Monday, November 13, 2017

Pushing the Limits

In regards to What Stuff Coach

Well guys, if you are asking for true confessions, I am one of those who jacked nearly every day or night, starting at age 13. I tried to ration it, telling myself that it was a bad habit. By bad habit, I don't mean that I thought masturbation was harmful. I thought it was bad because I feared how awful it would be if people I respected found out that I did it. Such as my grandmother, my counselor at school, my pastor, etc. I was scared to death of getting caught. But it wasn't until years later that I had the self discipline to skip more than a single day without taking care of business.

Sometimes I lost control of myself and went beyond my once-a-day routine. One year at camp I nearly wore my dick out. I had a sort of infatuation for a slightly younger boy. I kept my eye on him and hung out near him as much as possible, trying to catch him masturbating, or trying at least to discover signs that he did it. I did not want him to know that I did the nasty deed, but I was determined to catch him doing it in order to satisfy my strange curiosity. I obsessed about him so much that I was constantly horny, making me jack several times every day. I never did confirm that he knew how to get a load out, but due to thinking about him all the time I pounded myself that week much more than once-a-day. 

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