Ever Try to Stop Masturbating?
by Richard Lovel
This is one of my favorite topics. Where does the line between good clean (well, maybe not “clean”) fun stop and compulsive behavior begin? Do we masturbate because it makes us feel good, or do we HAVE to masturbate to feel good? Addiction is such a slippery slope.
I often feel guilty and ashamed, not for masturbating, but for how much time and energy I spend doing it. And yet when I think of how addicted I am, how helpless I am, it excites me in some weird way and I want to do it even more. A feedback circle I can’t break.
I have tried stopping when I was a teenager. I never made it past 4 or 5 days. I have tried “cutting back” as an adult. I can masturbate less frequently for a time, then I bust out and jerk off like a monkey in rut. I’m hooked; I know it, I’m ashamed, and I love it!
For me, the “naughtiness” of masturbation is erotic, so the act of trying to stop is arousing. Sort of a fetish or fantasy arousal. Of course I am not seriously trying. Not anymore, anyway, having failed repeatedly.
I embrace the solosex lifestyle that seems to have found me! Enjoyment of my penis and everything related to that enjoyment is one of lifes great pleasures. I intend to masturbate for as long as I can and don’t consider this as an addiction, but more of a pleasureable outlet that gives so much back!