the follow is a question submitted to Esquire and answered by the lovely Stacey Grenrock Woods:
Returning to my first attack, I’m not trying to say all those who believe in a higher power are anti-masturbation, it’s just that the majority ignore science and psychology (ahem, dinosaurs with Adam and Eve and demonic possessions ring a bell?) and the simple plain truth. They go around preaching on a subject they have no evidence on, condemning it to be wicked. The simple fact is, we’re human and we’re going to do human things. We don’t need some over seeing dictator to punish us for having a good time. As long as we don’t hurt individuals in the process, or even ourselves, then it’s not such a bad thing. Remember, you’re the only one who makes you feel guilty, no one else. So release yourself from the dogmatic chains and lay back, relax and rub one out.
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Okay, Sex Wednesday readers, I have fished through Flickr and a lot of the users have asked not to have their pictures posted so I will respect them. However, many a link will be inserted into the post that leads you to the non-blog-this pics.
The cum shot is by far the most popular shot. It is sometimes called the money shot. There are websites dedicated to just that. So I’ve decided to to make this installment of Flickr Porn about the Almight Cum Shot.
Enjoy.
The waiting face of every porn is something you don’t get in real life. I’ve never met a girl who is fucking a guy, hops off him and gets on her knees in a pleading motion, waiting for him to cum on her face. It’s just not something a lot of us experience. Not to mention that, most girls complain about the taste of cum, asking online users if there is a way to hinder the bitter flavor.
And yet, we long that are girlfriends and wives, and if you’re from the South, cousins and sisters, to take in those gobs of goo that spurt from our dicks like water from a whale’s blow hole. Longingly, we wish to see their mouths full of our sploogegurgling or bubbling up at us.
The real cum shot, not just in porn, but right in front of our eyes is what we long for while having sex, isn’t it? Our girlfriends and wives oblivious to the fact - though, be sure, they all know you’re thinking it and if you tried it, trust me, for most of you, sex is now over.
And we’re thinking right now, aren’t we? Oh, if cum were everyone one’s friend, then this wouldn’t be such a problem and pornographic fantasy would be a reality.
But hey, we live, don’t we? We don’t need the porn star wife, or girlfriend, or whatever, because we love our women, don’t we? We love them from their beautiful heads to their lovely little feet. So treat them right and they’ll treat you right. I mean, count your blessings man. If you’re reading this and you have a girlfriend, then there’s something seriously wrong with you. Sorry, but it’s human nature.
Now before you get off, for those of you with girlfriends or wives, please do not open this link. Trust me when I tell you this.
I’ve complained time and time again. Why do you all insist on looking up shit like this online? Remember what I said should be done to Steve Miner and Jeffrey Reddick? Well, things worse should be done to the fuckheads who were looking this shit up!
With the exception of Horny Children (which is an actual phrase used by me, but note that it was used in the post “Horny Children of God”)
It seems you all only read my posts the most on Wednesdays because of their sexual content. I wonder if you’d all be as interested if I made a Sexus Blog and posted nothing but sexual content 24/7. Truth is, I already have a Sexus Blog, I just haven’t bothered to use it. So for those of you who come here solely for the sex Wednesday post, would you want actually visit a Sexus Blog that contained nothing but porn and porn reviews, sex tips, personal sex stories and/or sex stories that I picked up along the way, possible interviews or reviews of online hotties? Because it’s not completely impossible for that blog to exist.
I suppose, because the catergories I’ve set up are misleading, I’ll post a link to something your horn dogs want to see.
A friend told me a dream she had about an androgynous guy. I won’t go into detail, but let’s just say fair testicular treatment was brought up in the conversation. I’ve never been one to dive into the world of the androgynous because I don’t like to be confused about my sexuality - do I like the girl because she’s a girl, or because she reminds me so much of a boy? But ever since Katherine Moennig (a.k.a. Shane McCutcheon of The L Word) was introduce into my world, I’ve been rethinking my original ideals.
I don’t know what it is about the actress/character that has me in awe about her. I don’t think I’d be as addicted to the show had she not been on it. Not to say that the rest of the cast isn’t beautiful - some may even go as far as say they’re too beautiful - because they are, but Shane. Well, Shane is of another thread.
My past with androgynous is that I like my guys looking like guys, and my ladies looking like ladies, and not the other way around. Before any judgments can be passed, I have kissed my share of guys as I have girls, though I prefer the latter because they smell better. And while I haven’t been much of a sexual explorer, I wonder if my inhibitions have been loosened and dropped somewhere at the door. That’s not to say I’m going to find some androgynous guy or girl and hop into bed with him/her, or in the more exciting case, both, because - as The Professor would say - “Homie don’t play that.” (Though, I wonder if I could loosen all those inhibitions?)
However, upon thinking about it, I’ve always like a girl in a three piece men’s style (or actual men’s) suit. Though, my fantasies always involved a girl with long hair and make up (even though I’m a devout anti-make up sort of person).
I wanted to post about Uncle Dirty, a photo essay, but the site seems to be down or removed. So I bring you this link from Boing Boing about it. Sorry.
Just as the title states, I think I maybe a lesbian, but I don’t like the fact that I will never again have a sexual use for my male genitalia. However, I can just be full of shit which is probably more likely.
For those of you horny guys who strolled in here, I’m so sorry to disappoint. I am a male and I do have a penis. And no, I’m in no way gay. I tried the whole let’s-see-if-I-could-write-gay-porn-reviews-for-$400-a-pop (no pun intended) life choice. I watched the porn, puked a little in my mouth and thought, shit, some guys would do pretty fucked up things for money because you know that not all guys willing to suck cock, fuck and be fucked by a guy are gay. Some of them are just as straight as you and me.
But to be a male lesbian is to be something completely opposite. You still have relationships with a female, but you just don’t use your penis to pleasure. Looks like you get the shit end of the stick, hu? I don’t advise any of you to try it, however, for those of you who proudly admit in most jockish voice, “Oh, I’m a lesbian, huh, i like to fuck girls…huh huh,” that’s what you’re proclaiming.
In all reality, I think it’s really not cool, so perhaps I’m not really a lesbian, just going through a lesbian stage so late in my life, because Geb knows that I’m not gay because, yeah, gay sex can be slightly uneasy - not that it’s bad and I prefer lesbians because I’m the almighty straight guy, but because it’s not for me - same thing for lesbian sex, by the way - and blah, I’ve lost my train of thought.
Change of subject. Today I did the unbelievable. I applied for shitty telemarketing job at Teleperformance. I did it to pass the time. I mean, I already pass the time at home, but I get paid for this. And the fact that my mother left me twenty dollars yesterday - injuring my pride - didn’t help my self-esteem for the blow that came next. (As I write this, it is still Monday, by the way.)
Besides, I think I’ve made the decision of going into the Peace Corps. I’ve contacted a recruiter. For those of you who are already thinking I went against your advice, I’m not running away from my problems. I’m not escaping Jyg. I’m not escaping at all. I want this for myself so I can figure out who I am, what I’m here for (non-godly of course, but I still believe people should have a purpose in life, and I can’t seem to find it on my own) and what I’m supposed to do. I love you all, but you know the Valley isn’t for me. I’ve outgrown it. Or perhaps, I didn’t grow at all. Actually, I think everyone around me has grown up but me.
It’s sort of like that clip from Clerks II, where Dante and Randal are driving back to work:
Dante Hicks: Why do the Go-Karts help?
Randal Graves: I don’t know, it just reminds me of a better time in my life.
Dante: Like when?
Randal : Like when we were young and the world was still in front of us.
Dante: We’re not that old.
Randal: I don’t know, man. Sometimes it feels like the world left us behind a long time ago.
Only, I don’t have a partner in the mix. I suppose that would have been the binx had he not grown up before me..
I love my friends. I love the old ones and the new ones and the ones I probably will never meet in the Valley. But you’ve all grown up.
We’ve gone from this (we were never really this stupid, though):
To this (also not really, but you know, I fucking love the Pumpkins, man):
I’m not sure if I’m making myself clear, or I’m just confusing you. I know what you’ll say, but I thought it over. It’s not about running away. It’s about finding my place. So if you don’t have words of encouragement, please just stay silent.
