Showing posts with label sin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sin. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Masturbation

I love to masturbate! If that wasn't emphatic enough, let me say it again. I love masturbation! I love everything about it. I like talking about it. I like doing it. I like seeing both men and women do it. I'm even collecting solo sex toys for men (there's not that many out there). I primarily use a Fleshlight, but if I'm in the mood, I also like to occassionally experiment with anal play (butt plugs and dildos).

Here is a video for you Christians that think masturbation is a "sin." I used to believe that, too, and it caused me years of pain and suffering - not to mention needless guilt - as I struggled with my own strong sex drive.



As far back as I can remember, I've always been fond of fondling myself. I would lay on my back in bed, with my two brothers sleeping on either side of me, and I would quietly slide my pants and underwear down to my ankles, and touch myself. I would play with my then pinky-sized penis, and would roll my balls in between my fingers and how good that felt, even prior to reaching puberty. I would run my fingers down the shaft of my tiny "wee-wee" and pull my foreskin back and fully expose my glans. It was so sensitive to the touch. I knew by then what circumcision was and wondered how people that were circumcised dealt with the sensitivity. I mean, it was just "out there" all the time. I can remember the first time I had an orgasm. I think it was after I started watching porn movies that my brother acquired - around the age of 12 or 13. Anyway, I was sitting on the toilet and I was touching myself. I imagined what it would be like to have sex with a girl, so I took my hand and curled it into the shape of a vagina (amazing how I instinctively knew how to do this). I started to rub my penis up and down. It felt so good. I kept on doing it and I could feel something deep inside my loins. I kept it up until I felt something, then braced as I had my first-ever orgasm. It was intense! I've never felt anything like that before. I couldn't remember if any semen came out (probably just a drop or two). Over the course of the next few years, I masturbated constantly, at least every week, usually every couple of days. Then, when I turned 21, I sadly joined a church that disapproved of masturbating (as most of them wrongly do), citing it as "impurity." I stopped masturbating for 2 years straight. Then, I did it again. I slipped up. And I felt so much guilt and shame over it. The next five years after that, I have had a love-hate relationship with it. Now, I've learned that it's natural, normal, and beautiful - and I do it whenever I can. I love it. Love it! Love it! Love it! And I'm never going to stop. Especially now that I know that the Bible verses cited against masturbation are taken out of context (no surprise there).

Monday, September 16, 2013

Confessions of a confession addict

I answered a question on Yahoo! Answers and decided it was a topic that I needed to address further. The asker was scared that if he didn't confess his sins enough, then he might die with unconfessed sin and end up in Hell. For some reason, a lot of people (including myself at one point in time), think that if you don't confess your sins, then they are still "on" you and they will drag you down into the eternal pit of fire. Here's my response: