Stripclubs, porn, masturbation

Nope. Just strip clubs.

I would think if you are a porn addict, it would go hand in hand that you're a masturbation addict.

Ha! I see what you did there!

When I discovered masturbation as a kid in the early 70s, I was very motivated by visual stimuli, so I became fairly obsessed with Playboy as a fantasy source. This was pre-internet, so I didn’t have access to hardcore porn. My first trips to SCs in the early 80s were like a live visual extension of the girls in Playboy, which naturally progressed to my SC addiction. As LDs became more intimate, and touching increased, LDK was a great combo of that visual stimulus with real contact. I’ve never really cared about porn, because what I’m really addicted to is direct sexual contact with beautiful women, and SCs provide the easiest way to get there, with almost unlimited variety and opportunity. Excuse me, time to go feed my addiction!

Weird account for OP. Joined in 2018. No contributions or activity until 9 hours ago when he started this discussion and posted 3 LDK meme photos.

Not addicted to any of the three, as far as I'm concerned.

You sound like a jack off goon

^^^ bingo

Faggor talk

"I would think if you are a porn addict, it would go hand in hand that you're a masturbation addict."

They can't go hand in hand because one of your hands is probably always in use.

The first time I found out what happened when you get stimulated enough came (LOL) watching a Cinemax movie at age nine in 1991. I'd fall asleep sometimes on a couch in our family room with the TV on at night, which was common occurrence in our family. I eventually figured out, if I woke up in the middle of the night, everyone else was asleep and there'd be good stuff on the pay channels.

I didn't even know what happened. I knew watching naked women resulted in something getting much bigger down there, then figured out it felt real good to touch it while it was swollen. Then once, during a scene with busty, wet women dancing around and removing their bikinis, kablow.

I thought maybe it got so swollen that it somehow burst. I knew I hadn't gone to the bathroom, and being the first time, a whole heck of a lot came out. It was like an explosion. I made a real mess of the couch. I frantically and quietly tried to clean up, knowing it was bad news if someone heard me, came downstairs and saw what was on TV. I also didn't know this then, but ejaculate is mildly alkaline, which damages some fabrics. So even though I was able to get it dry, it was impossible to fully remove the stains.

After the cleaning, the blood returned to my other head and I started to put two and two together to realize it was something to do with what they talked about in Sex Ed. A few nights later, I purposely sought out another Cinemax movie to try and make the same thing happen again on purpose. It worked and I realized it was awesome.

I think my record was six times in a night, which spanned two movies. I was still only about two-thirds of the way to the age of consent then, though.

So yeah. I'd say I've had an addiction to just about anything related to sex ever since. Porn, strip clubs, just seeing women naked, whatever. I remember hearing Tiger Woods' stories and thinking, "Psh, amateur."

The women gotta be hot, though. Actress hot. I don't settle.

Check out blowjob machines. There are some good ones on amazon. Any man who is not "addicted" to masturbation is not a man.

I’m Cash, and I’m an addict. Strip clubs, porn, whacking my bag, you name it - I’ve jacked off to it (but not that SJG fag shit - no way).

I’ve been to live sex shows - back when Times Square was still filthy and less corporate. Been to adult theaters as a teen. That was back when you needed a movie projector to watch porn at home - and some loops didn’t have sound.

Strip clubs are almost a perfect storm - as you can find girls with porn-like bodies - who fake it so well that you believe you are fucking them like a porn star - and with a comfortable VIP room - you can actually enjoy banging one out.