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January 10th, 2026 -- by Bacchus

What Is Gooning?

Let’s dive right in! Gooning is masturbation with diligence and great duration, somewhat obsessively, often in a bit of a trance state where time loses all meaning. Gooning done properly is quite thoroughly mind-altering.

naked man in a goon trance while jerking it with a jelly sleeve sex toy

Gooning is serious masturbation, usually while looking at porn and neglecting all your other obligations. The connotations of being a gooner are comical and derisive. Gooning, like masturbation itself only more so, has a stigma.

furtively gooning at the office to clandestine bondage porn when he ought to be working

Gooning stigma is only to be expected. Gooning is slang from Reddit, gaming communities, and other places like that. These are not places famous for sex positivity, so it’s no wonder that the discourse around gooning is not sex-positive either. Gooners are almost always figures of mockery.

faceless gooning otaku whacking off to endless boxes of porn DVDs

Although gooning is male-coded by default, women can and do goon. However I suspect (without evidence) that few women are labeled as gooners or teased for gooning unless they’ve self-identified and claimed the label for their own reasons, just as women don’t usually get as much masturbation stigma laid upon them as men do.

cartoon of a woman with big tits searching porn for art references who ends up gooning

In an older but still active subsense of the word “gooning”, gooners may deliberately edge themselves or delay orgasm for long periods of time for an enhanced orgasmic experience; this can be a deliberate means of achieving the self-hypnotized or dazed state that gooners also frequently achieve by accident. This edging or orgasm control sense of the word was an early connotation that is still reflected in how Wikipedia weakly redirects “gooning” to its edging article.

Urban Dictionary includes many competing and conflicting entries (as always) but the popular entries exclusively focused on edging tend to be older. Newish entries with a good ratio of upvotes to downvotes look more like this one:

Gooning: For males: the act of becoming completely self-absorbed with your penis and masturbation, such that your face and mannerisms takes on the personality of a goon: tongue out, vacant expression, grunting, muttering. Men gooning often prefer hours of edging/erection to actual release/orgasm. An artifact of modern times and plentiful porn.

See also this one:

Gooning: masturbation so intense that it becomes a state of meditation that consumes you and provides endless pleasure, you either pair it with overstimming (cumming as much as you can) or edging (trying not to cum for as long as possible). There is not one way to goon, they all just have one goal; be consumed by your masturbation into bliss. It is almost always (but doesn’t need to be) paired with porn or surrounds itself with porn. It is also known at bating.

If you are young and highly online, this gooning primer will perhaps have been a belaborment of the obvious for you. But I have been encountering gooner references for a dozen years or more, and despite obvious context clues referencing masturbation, I couldn’t quite pin down what all the deeper slang connotations were. I finally had to get down in the linguistic research mud and figure all this out. Once having done so, why not share with the class?

I’m sure there are gooner nuances I missed or even got wrong. Feel free to fill up the comments with your takes on gooning!

Art credits: The naked gooning man with the jelly sleeve toy at the top of the post is by an unknown/anonymous artist. The office worker furtively gooning at his desk while clandestinely viewing bondage porn is by Adler. The faceless otaku goon methodically whacking his way through boxes of porn DVDs is by Vyrus Smith. The two-panel comic of the woman who accidentally ends up gooning while porn searching is by artist Butter Sugoi.

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October 24th, 2025 -- by Bacchus

Alpine Hiking With Heidi

There’s a lot to be said for having an uninhibited north-European girlfriend who likes outdoor activities, and not the least is that on a fine day during a hike in the mountains she’s never too shy to get down on her knees among the wildflowers and make a perfect day even better!

backpacker hikers enjoying an outdoor blowjob on a mountain hike in the sunshine

Artwork is by Adler.

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October 4th, 2025 -- by Bacchus

Glory Hole Cock Gauntlet

She goes in the cock gauntlet at one end. She doesn’t come out the other until all the cocks are soft and satisfied. How many men are waiting outside the blowbox? Dozens she knows about. Hundreds from the sound of it. It’s going to be a long day:

woman servicing a couple of dozen cocks in a wooden glory hole box

Artwork is by Adler.

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September 21st, 2025 -- by Bacchus

Stairwell Tryst

No one would ever begrudge the prim and proper office manager her sneaky trysts at the bottom of the stairwell, but why is her secret lover completely naked? Where are his clothes?

naked man flips up the skirt of a woman in professional office clothes for a hard fuck against the stairs

It’s a mystery.

The artist is Adler.

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February 14th, 2016 -- by Bacchus

He Hearts Her: A Valentine

 
August 15th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

Wrap It Up!

Joyce Wadler has a column in yesterday’s New York Times about the perils of getting all your sex education from informal but highly-attentive reading, back in the day. This personal reminiscence about Saran Wrap is pretty hilarious:

Luckily, by the time I was 16, I had moved on to more anatomically instructive reading material [including] the Playboy Advisor.

You had to haul through all sorts of tedious stuff about stereo systems and a well-stocked bar before getting to one item of sexual information and it seems to me this might have been the place where I picked up the information about Saran Wrap… It was so absurd even Hugh Hefner couldn’t have endorsed it. Probably that was what attracted me, the silliness of it. It couldn’t be viable? Could it?

This sex tip, anyway, was that in place of a condom, one could use Saran Wrap, you just had to make certain things were well wrapped.

Looking back on it I find it hard to believe there was a teenage boy willing to go along with this, but then we were dealing with the thing a teenage boy will do anything for: sex.

So we got the Saran Wrap and wrapped. And wrapped. And wrapped. You new readers may not know this, but in matters of safety and personal health I am scrupulous. So we kept wrapping. I cannot, even in educationally correct greengrocer terms (root vegetable? zucchini? summer squash?) do justice to the final result. Let’s just say the only sexual thing possible, when we were done, was to look, and having looked, it was not something you would ever forget. Wait, I’ve got it: Picture a noble palace guard, swathed in 13 layers of dry cleaner’s plastic wrap, but, you know, proportional.

Anyway, summer ends, the teenage boy, who had been a waiter at one of the hotels, goes back home to New York City and this being one of the things in my life I want to block out forever, I do.

Until one day when I am 62, in the supermarket and a voice calls out: “Joyce! Joyce Wadler!” And it is he. Now a shrink. Living one block away from me. Who has remembered, God help me, my full name. I chat with him for the least possible time because all I can see is that image sort of hanging over us, like a Goodyear blimp. I cannot believe he is not remembering it, too, but it’s not the sort of thing I want to acknowledge. Where would I start? “Shrink, huh, what made you get into that?” “Do much cooking?” “What do you think is better, baggies or Saran Wrap or do you like your stuff shrink wrapped?”

Awkward…

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March 8th, 2012 -- by Bacchus

A Guide To Casual Sex

I’m not single. I’m not a girl. And I’ve never been socially smooth enough to arrange casual sex. So I am uniquely disqualified to opine on the advice in Adaya Adler’s Awesome Casual Sex For Single Girls. However, I’ve read the advice contained therein and I have to say, it sounds like good advice. Especially this bit, which matches my own prejudices and experiences (and isn’t that always the sort of advice we like best?)

No Cheaters — EVER!

All the websites listed above do, unfortunately, contain a large number of boyfriends and husbands who are looking to play around behind their significant others’ backs. These men are to be avoided at all costs. Cheating is highly disrespectful behavior, and if they’re willing to be that disrespectful of the person who is suppose to be the closest to them, they will not hesitate to disrespect you. (This can be any type of behavior to lying about their STD status to surreptitiously removing a condom during sex.)

Fellows, the guide wasn’t written for you, but it doesn’t take a genius to de-gender and re-gender that advice to suit your needs. A word to the wise is sufficient…

 
 
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