Very compulsive masturbator on his obsession
Sometimes I wonder if I am sick. I crave masturbating, arrange my whole life around it. I’ll do literally anything for a few hours of uninterrupted masturbation pleasure. I don’t care about food, sleep, work, social contacts … nothing matters more than the nasty fun I give myself. I could be having sex with men or women every night of the week. But, all I want is to feed my mind with filthy, twisted porn while I enjoy my own delicious genitals.
this is indeed the obsessive power of the act of masturbation. my masturbations are long, intense, and the center of my existence. are we sick? who cares? penis rules. like you, i could be having sex with other men, but the #1 truth of my life is that i’d rather be alone, solosexing my own penis. accept truth.