Diary of An Unrepentant Sex Addict

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Forgive Me, Readers, For I Have Sinned...

It's been nearly two weeks since my last orgasm.

According to the foot doctor, I only broke one bone, not two. I have an "Aircast", which at least lets me wear my jeans instead of the athletic shorts or running pants, none of which have pockets for my keys, wallet, etc. They gave me Vicodin for the pain, which I've stopped taking now. The pain is now pretty minor, and the V upsets my stomache and prevents me from enjoying the food I have to eat in order to keep myself on the mend.

So, part of my pondering for 2006 is what exactly I want to try and do, relationships-wise. I've already been bolder than usual, actually actively flirting. In an optomitrist's office, no less. But I'm still not clear on what I really want out of it. Part of me wants to try to hit the 100 mark this year (by my best memory, I'm at 92 partners thus far), but another part of me would be just as happy to find one person to have 8 persons' worth of sex with, instead.

As I've thought about this, I realized I haven't rubbed one out since just before I got back from Oklahoma. Of course, I haven't really been in much of a mood these past 2-3 days, with the foot and the drugs and all. This happens, sometimes, I get too busy or too preoccupied to wank for days at a time, then make up for it by going 2-3 a day for a week or so. But the first one, after such a break, that's a treat. All the pressure has built up. When I had the money to go to escorts or massage parlors, I'd prefer to break a fast like this under those circumstances. When I do next orgasm, it'll be high in both volume and pressure. It seems almost a waste to send it down the sink or shower drain. Much better to be buried to the balls inside someone, or have them taking as much into their mouth as they can, looking up into my eyes while I come.

Damn. I think I'll go break the fast, now...


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