Masturbation Fascination Erotic Story

I sat there with duct tape wrapped three layers deep around my hands. I had the door locked, the TV on and enough food to last me at least a few days. Of course I hadn"t really thought about how I was going to eat with all this tape on me, but it was just three days. I had read a lot about kicking habits and I was determined to go cold turkey.

I have been a chronic masturbator for three years now. At first it wasn"t a habit, not even a chip. Once in a while I"d just be exceptionally horny and go for it. Hands only, no non-bodily stimulation, just the basics. I didn"t talk about it, didn"t even really think about it. I just did it.

Then I got a job; work was stressful. I would come home and relax in the tub, masturbating with the water pressure, or maybe I"d watch TV and find my hand slipping down my pants. Before I knew what was happening I was doing it without thinking twice. My fingers would find their way on their own. I would count the minutes until work ended, just thinking of the time I would get off. I made sure there were extra charged batteries in the house. I gave my vibrators their own shelf.

By this time it was getting out of control. I wouldn"t answer the phone, finding myself alone for hours, days, huddling underneath the blankets, on the couch, even on the floor. Just me. I hid extra batteries in my bottom drawer at work.

Then, I stopped going to work completely. It was like a bad after-school special. My friends were worried, my mother thought I was gay and I had earned more free movies at the video store than anyone else in the neighbourhood. Finally, when all my money had been blown on glossy magazines and lube, I decided I needed help. I thought about just cutting down, tapering off slowly, not shocking my system. One day of that, I considered seeking professional help, but didn"t have the cash or the time….

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