The title of the previous post leads me to reflect on what has been happening for me for several months and it's my frank and ongoing addiction to masturbation, straw or manuela. For more I try to set aside the usual me is impossible. The reasons which lead me to this are many: The excitement at seeing a guy're good at school or on the street, the frictions that can be achieved with someone, I see pornography on the Internet (another addiction I'm trying to quit); comments about sex I hear from my colleagues at the time of recess. The immediate reaction is to take my hand to the crotch, but unfortunately in public that can not be done, then just when I go home and before anything else, I shut myself in my room and my mind start a parade of images seen or imagination begins to fly and break me in naked bodies and imaginations of flaccid penises and straight friends and strangers. A process that takes me about 15 minutes, after which a shower makes me way to start my homework or my weekend break. I have had days of straw 2 or 3 in one session and sometimes a feeling of not being totally satisfied my excitement at night before bed, let's use another massage me with her notorious erotic images in the imagination. I heard that straw is normal and natural and the comments I have made my friends do every day more, but what worries me about my case, is that for every sexual thing I can think or remember, I have an erection and if I can a I do me. I think it's terrible having to go to a doctor sexologist make the consultation, unless a "pinch loco" (psychologist) or my dad, I think it's so intimate and so personal that does not deserve to be aired in public, but if you discuss it with someone close to help me out of this uncomfortable situation. Another thing I like is that after I finish, I have a regret and an uncomfortable feeling that tells me internally, it is wrong that I should not repeat I should find other activities that tilt away from me morbid pleasure me alone. Although I must confess that is one of the most delicious things I can have on the secret of my privacy. Sometimes I think that by not sharing in frequent sex with someone, my hormones riotous clamor and movement and action required from me, so that they can be happy and enjoy my being gay in the process of finding the path of love and companionship of a good partner. But as it happens, I play to continue giving out to my excitement, with a good manuela.
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