It is early Saturday morning. One hour before my intended time to wake up, the body is tossing and rolling and turning on my bed. My neocortex, the rational, human brain, struggles, at least at first, to understand what is going on.
“We are supposed to be snoring and drooling,” it says; and all factors prove it rationally right. It has been a long week, the body needs to catch up with deprived and much necessary sleep after a busy week at my wage-slave job.
But the body, restless and stubborn, seems to have a mind of its own. Itching and twitching, it decidedly chooses to disobey the “higher” brain’s commands.
With these small acts of rebellion, the animal mind often overrides the will of pompous intellect. Although it already knows the answer, the brain inquires in defeat: “What is it that you want?”
The entire body cries in unison:
WE WANT PENIS!
WE WANT PLEASURE!
All other thoughts pushed aside along with the often boring and lecturing rational mind, one hand dives straight towards my laptop and the other reaches for thick and greasy shortening while the entire body chants and sings in unison:
WE WANT PENIS!
WE WANT COCK!
I push myself to the EDGE of orgasm within seconds as the animal wallows and feasts on exquisite, pornographic icons of MALE and COCK LUST. LUST BUILDS and RAGES and I delight in my found ACCEPTANCE of the FACT I am a MASTURBATOR, a HOMOSEXUAL PIG, and a SUBMISSIVE COCK SLUT.
BEAMING with understanding, the INTELLECT JUMPS IN to JOIN the GAME of PLAYING WITH ITSELF:
IT TEASES THE ANIMAL:
“YOU ARE SUCH A WHORE. WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT?”
Without hesitation, I reply while BEATING MY DICK:
I WANT COCK…
I WANT BIG, UNCUT, THICK, SMELLY, JUICY, FAT COCK!
I PROMPT MYSELF TO CONFESS WHAT, ONCE AND AGAIN, I LONG TO HEAR:
“WHERE and HOW DO YOU WANT IT, BITCH?”
I feel a rush of RAW SEXUAL POWER as my ENTIRE SOUL UTTERS WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST HINT OF SHAME or REMORSE:
I WANT IT RAW AND DEEP WITHIN MY STINKY, HUNGRY, FAGGOT HOLE!
I WANT COCK; MY GOD, MERCILESSLY RAMMING HIS WAY INTO THE DEEPEST CREVICES OF MY RAUNCHY and GREEDY MAN-HOLE, PLOWING IT, INVADING IT, VEHEMENTLY CLAIMING WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY HIS TO TAKE!
That is the NATURE of MY LUST.
That is what TURNS MY PENIS ON.
MY PENIS DEMANDS THE CELEBRATION OF THAT LUST, THE INDULGENCE OF THAT SEXUAL DESIRE.
My MASTURBATION is by no means mere FANTASIZING, or the ILLUSORY APPEASING of a BLIND DESIRE…
MY MASTURBATION, YOUR MASTURBATION, OUR MASTURBATION, is literally and act of CREATION which CALLS and MANIFESTS OUR SEXUAL DESIRES into EXISTENCE!
WHATEVER YOUR LUST (DESIRE) IS, YOURS PENIS SEEKS TO WILL INTO EXISTENCE.
THIS IS THE FOUNDATION OF MALE SEXUAL MAGIC.
YOU CAN ACTUALLY USE YOUR ACCUMULATING SEXUAL ENERGY TO CREATE.
But perhaps, your desire is simply to INDULGE and TREAT yourself, and that is PERFECTLY FINE.
THE VARIOUS EXPRESSIONS OF YOUR SEXUALITY ARE A CELEBRATION, A SACRAMENT, A FEAST YOUR WHOLE SELFSEEKS TO PARTAKE OF.
When SLEEPING, the BODY DRAWS from PRANA, the PERMEATING FORCE that SUSTAINS PHYSICAL LIFE:
The MALE ANIMAL, being the SEXUAL BATTERY that he is, “RECHARGES” at night; directly from the EARTH, indirectly from the SUN, but also and most importantly from the luminous connection with the SOURCE.
IT IS ONLY NATURAL TO WAKE UP FEELING ENERGIZED and AROUSED…
YOUR PENIS REQUIRES *AND DEMANDS* DAILY ATTENTION.
HOWEVER, IT IS NOT A DESIRE EXCLUSIVE TO YOUR PENIS, FOR REMEMBER, THERE IS NO SEPARATION.
IT IS YOUR ENTIRE BODY THAT CRAVES THIS PLEASURE.
EVERY SINGLE CELL IN YOUR BODY WANTS TO PARTAKE OF THE PURE, EXHILARATING BLISS TAKEN FROM THE MASTURBATION OF YOUR PENIS.
SEXUAL PLEASURE CAN BECOME A WAY TO REAFFIRM, HEAL AND EMPOWER YOURSELF.
In order to ACCOMPLISH this, IT MUST BE PURE.
YOU MUST OVERCOME THE GNAWING FEELINGS OF GUILT and SHAME THAT SOCIETY CREATED TO SABOTAGE and SHORT-CIRCUIT your DIGNITY and INTEGRITY as a WHOLE, HEALTHY and SELF-DETERMINED HUMAN BEING.
DISCARD the IDEA that MASTURBATION is something to be “OVERCOME;” a “CHILDISH STAGE,” a mere “BLOCK” or “STEP” towards the realization of your “MATURE SEXUALITY,” which ultimately means INTERCOURSE with the OPPOSITE SEX to keep the HUMAN FARM going.
YOU ARE YOUR OWN MASTER!
YOU WIELD IN YOUR HAND A WEAPON, A WAND; A TOOL WHOSE POWER WE HAVE JUST BEGUN TO UNDERSTAND.
LET YOUR PENIS STAND TALL, TURGID, MERRY AND PROUD.
When your FATHER RISES, his BEAUTIFUL, LIFE-GIVING LIGHT SHINING at the BREAK OF DAWN, MAY YOUR DIVINE and HOLY PHALLUS SOAR AS WELL.
EXERT YOUR DIVINE RIGHT TO WHOLENESS, TO THE PLEASURE YOU SEEK TO EXPERIENCE and EXPRESS.
YOU NEED NOBODY’S SANCTION, NOBODY’S PERMISSION.
Why would you?
YOU ARE A PHALLIC GOD YOURSELF.