Hot cam, bro.

“Hot cam, bro.”

Mesmerized by his hard dick on my screen, the head just catching the shimmer of reflected light of my own swollen dick, it took me a minute to realise he had messaged me with his other hand.

“You too, amazing dick dude. I can’t stop watching you stroke it.”

Anyone who’s experienced a bate with another bator can tell you – often gushingly – how different, how connected, how hot the experience is rather than just “having a wank”. And while the details of my own journey to settling into my bator kink identity could fill its own volume, one sure-fire distilled truth is that Bateworld is, was, and remains a core part of my bator experience.

The vidchat room on Bateworld has been my bate launchpad for years; whether an hour or a day’s worth of time on my hands, it rarely fails to deliver on a dream. Certainly, in my lifetime – decades –  of camming it was neither the original nor the latest – but it was the only one that came attached to a veritable directory of dick that was, most importantly, attached to the most precious commodity of all for a bator – other bonafide bators.

Like the sharp cut of the waning sun the crimson red background of the site makes my room glow with cruising vibes, and before I’m even ready for it I’m looking at all sorts of men in all sorts of states. Hard, soft, at attention, spent – maybe even attached to a smile or a look of ecstatic agony firing his shot off someone’s shoulder, gleeful as cum runs down his face. Opening Bateworld isn’t unlike the approach to the trees, pushing past the rubber slats to the darkroom, or the furtive glances to your periphery strolling into the men’s room. I’m here to test the promise – that fleeting moment of total and arresting possibility of fulfilling the hottest fantasy I’ve hastily constructed in my head. He, they, are here – and I’m here to take it.

“Hey, I’m back.”

– fiveon1

Full story in Bator Sex Zine, Issue 2 in Print or Digital PDF