Viciado em Punheta

He knows exactly what he's doing. GIFs of Nick Scarpino teasing us with his feet.

This man is such a king. Video below:

Straight guy: *Rolls his eyes, spits on the table and forces the homo to lick it*

Straight guy: Is your dick hard, faggot?

There was a time in my life where I would spend my free time reading books, taking language classes, going to the gym, watching movies - but all that changed once I discovered the bate life. I can resume the last 3 years of my life into two simple activities: working and bating. The first one I do just so I can support the second one, which is the real reason why I live: to workship my PENIS.

It all started with slowly neglecting my friend’s invitations just so I could spend my weekends at home watching porn. Since then it has evolve to complete neglect from doing simple house chores such as cleaning the house or taking the gargabe. I still do it when it’s already completely unbearable, but up until then I complete ignore these simple chores.

I thought my addiction couldn’t get worse than that, but today I was proven the contrary:

After lying for 3 days pretending to be sick just so I could skip work to stay home masturbating, my boss called to check on me and I proceed to answer the call while masturbating to a Johnny Rapid getting DP video. As I would talk to my boss and lie about how sick I was, and how I felt like I wouldn’t be able to go to work for the rest of the week, I pumped my leaking PENIS to the vision of all those men fucking in front of me. 

After flanking on my plans for the day, I decided to order some food, and while I was waiting I obviously bated my dong to the fullest, getting gooned out of my mind on my greasy dong.

Minutes later, the doorbell rang and I had two options: put on some clothes, wash my hands and greet the delivery man, or be honest and go as I did: wearing a ripped up shirt and white briefs, both with cum and piss stains, and hands covered with albolene and precum (you can imagine the smell).

Is there anything better than watching porn for hours and hours, losing track of time and overstimulating your cock? To me, it feels almost like a religious experience to dedicate my life to watching numerous hours of porn per day. I’ve consumed all my spare time with it, and now I catch myself checking only the social medias related in some way with porn - my accounts on tumblr, bateworld, twitter (@matthewhitexxx), fetlife - it makes my whole life revolves around porn, in some way.

I don’t remember the last time I watched a regular movie, or read a book, or did anything that would actually bring me any knowledge outside of the porn world - and I don’t have any intentions of ever doing it again.

I’m one of those young bators who were lucky enough to find out they were addicted to porn and masturbation at a very young age. I started rubbing it when I was 10 and found out my dad’s porn stash (a lot of magazines and dvds) - no one taught me how to do it, my hand simply knew it had to rub my cock until it felt good. 

I used to spend all afternoons and part of the night alone at the house, so my sexual awakening was quite fast. At age 15 I already had watched basically all kinds of porn and developed a huge number of fetishes that most boys my age wouldn’t even dream to have. Around that age I also discovered some local websites for hookups, and decided to have my first time my any man who wanted to use me - and so I did. I won’t spend too much time talking about it, but sex really didn’t do anything for me. 

I tried being a top a few times, always unsuccessfully - maybe porn has ruined it for me, but my dick would never get hard in real sex - which made me be a bottom in all my experiences. I also tried most of the fetishes out there, but they also didn’t do much for me, at least not as much as PORN did. So I started having sex less and less, and when I was 18 I decided to stop it altogether and dedicate my life to PORN and masturbation.

It was by far the best decision I ever made, cause it made me focus on what really mattered - myself and my cock. Instead of wasting hours looking for hookups online, I would spend the whole day masturbating and talking to other masturbators about our experiences and sharing porn. 

As I let the addiction take over, my desire to bate for more and more hours also increased, but I still lived with my parents, so I had to cut down on my bating hours for a while. Luckily once I was 18 I went to college and rented an apartament for myself, which allowed me to spend most of my time bating in my room. I was the happiest I’ve ever been: my tv had porn blasting 24/7, my furniture was almost all covered by cum stains and most of my classes didn’t have mandatory attendance, so I could spend full time in porn bliss.

That was my life for 4 years, until I had to get an actual job and had my routine completely thrown off. I had to work for 7 hours everyday, but from the moment I walked back home, I would pull my dong out and masturbate. 

Luckily in the same year I got a job proposal in another country, in fact, on the other side of the world. In my bator mind that was the perfect opportunity for me, cause it would allow me to be as far away from anyone I know and this would allow me to turn my new apartament into a total cumdump and no one would ever know, nor would I ever have the need to clean it up.

Right now my life consists basically of waking up, having a morning bate before work, going to work and having at least 2 bate-breaks (besides lunch break), and going back home to my porn-filled laptop. 

Even though it seems like a perfect bator life, I feel like I can increase my bate quality even more - I’ve been working on opportunities for me to work from home. This way I would be my own boss, making my own hours and the money necessary to cover my basic expenses, and wouldn’t have to leave the apartament anymore. 

My point is: in today’s society you don’t have to leave your house to buy clothes, furniture or even food, nor to check you bank account, so why can’t you stay in for work?