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Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator
In Portrait of a Masturbator, author Jason Armstrong takes you into a world of men for whom masturbation is more than a quick wank to relieve stress or a substitute for so-called “real sex”. For some men, masturbation is the best sex of their lives and they have created a community to celebrate it. In the first book ever to do so, the concept of solosexuality is explored through Jason Armstrong’s personal lens, making this book a memoir, a manifesto and an investigation into living a life in which masturbation is one’s primary sexual outlet.
130 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 24, 2016
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August 3, 2021
If you have asked people about the definition of solosexual say thirty years ago, I bet not many would understand what that term means. I doubt if that term even existed back then. However, today we have the definitions and terminologies of many things that might’ve existed a long time ago but did not have a single word referring to them or defining them. Today solosexuality is not just a term but an actual culture that is being embraced by many men around the world. I am using men exclusively here not because females cannot be solosexuals but because from what I see around, men are more out about it and embrace it than females. I think the author focused on it that way too based on his own connections and experiences.
Several chapters are brilliantly written and explained that raise many questions inside your head be it the one that talks about self-love and how that one person’s imperfection could be the fetish of someone else’s. Then there is this interesting chapter that talks about masturbation addiction and the author’s perspective about it. The talk about religious ecstasy compared to sexual ecstasy is truly fascinating and how the two become one in a bate session sending a man to the highest level of bliss. There is a lot to read and a lot to think about.
When it comes to nonfiction, especially those depending on the author’s personal experiences, I need to build a connection with the author through his words. I just love how honest and open Jason Armstrong is in expressing himself whether it is about his feelings, sexuality, or experiences. That honesty and openness created a strong connection between his writing and my mind especially because this is a subject not usually talked about openly and I don’t think it has been brought up enough in literature. After reading the first few paragraphs, I knew that I was going to get a lot from this book and enjoy it as well. I think many readers should read this book as it will make them think and ask questions about themselves, their feelings, and sexuality, and their loved ones. It was a fantastic read for me.
The Review
Several chapters are brilliantly written and explained that raise many questions inside your head be it the one that talks about self-love and how that one person’s imperfection could be the fetish of someone else’s. Then there is this interesting chapter that talks about masturbation addiction and the author’s perspective about it. The talk about religious ecstasy compared to sexual ecstasy is truly fascinating and how the two become one in a bate session sending a man to the highest level of bliss. There is a lot to read and a lot to think about.
When it comes to nonfiction, especially those depending on the author’s personal experiences, I need to build a connection with the author through his words. I just love how honest and open Jason Armstrong is in expressing himself whether it is about his feelings, sexuality, or experiences. That honesty and openness created a strong connection between his writing and my mind especially because this is a subject not usually talked about openly and I don’t think it has been brought up enough in literature. After reading the first few paragraphs, I knew that I was going to get a lot from this book and enjoy it as well. I think many readers should read this book as it will make them think and ask questions about themselves, their feelings, and sexuality, and their loved ones. It was a fantastic read for me.
The Review
October 16, 2020
As a huge fan of masturbation, I find the idea that it is nothing more than a pale imitation of "true" sexuality really problematic. A means of brainwashing people to be ashamed of their solosexuality. I love what Jason Armstrong has done here to normalise it without diminishing its right to be dirty, nasty, delicious, and daily. The term "Solosexual" is going straight into my vocabulary.
January 22, 2020
Man to Man
Very interesting read regarding a male and his sexuality. This is something all men do and will continue throughout life.
Very interesting read regarding a male and his sexuality. This is something all men do and will continue throughout life.
March 26, 2021
I’m not alone
It was really nice the first half. It had me hearing stories I thought about growing up and in my twenties. It’s nice to know I wasn’t alone.
It was really nice the first half. It had me hearing stories I thought about growing up and in my twenties. It’s nice to know I wasn’t alone.
August 1, 2025
Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator by Jason Armstrong
Review by Michael Adam Reale
Headline: A Sacred Manifesto of Erotic Autonomy
I Rated it Five Stars for Radical Self-Love ☆☆☆☆☆
Jason Armstrong’s Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator is not merely a memoir—it’s a manifesto, a cultural excavation, and a devotional hymn to the erotic self. In a world that often treats masturbation as a shameful substitute for “real sex,” Armstrong flips the script, offering a radical reframe: what if self-pleasure is not the fallback, but the pinnacle?
Through candid storytelling and philosophical inquiry, Armstrong introduces readers to the solosexual identity—a sexual orientation centered on masturbation as the primary mode of erotic fulfillment. His prose is raw, unapologetic, and often poetic, tracing the contours of desire, shame, ecstasy, and liberation. He writes not just about technique or habit, but about ritual, community, and the sacred pigginess of uninhibited self-love.
What makes this book remarkable is its refusal to sanitize. Armstrong dives into the gritty, ecstatic, and sometimes contradictory realities of being a solosexual man. He explores addiction, religious parallels, and the ecstatic trance of “bate sessions” with a reverence that borders on the mystical. His honesty is disarming, and his vulnerability becomes a kind of invitation—an altar where readers might lay down their own inherited shame.
The book also serves as a cultural document. Armstrong chronicles the emergence of online communities like BateWorld, where men gather not to hide their habits, but to celebrate them. In doing so, he positions solosexuality not as a fringe kink, but as a legitimate and deeply personal orientation.
For readers unfamiliar with this terrain, Solosexual may be challenging. But for those willing to engage, it offers a profound meditation on autonomy, erotic agency, and the transformative power of self-recognition. Armstrong’s voice is not just confessional—it’s communal. He writes for the bros, the bators, the idiots-for-love, and the sacred fools who find divinity in the grip of their own hand.
On a More Personal Note:
I first connected with Jason back in 2016—two solosexuals in dialogue, texting through some now-forgotten app, going deep into the folds of erotic philosophy and lived truth. We paused the conversation not out of disinterest, but because the words themselves were interfering with the rhythm of our bating sessions. Even then, there was a kind of reverence: a recognition that solosex isn’t just about pleasure, but about presence.
Years later, after reading Solosex: Portrait of a Masturbator, I felt compelled to reach out again. My spouse read it too, and we mailed a copy to a close friend and relative. Jason responded with glee—not just that his book had reached new hands, but that it had touched new hearts. That joy was palpable, and it deepened our bond.
Since then, we’ve maintained a rich email correspondence. His words continue to echo, not just in the solosexual community, but in the broader field of erotic agency and self-recognition. Jason’s work is a mirror, a torch, and a balm. I’m grateful for the way our paths have intertwined—and for the sacred space his writing has carved out for so many of us.
—Michael Adam Reale
Review by Michael Adam Reale
Headline: A Sacred Manifesto of Erotic Autonomy
I Rated it Five Stars for Radical Self-Love ☆☆☆☆☆
Jason Armstrong’s Solosexual: Portrait of a Masturbator is not merely a memoir—it’s a manifesto, a cultural excavation, and a devotional hymn to the erotic self. In a world that often treats masturbation as a shameful substitute for “real sex,” Armstrong flips the script, offering a radical reframe: what if self-pleasure is not the fallback, but the pinnacle?
Through candid storytelling and philosophical inquiry, Armstrong introduces readers to the solosexual identity—a sexual orientation centered on masturbation as the primary mode of erotic fulfillment. His prose is raw, unapologetic, and often poetic, tracing the contours of desire, shame, ecstasy, and liberation. He writes not just about technique or habit, but about ritual, community, and the sacred pigginess of uninhibited self-love.
What makes this book remarkable is its refusal to sanitize. Armstrong dives into the gritty, ecstatic, and sometimes contradictory realities of being a solosexual man. He explores addiction, religious parallels, and the ecstatic trance of “bate sessions” with a reverence that borders on the mystical. His honesty is disarming, and his vulnerability becomes a kind of invitation—an altar where readers might lay down their own inherited shame.
The book also serves as a cultural document. Armstrong chronicles the emergence of online communities like BateWorld, where men gather not to hide their habits, but to celebrate them. In doing so, he positions solosexuality not as a fringe kink, but as a legitimate and deeply personal orientation.
For readers unfamiliar with this terrain, Solosexual may be challenging. But for those willing to engage, it offers a profound meditation on autonomy, erotic agency, and the transformative power of self-recognition. Armstrong’s voice is not just confessional—it’s communal. He writes for the bros, the bators, the idiots-for-love, and the sacred fools who find divinity in the grip of their own hand.
On a More Personal Note:
I first connected with Jason back in 2016—two solosexuals in dialogue, texting through some now-forgotten app, going deep into the folds of erotic philosophy and lived truth. We paused the conversation not out of disinterest, but because the words themselves were interfering with the rhythm of our bating sessions. Even then, there was a kind of reverence: a recognition that solosex isn’t just about pleasure, but about presence.
Years later, after reading Solosex: Portrait of a Masturbator, I felt compelled to reach out again. My spouse read it too, and we mailed a copy to a close friend and relative. Jason responded with glee—not just that his book had reached new hands, but that it had touched new hearts. That joy was palpable, and it deepened our bond.
Since then, we’ve maintained a rich email correspondence. His words continue to echo, not just in the solosexual community, but in the broader field of erotic agency and self-recognition. Jason’s work is a mirror, a torch, and a balm. I’m grateful for the way our paths have intertwined—and for the sacred space his writing has carved out for so many of us.
—Michael Adam Reale
April 25, 2023
This is a remarkable book written by an unflinchingly honest and introspective writer. Jason Armstrong's book is part memoir, part manifesto, and consistently masterful. His words are both raw and wise.
The deftness with which he takes us into, through, and beyond the world of bating and solosexuality (a term still so new that spell check insists I made it up) is nothing less than stunning. From the history of masturbation itself to deeply personal and moving anecdotes to piercing analysis to a multitude of insightful questions, Jason explains himself to himself- and thus to us. If we accept his gift of audacious self-examination, we can in turn begin to explain ourselves to ourselves.
Every time I paused to think, "Yeah, bator bro, but what about...?" Jason read my mind and addressed every shade of meaning I was hoping he'd explore. My paperback copy is filled with my markings of each of Jason's brilliant observations, brave confessions, and confident expressions of pride in the man he's become. This isn't just a book about bating or about a new (yet ageless) form of self-love; it's an ardent expression of the power of self-transformation and owning one's authenticity with aplomb and honor.
The deftness with which he takes us into, through, and beyond the world of bating and solosexuality (a term still so new that spell check insists I made it up) is nothing less than stunning. From the history of masturbation itself to deeply personal and moving anecdotes to piercing analysis to a multitude of insightful questions, Jason explains himself to himself- and thus to us. If we accept his gift of audacious self-examination, we can in turn begin to explain ourselves to ourselves.
Every time I paused to think, "Yeah, bator bro, but what about...?" Jason read my mind and addressed every shade of meaning I was hoping he'd explore. My paperback copy is filled with my markings of each of Jason's brilliant observations, brave confessions, and confident expressions of pride in the man he's become. This isn't just a book about bating or about a new (yet ageless) form of self-love; it's an ardent expression of the power of self-transformation and owning one's authenticity with aplomb and honor.
January 25, 2024
Honesto
Un narrador sencillo,honesto entrega sus experiencias de vida.Las comparte con las emociones que lo hacen sentir,reflexionar.
Me parece que aún hay mucho más que compartir,más emociones íntimas que compartir.
Un narrador sencillo,honesto entrega sus experiencias de vida.Las comparte con las emociones que lo hacen sentir,reflexionar.
Me parece que aún hay mucho más que compartir,más emociones íntimas que compartir.
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