A Tale of Too Much Info: A Masterbater's Journal
For reasons of my own I have decided to give up wacking. As of two days ago I couldn't remember the last time I had gone a day without it, but for some reason that I'm not even sure of I feel like I should give it up and see if my life changes for the better. This is particularly difficult because I believe in a sense I have measured my manhood by my wanking and porn watching. Well no more. It's further difficult because I'm 21, and on a college campus (in Florida) surrounded by hot, half naked chicks every where I go. My mind typically races from chick to chick, eye- raping them or storing them for later use. Indeed, my mind is a horny, testosterony place to be. I'm additionally giving up porn, giving me an extra 2 hours back into every day, on top of the 30 seconds jacking off. So now I need to pick up a hobby, and find a new way to define my masculanity.
I'll stop doing this if I don't eventually feel like anything has changed, or my penis kills me out of spite while I'm asleep. So far the porn watching thing has been harder than not wacking. But I was on the bus today, and I thought I was going to cum out my ears just being next to some of these chicks. Women are definitly a lot hotter when I'm not "taking care of business."
well, I have my girlfriend, so I don't think I can cling onto the prostate cancer excuse forever. We've been living together for 3 years now so we're practically married. And as all married people know, you don't have a lot of sex! Well, we go through spells where it's once a week to twice a day, depending on our classes and everything. But that was the benefit of wacking, it didn't matter how school went, you always had the energy to rub one out if you were too tired for anything else.