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	<title>Comments on: shame and humiliation of our behavior</title>
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	<description>Living with Chronic Masturbation Addiction</description>
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		<title>By: Onania Org/asm</title>
		<link>http://onania.org/asm/post/2807/comment-page-1#comment-2882</link>
		<dc:creator>Onania Org/asm</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2010 17:18:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes I have &quot;guides&quot; in my masturbation fantasies also. Not the same female each time though. Sometimes she is a MILF, maybe a nurse or counselor. Sometimes a hottie college girl who teases me for fun. But like you I am never allowed to have full satisfying and manly intercourse. I am humiliated with my masturbation habit and forced to ejaculate outside the pussy I so urgently crave. I&#039;m just a chronic masturbator and don&#039;t deserve real pussy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes I have &#8220;guides&#8221; in my masturbation fantasies also. Not the same female each time though. Sometimes she is a MILF, maybe a nurse or counselor. Sometimes a hottie college girl who teases me for fun. But like you I am never allowed to have full satisfying and manly intercourse. I am humiliated with my masturbation habit and forced to ejaculate outside the pussy I so urgently crave. I&#8217;m just a chronic masturbator and don&#8217;t deserve real pussy.</p>
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		<title>By: jimmy</title>
		<link>http://onania.org/asm/post/2807/comment-page-1#comment-2880</link>
		<dc:creator>jimmy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 14:34:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i totally understand what peter is saying here about humiliation being part of his masturbation fantasies...it is probably not surprising that they are definitely part of my erotic map too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i totally understand what peter is saying here about humiliation being part of his masturbation fantasies&#8230;it is probably not surprising that they are definitely part of my erotic map too.</p>
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		<title>By: peter</title>
		<link>http://onania.org/asm/post/2807/comment-page-1#comment-2879</link>
		<dc:creator>peter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 05:53:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Humiliation has always been at the center of my sexual thoughts, since my first memories of such things.  i&#039;ve always associated embarrassment with sexual arousal and activity, influenced by everything from cartoons to who-knows-what.  Masturbation goes hand-in-hand with that (pun intended).

In high school, it was common to joke about guys masturbating if you thought they were losers.  Girls would dismiss guys they&#039;d never dream of dating as &quot;jerk-offs&quot;.  It may have been the case that every guy was jerking off as fervently and frequently as i was in those days, but no one who wanted to preserve any semblance of popularity would EVER admit to it.

i developed numerous fetishes, so the fact that the things i imagined while jerking off would have subjected me to further humiliation if anyone had ever found out about them added to the shame/arousal of my habit.  i suspected that most guys - especially the popular jock-types - fantasized about fucking the cheerleaders and that sort of thing.  i fantasized about being forced by the cheerleaders to wear their panties in front of them.  i would excuse myself from class to go to the bathroom, and sit in the stall, furiously pumping my penis while thinking of the cute girl in class...but my fantasy would always turn to something i found humiliating: anything from being pantsed in front of her in the middle of class so she&#039;d see my little erection, to elaborate fantasies about the celebrity MILF i secretly lusted for in those days coming to school and, posing as my Mother, pulling me out of class while scolding me for stealing and wearing her panties that day.

i knew these were not normal.  And that knowledge made my near-constant desire to masturbate even more humiliating.  What kind of a guy strikes out with girls in his sexual fantasies?  What kind of loser can&#039;t even score with the cheerleaders in his own horny daydreams?

And yet those were the fantasies i preferred.  It was as if there were a second mind inside my own that forbade me from having &quot;real men&#039;s sexual fantasies&quot;.  In fact, i started to imagine a &quot;Guide&quot; to my sexual fantasies, an imaginary woman who would lead me through my most humiliating fantasies as i jerked off, and comment on them, watching me with a mixture of amusement, sympathy, and disgust.  i wonder if some of you have imagined a similar construct?  (Mine was based on 80s/90s supermodel Frederique van der Wal)

To this day, humiliation remains at the center of all of my many, many sexual fantasies - all of which i masturbate to helplessly every day.  Usually at least twice.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Humiliation has always been at the center of my sexual thoughts, since my first memories of such things.  i&#8217;ve always associated embarrassment with sexual arousal and activity, influenced by everything from cartoons to who-knows-what.  Masturbation goes hand-in-hand with that (pun intended).</p>
<p>In high school, it was common to joke about guys masturbating if you thought they were losers.  Girls would dismiss guys they&#8217;d never dream of dating as &#8220;jerk-offs&#8221;.  It may have been the case that every guy was jerking off as fervently and frequently as i was in those days, but no one who wanted to preserve any semblance of popularity would EVER admit to it.</p>
<p>i developed numerous fetishes, so the fact that the things i imagined while jerking off would have subjected me to further humiliation if anyone had ever found out about them added to the shame/arousal of my habit.  i suspected that most guys &#8211; especially the popular jock-types &#8211; fantasized about fucking the cheerleaders and that sort of thing.  i fantasized about being forced by the cheerleaders to wear their panties in front of them.  i would excuse myself from class to go to the bathroom, and sit in the stall, furiously pumping my penis while thinking of the cute girl in class&#8230;but my fantasy would always turn to something i found humiliating: anything from being pantsed in front of her in the middle of class so she&#8217;d see my little erection, to elaborate fantasies about the celebrity MILF i secretly lusted for in those days coming to school and, posing as my Mother, pulling me out of class while scolding me for stealing and wearing her panties that day.</p>
<p>i knew these were not normal.  And that knowledge made my near-constant desire to masturbate even more humiliating.  What kind of a guy strikes out with girls in his sexual fantasies?  What kind of loser can&#8217;t even score with the cheerleaders in his own horny daydreams?</p>
<p>And yet those were the fantasies i preferred.  It was as if there were a second mind inside my own that forbade me from having &#8220;real men&#8217;s sexual fantasies&#8221;.  In fact, i started to imagine a &#8220;Guide&#8221; to my sexual fantasies, an imaginary woman who would lead me through my most humiliating fantasies as i jerked off, and comment on them, watching me with a mixture of amusement, sympathy, and disgust.  i wonder if some of you have imagined a similar construct?  (Mine was based on 80s/90s supermodel Frederique van der Wal)</p>
<p>To this day, humiliation remains at the center of all of my many, many sexual fantasies &#8211; all of which i masturbate to helplessly every day.  Usually at least twice.</p>
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