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"I masturbate..." Day Eighteen
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"I masturbate..." Day Fifteen
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"I masturbate..." Day Eleven
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I masturbate to explore fantasies and admit desires to myself. Those desires are sometimes sexual, sometimes not. The act of masturbation becomes a place and that place is where I can react to my thoughts and feelings without so much shame.
Masturbation is a free state for me, like driving in my car alone or wading in a creek. Sometimes masturbation is touching myself idly while I process the day. The pleasure and love I am showing my body helps keep my negative internal voices from being so harshly critical of the days actions and decisions. Sometimes when something good has happened to me or I have had a special connection with someone and have not been able to take it all in, I look forward to time in bed alone where I can replay it and fully let in the joy. I might touch myself, not necessarily to orgasm, but in concert with my positive thoughts.
Other times masturbation comes with the nastiest of porn, always just short of satisfying. These nights always leave me fantasizing about producing my own porn. Those fantasies can certainly elicit some good jacking off.
Most importantly, I explore sexual fantasies through masturbation. I fantasize in a visual way, picturing everything like a movie with a third-person point of view. Sometimes the players are myself and my partner, random Butches, beautiful Femmes, 10 gay men, or anyone else who moved me throughout my day.
Recently, I have found the courage to embrace my Butch Cock and even share this with others.
-Bobby
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I masturbate because it feels good.
Well, actually it's a little more complex than that for me. You see, I am a "good" southern girl who grew up in the late 60s and 70s and no one ever thought to explain to me what an orgasm was, let alone masturbation. The avoidance of this "taboo" subject resulted in me not having my first orgasm until I was 28. It was with my first girlfriend and it was mind blowing! After that, masturbation was something I did to get to know my body and understand how it worked. I wanted to know what felt good to me, how I liked to get off and what turned me on. Then, it evolved into a way to access BDSM fantasies I was having which I couldn't share with the same girlfriend that just a few years earlier had made me come for the first time.
Fast forward a few years. I was pregnant with my daughter. During my second and most of my third trimester I was insanely aroused. I wanted sex all the time. I felt beautiful and sexy and despite my attempts at seduction my then wife wouldn't budge; she was afraid of "hurting the baby". Even if she had been willing I don't know that it would have satisfied my huge desire. I took matters into my own hands, literally and figuratively. I started masturbating in the shower everyday, sometimes more than once a day. I had never climaxed quite like I could during those few months. My fantasies became movie like - vivid and complex. This period forever changed how I related to masturbation. It changed from something I did to feel good, to something I did to fuel my fantasies and then to fuel my shared sex life with my wife.
Now a little over six years later, masturbation has become a integral part of how I share myself with my lover. I still masturbate alone, mostly in the shower or tub, but I also do it with my lover in various configurations. Really, masturbation is not as much about self-pleasure as it is about trying to understand my desires and fantasies and then sharing them so they can be realized.
Seventeen years after that first orgasm the stigma has been stripped away for me and what's left is a profound sense of how masturbation makes my life more full and open.
-rpr
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"I masturbate..." Day Sex... er, I mean Six
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I agree with Dossie Easton and Catherine Lisz, authors of Ethical Slut that the basic unit of sex is not a pair, but ONE--and when I know myself and what I like, I can combine my energy with others in a healthy way. Masturbation is not only an important part of my solo sex life, it makes for sexxxy partner play too. -Jeff
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"I masturbate..." Day Four
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I masturbate for self discovery and inner growth. I masturbate because every time I do, it reminds me that I'm alive and that I matter to myself. I masturbate in fun and play as well as in sorrow and sadness. I masturbate for more than just an orgasm. I masturbate in as many different ways as I can, staying true to both my cock and my cunt. I masturbate for the experience of having and seeing all of me, and giving that experience to myself even if it is only for a moment. -Christy
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I think the problem with the traditional male gaze as seen in erotic photography is that the desire (and power) has been taken from the subject of the photo. She has been turned into an object that is incomplete without the (male) viewer and by implication, his desire for her as an object. Her power has been taken away and given to the viewer. My participants retain their desire and their power. The power of the image is within the subject of that image. They are complete and whole whether there is a viewer or not. When I photograph women in intimate situations these are women who are letting us respectfully watch.
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I am a sex-positive feminist photographer.
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Loving Needleplay @ The Purple Lotus, Oakland circa 2004
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Unzip
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@ The Purple Lotus, Oakland CA 2004
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Love is Blind(folded)
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Gender Outlaws, The Next Generation
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Celebrate Bisexuality Day! Happy Autumn! Welcome Airial!
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Today is both the first day of Autumn and Celebrate Bisexuality Day. And I feel the need to kick some knowledge.
We get two Equinoxes a year, right? Two days when the amount of time the earth is in shadow is equal to the amount of time exposed to the sun. I don’t equate dark with bad, or negative or scary, or something to be avoided. I don’t see light as inherently good, positive, something to always be in. Each state has something to value and something to limit. Balance. I’m always moving toward balance. That’s why the Solstices are significant to me too; the days of least balance. The Summer Solstice, for me is a moment of extreme exposure, baring my soul to the sun and to anybody else clever enough to pay attention, and the Winter Solstice is that feeling of complete saturation, restoration, my soul wrapped up in the sparkly dark. 4 days out of the 375 that are clear demarcation points.
I have no judgment for or against any of these; how could I? Who am I to sit in judgment of natural phenomena as powerful as the world spinning? What a waste of time to say the Summer Solstice is best and good and the only day to celebrate. Why see the Autumnal Equinox as a day of mourning because there will be less light? Why condemn the Winter Solstice for being too much dark? In this mode, 2 days are bad and 2 days are good. Only half of the year is good? Who says there are no struggles in the light? Who says there is only pain to be found in the dark? Not me. Nobody asked for my input when these rules were made. No one took into account my experiences when assigning value to these phenomena. I wasn’t around when these categorical decisions were made, and I feel no allegiance to them. I am Californian, where the fair weather is worth more than gold. I’ve never lived in Northern Europe, don’t have any sense of being afraid of winter storms, have not gone months upon months without seeing the sun. I’m not a farmer, druid, nor pagan, yet I celebrate the change in the seasons. You see? The natural world is mine to experience as I will. I can release what does not serve me. I do not have to accept the realities of those who have come before me.
My devotion to balance allows me to surrender to the moment. I can go so far into the dark because I know the light is just waiting for the turn of the earth, and vice versa. movimentum bilanx ~ In movement, I find balance and the Equinox is that perfect day of balance incarnate.
Now take everything I just said and apply it to sexual orientation. Want to make the correlation of the Summer Solstice as hetero and the Winter Solstice as homo and the two equinoxes as bisexuality? Instead of the wheel of a year, it’s the spectrum of sexuality we can move along, both as a species and within an individual’s lifespan. And take note, there is twice as much bisexuality represented on that wheel… coincidence? Hmm? Just an idea. How can one sit in judgment of something so personally powerful as sexuality?
I can’t value hetero over homo, just as I don’t see biexuality existing in reaction to those perceived poles. I don’t believe any behavior or lifestyle is more natural than any other. I see all three as biologically imperative to our survival as a hyper social species. I see all three as healthy forms of relationships, marriages, partnerships… whatever. Being bisexual is not about being more fickle, or more afraid, or more commitment shy then those who identify as hetero or homo. It is about who you love and when and why. The categories of hetero and homo were constructed without my input. Without my experiences being taken into consideration. They hold no personal value to me. Regardless of what my predecessors were trying to do back in the day when they decided this made sense; I see these hierarchical structures as vehicles of stigmatization and control. I am not interested in perpetuating this false dichotomy. I am very interested in dismantling it. We get to experience our world as we see fit. Sexual health is a basic fundamental human right. We need to define our sexuality based upon truth, pleasure and health. We can leave behind the abusive, the oppressive, the dysfunctional. A lot of work has to be done to move past both heteronormativity and mononormativity, but we can do it. It’s all about movement and balance.
To quote Michael Franti, “What I be is what I be.” I love that song. I love that man and his mission and his music and his method and his message. Yup, love it. His music makes me happy down to the core, soothes all my ruffled feathers; which seem to get ruffled so easily these days. It’s the reality infused with positivity that touches me. When he growls:
If I could be sex my words would protect
I'd be in the lives of all who connect
What the heck, I'd make it so we all got selected
pores would be dripping pure hot intellect and
The minds of the masses would all stay erect and
Then just for kicks, I'd mail out some checks
Addressed to those who sent their used latex in
Yes, that's what I would if I were sex
As a nerd this makes me happy, as a sex-positive researcher, advocate and writer this warms me, as a woman committed to a path of responsible hedonism, I am thrilled by it. This song is also about balance, the tautology of the self. I am both light and dark, I can not be one without the other.
Another Michael Franti line: “It’s not about who you love, but do you love?”
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Oakland, CA
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"I have always been interested in sexuality. I could say that the interest started as a kid - but my real drive towards self education started in my teens. I read about sexuality wherever I could. I frightened my mother by not only watching, but taping on the VCR the GLBT march on Washington when I was 16. I was thrilled by the sexual diversity I saw there with leather folk, drag queens, butches, and other queer folk and felt, for the first time, that I had found "my people." I have always had the drive to find out and explore, when it comes to sexuality. And if something that they are interested in turns out to not be something that I am not interested I find that I can be valuable as a cheerleader for the other person. I'm proud to be a person that many people have said has served as an example for them to be less ashamed of their own sexuality and start embracing just what they find sexy."
-Katie Peach
-Katie Peach
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