The Pastor’s Warning

23 Temmuz 2022 Kapalı Yazar: analsex

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Annika Albrite

The Pastor’s Warning[ To the persistence of the pleasures of masturbation! ]As I scrolled through my porn viewing history, I suddenly remembered something I’d heard a long time ago when I was considerably younger. It had to do with masturbation. I grew up in a Baptist church. My parents and I went nearly every Sunday. One Sunday, while I was setting with another group of boys my age in Youth Sunday School, the pastor came in. The Sunday School teacher had apparently known he was going to drop in. The pastor gave us boys a stern warning about the ‘sin’ of touching ourselves (meaning, masturbation). As young boys, the very mention of such a thing caused an automatic nervous reaction, because, as the pastor obviously suspected (and rightly so) we were doing precisely that (masturbating, in other words)!He seemed as nervous and uncomfortable about talking about this topic as we were in him talking to us about it! But, bahis siteleri he mumbled his way through, and then left, having done his duty to try and keep us boys pure and as free from sin as possible. One of the pastor’s points has remained with me ever since. It had to do with ejaculation of semen. Our pastor was very insistent on driving home the point that if we masturbated, and did so fairly frequently, that we would run out of sperm; and not be able to create a family someday when we were married!Such an idea had never occurred to any of us before; and I know I wasn’t the only one who, upon hearing this alleged ‘fact’, felt a distinct sinking feeling in the pit of our stomachs—because each of knew that we’d already disposed of a considerable amount of sperm as we secretly masturbated in our bedrooms late at night! Of course, none of us let on like we were worried over the pastors pronouncement—but canlı bahis siteleri we were.But that was a very long time ago; and I can assure you, that I have never stopped masturbating for hardly a day in my life; and, I’m happy to say, that my pastor was a total fraud; because I have NEVER, ever, ‘run out of sperm!’ Indeed, in college biology I discovered that my testicles were constantly producing more, and more, and yet more sperm every day! So, our pastor had lied through his teeth to us that day. The only thing he actually accomplished was to make us more, or less, young neurotics over something that was totally, and completely bogus, and unnecessary!It was the pleasure of the orgasm that kept us at it. I remember thinking one evening, as I was just about to ejaculate yet another load of sperm into wads of toilet paper that I had secretly put under my mattress earlier in the day, that: ‘So WHAT?’ Besides, canlı bahis why would God make masturbation SO MUCH FUN if He had no wanted us to engage in such a pleasurable activity? So, even though I had no reason then to doubt the truth of our pastor’s warning, there was simply no way I was going to stop jerking off! I was HORNY! I was young! My hormones were raging! Stop masturbating? Yeah right!So—here I set, many years after the pastor’s stern warning to us boys about the serious ‘sin’ of masturbation (running out of sperm, in other words), and very much like the evening after words, I’m STILL masturbating; and every time I do, there’s no lack of sperm that’s produced! I know the reason for that now, of course–and I sometimes wonder if the pastor knew he was lying, or if he was just ignorant, and was passing on the same misinformation that he had gotten as well from someone else? No matter. Even back then it just felt way too good to consider not masturbating! Eventually, when I get ready to dispense with yet another load of that creamy white, pearly-looking nut-butter, I’m going to smile that the pastor was so very wrong!The End

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