Things were happening to my body this week. I never realised how weird masturbating without porn was until I forced myself to do it. Firstly, it was hard to get a good hard erection going. I could get one that just did the job, but it wasn’t the throbbing pleasure stick I wanted. I also found that it was really easy to take me out of the mood. One time I got an email while jacking off and then found myself a few minutes later browsing inbox with a flaccid penis.
My orgasms were noticeably better though. My theory is that because my brain wasn’t being sexually satisfied, my balls kicked semen production into overdrive. This was backed up by the fact that my nuts were super tight when I woke up one morning, despite having ejaculated the night before.
After a few days of being a right horndog my balls settled down again. This led to another problem however. Cutting out porn no longer felt important. I had proven I can go without, so it couldn’t hurt to watch some people fucking. I had to remind myself that none of my ancestors needed porn to get off, so I didn’t either.
Then I had a really bad day. Something bad happened and I was feeling incredibly anxious. I was pacing around the house unable to concentrate on anything. I needed to reset my mood. The urge to use porn as a method of getting horny so I could orgasm was strong. But I was bound by my oath. I went and lifted weights instead.