I read somewhere "HB8.5s are gross" lol
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I read somewhere "HB8.5s are gross" lol
Hello,
I have a puzzling problem. I am a single male, 23, and have sexual aversion OCD. As such, I have never participated in masturbation or other sexual relations. I also do everything possible to prevent erections, and not have sexual thoughts; so ultimately I am very removed from everything sexual, as much as possible. I am so averse I won't touch or even look at my genitals; but that is another problem and not the point of this question.
At night, trying to go to sleep, I frequently have spasms in my penis. I don't know what causes it; the condition only happens when I am lying down, whether it is to watch a movie, try to sleep, take a nap, etc. Within a minute or two, the first one or two comes, and they keep repeating. They continue with greater frequency unless I stand up and walk around a little. Lying back down, I get a few more minutes of uninterrupted relaxation, and it begins again and I have to start walking around again as they would keep getting worse.
I don't know how to describe it. I think it is like the rhythm that I have noticed in wet dreams, only extraordinarily minor as there is no full ejaculation, although I can occasionally sense some dampness after this happens. It is very similar to that feeling, a pulsation feeling. I describe it like a miniature version of the wet dream while awake, only each day it happens.
Is there any medical cause behind it? Someone suggested it is because the muscle is too stressed and has the spasms. I do avoid erections as much as possible, and have this happen even if I haven't had any erections. It happens every night like clockwork and has for several years now.
I wonder if it is because I am so anxious and tense all day, even without erection, that when I finally relax to lie down, it comes.
Is there a name for this, or is this some totally crazy thing that is only affecting me? I wonder if it is because I have this OCD and try so hard to avoid it, that it is some sort of psychosomatic response. I have no sexual thoughts at all before or during it occurring, however.
Any information is helpful!
Thank you!
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bukdow?
I've had an epiphany recently and I think it's only healthy to share it with others. I've come to realize that I can't stand women, they way they speak, move and act. Everything about them disgusts me, yet I'm still very attracted to them: I'm not gay as I'm not attracted to men at all, yet I despise most women.
I've realized that at an early age I became jaded, jaded to the standard appearance most women keep. When I was seven I would always play barbies with my younger sister. I loved the experience - dressing them up, creating all sorts of dramas that my little seven year old head could wrap around and countless other things. I'd always have so much fun with barbie and my sister, minutes would turn into hours and we'd never stop. We had the Barbie suitcase, the barbie hotel and house, the fucking barbie vans and cars; ALL of that shit. As I got older, it became socially unacceptable to continue playing with barbies but at this point I was hooked, I loved them, every single one of them.
Now the main issue beyond my jaded mentality, at about 12 years of age I started becoming sexually experimental. Touching myself, playing with my dick and running various things over my asshole. This experimental stage lead from one awkward thing to the next until eventually I was dressing up Barbie and it happened: In an act of blind aggression and lust, I ripped her clothing off, threw her down and put her arms above her head. I forced her plastic legs apart and began rubbing my dick all over her. This went on for such a long time, rubbing my dick along the plastic, wrapping her hair around my dick and jerking myself off until I'd fill her face and hair with semen.
I was hooked, after every session I'd just discard the dolls in my closet and take another barbie from my sisters barbie suitcase. I had all sorts of varieties - White barbie, black barbie, puerto-rican, princess barbie and etcetera. It was one of the happiest times of my life, eventually I grew up and had to discard these fine dolls. Yet every time I look at a woman, she just can't compare to the experience with and memories I have of Barbie.
Just remembering these things have given me goosebumps. I'm heading off to the store now, I'm going to buy my niece a Barbie for her birthday and keep it at my house..
Yes, specifically in my closet.
bukdow?
Wait for it...Quote:
Look, I get that the whole situation is really unfortunate, and I know they still have to work out all the who did what and the how and why, and I'm sure his financial situation is less than ideal. But here we are, it's a lovely Sunday, Daylight Savings has begun, the sun is shining, the days are longer and warmer and the nights shorter and shorter, the birds are chirping. Crocuses are peeking up through the soil, early buds are on the trees, and I'm drinking a fizzy cocktail on a wooden chair 'neath a tall sycamore while my wife sweeps dry leaves away from the patio and hums a tune. I'm wearing neither shoes nor pants nor underpants, and my foot-long winter beard blows gently in a soft, cheerful breeze from the west. A curious white moth bobs along flirtatiously behind my seat - I shall eat him later with a squeeze of lemon and a glass of room temperature Chardonnay. All seems right in the world, and therefore must be so, and if Mr. Pistorius can't set aside this silly suicidal depression on such a day, well, I'm afraid I can offer very little sympathy.
lol'd hard
Deadspin?
Yep
God, that's good.