<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357</id><updated>2011-11-17T09:53:41.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 99 Day Experiment</title><subtitle type='html'>Cum see what happens when I don't masturbate for 99 days!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111309905023413543</id><published>2005-04-09T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T19:41:42.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Posting: I lasted 34 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/poprostu-zrob-to.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/poprostu-zrob-to.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A long absence that was, wasn't it! Well, most of you suspected something was up and it was...&lt;a&gt; This was an experiment and some experiments fulfill their expectations, some partly, and some just sucked. I partly fulfilled my goals and I'm proud of it! &lt;/a&gt;I lasted 34 days without any masturbation, sex of any type, and cured my compulsive masturbation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how it all went down. On day 34, Ziyi was at my house and things got really hot and heavy...shirts came off, lots of kissing, nibbling, fondling...you know, foreplay. The problem is that foreplay didn't lead to any PLAY.... we both just decided against it, plus she was on her period. I don't mind having sex when a girlfriend is on her period, but Ziyi isn't my girlfriend and I've only known her for a couple of weeks. When Ziyi left after the foreplay, all I could think about was sex. I was pacing around my place trying to simmer down. You know that feeling you have when you're right in middle of having sex or masturbating where you are really into it and if you stopped for some reason you'd be really frustrated? Well, I was in that state...I was beyond horniness... So in a state of temporary insanity I called Fuck Buddy Maria. By this time it was like 2:30am and she probably just back from the bars. She was over by about 3:00am. We got naked and she went right down south and she always does and "kissed it" as she says. I don't usually get off when I receive oral sex...except if it is exceptionally good, which generally isn't the case. I've never gotten off to Fuck Buddy Maria going down on me. Well, about 30 seconds into it I felt a rumble in my bubbles. I couldn't believe it...I made her stop quickly because I didn't want to end it like that. I pulled out a condom, slipped it on, and before I went it I asked her if I could pull out and cum all over her. She agreed and we let the fun begin, until....about 30 seconds later....squirt squirt squirt, yup premature ejaculation. And I didn't even get to squirt on her! I have NEVER had premature ejaculation and I attribute it 100% to going 34 days without. So this is what could happen if you go this long. You know I was so relieved that I didn't have sex with Ziyi that night. I was so happy that my first sexual experience with her wasn't like that...it would have been devastating. I really didn't care that I blew my load in such a shameful fashion with Fuck Buddy Maria to be totally honest and like I said I was even more happy that it didn't happen with Ziyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the Fuck Buddy Maria incident, I have broken off all contact with her. I have masturbated two times over the past five days which is an excellent improvement over my past behavior. I just had sex with Ziyi the other night. I have to admit I feel a bit rusty and nervous, but that will fade soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone who visited my blog. This is the end of the experiment. You might see me soon doing something else, under a different name, but you'll know it's me... Happy masturbating and lots of fun sex for all!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111309905023413543?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111309905023413543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111309905023413543' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111309905023413543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111309905023413543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/04/final-posting-i-lasted-34-days.html' title='Final Posting: I lasted 34 days'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111207394284585391</id><published>2005-03-27T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T21:30:52.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28 - Naked Belly Dancers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/arablove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/arablove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I've been having this fantasy all day about belly dancers dancing around me with little more than what you see above in the picture. Some would be naked, too. I'd hear the sound of middle eastern music and imagine their booties and boobies jiggling just for me.....and then my attention would focus on how hard my penis became...haha. This has been my all day fantasy. Didn't do too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen Ziyi all day...maybe it's better that way. I really want to just bend her over and give it her randy!....to be quite honest. Man, am I one horny mutha after last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I used to masturbate, oh so long ago...sometimes I would flip my hand the other way (so my thumb and index finger would be wrapped around the base of my penis) and I would close my eyes and pretend some chick was jerking me off instead....aww, yes...those were the good 'ole days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111207394284585391?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111207394284585391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111207394284585391' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111207394284585391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111207394284585391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-28-naked-belly-dancers.html' title='Day 28 - Naked Belly Dancers'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111207334587415020</id><published>2005-03-26T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T21:28:59.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27 - Almost Lost It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/puslick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/puslick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I've gone to the edge but came back stronger! I've been a bad boy...remember Ziyi? I just couldn't resist all that dirty talk of hers! Smack my behind for punishment...hmm, and pleasure, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invited her over to my place and we messed around for awhile and my horniness was just out of control. I was getting pulsating headaches. I was clouded by my NEED to release my cum. Shirts coming off is as far as we went. I remember I kept asking her if I could go down on her. I'm a big fan of that....I just love going down on a cute girl and giving her an orgasm that way...how gentlemanly of me! She left pretty late and I almost gave up and thought about wacking out all my sexual frustration. Needless to say, it's going to take me awhile to get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My balls feel like they are gurgling.... easy there balls, say excuse me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111207334587415020?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111207334587415020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111207334587415020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111207334587415020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111207334587415020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-27-almost-lost-it.html' title='Day 27 - Almost Lost It!'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111207259765462529</id><published>2005-03-25T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T21:19:00.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26 - Girl on Girl Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/kiss_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/kiss_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Watching two girls bump n grind (and kiss) on the dance floor is hot. I got to see just that tonight. Woohoo! I went out downtown tonight with some friends with a good 50:50 ratio. One of my friends (a chick) was dancing pretty hot and heavy with a random girl. The random girl's man got so jealous of their dancing that he tried several times to get his girl to leave. Haha! It was a beautiful sight for all. Although I was pretty buzzed and mentally aroused by the dance, my balls and penis just hung around. Are they broken???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111207259765462529?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111207259765462529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111207259765462529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111207259765462529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111207259765462529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-26-girl-on-girl-action.html' title='Day 26 - Girl on Girl Action'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111174075596446046</id><published>2005-03-24T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T01:25:46.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25 - The Bar Pickup</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/threesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/threesome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are two girls in my current mix. Ziyi is still around in mind, but she is quickly fading into oblivion due to her revelations. Today I took Jenny (Day 20 bar pickup) out to dinner...she called it a "date". I don't know what I should do with Jenny. I had fun, but I can't have sex with her on a regular basis until this experiment is finished, so why even bother dating her or anyone for that matter. Anyways, Jenny is fat. When I get drunk, I can't tell how much girls weigh. Too many times I have hit on a girl in a bar, gotten her number, and met her for dinner a few days later only to be unpleasantly surprised by her fatness. I'm not into fat girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ziyi is trouble, but somehow I can't break myself completely away from her. Her comments that she "cums really easily" and "really likes sex" are hard to ignore. Trouble is attractive sometimes. However, I'm resolved to let her go within the next couple of days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm considering going completely vegan! No sex all the way to 99 days! Dick might just shutdown!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111174075596446046?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111174075596446046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111174075596446046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111174075596446046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111174075596446046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-25-bar-pickup.html' title='Day 25 - The Bar Pickup'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111164509359909609</id><published>2005-03-23T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:27:26.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24 - Fuck Buddies &amp; Dating</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/upyours1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/upyours1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I hung out with Ziyi today. Of course that's not her real name...but anyways. I learned alot about her thoughts and intentions. One thing for certain is that she "really enjoys sex"...uh huh, not something I wanted to know at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that she likes to date more than person at a time. I have never been a fan of casually dating more than one person at a time. She told me today, after kissing me a couple days ago, that she has been dating someone for the past couple of weeks. I appreciate her honesty, but it's just something I can't roll with. Fuck buddies to me is one thing, there are no strings attached, but I can't date and fuck someone who's dating (and assuming fucking) someone at the same time. Dating implies there's a possibility of emotions and I don't want to be in a sticky situation! ;) While I do like her, it's early enough that I can break it off with her without too much heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my position clear to her. I haven't asked her if she's having sex with the other guy...should I? I don't even know why I'm dealing with this! I'm just playing with fire, aren't I? What should I do? Should I just take this bump in road as an opportunity to bail on her AND at the same time abstain from sex for the rest of the 99 days? I haven't included sex in my experiment, but haven't had sex for the past 24 days either, so it's still a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email today (my email address, jerkie99@gmail.com, is posted in my profile) asking if I was Asian. I guess I might have given the impression that I was, but I am not sorry! My "random boner" frequency has reached levels rivaling those of my high school days. I could be sitting in class thinking about lunch and POP! goes the weiner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111164509359909609?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111164509359909609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111164509359909609' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111164509359909609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111164509359909609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-24-fuck-buddies-dating.html' title='Day 24 - Fuck Buddies &amp; Dating'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111159778274841011</id><published>2005-03-22T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T09:18:53.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23 - Oddity of Ziyi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/godgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/godgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that Ziyi has the exact same birthday as my last girlfriend. What's up with that??? I'm not making this up. I swear! I can't make sense of it. Is God playing a trick on me again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in one of my classes and worked my way into fantasies about being with Ziyi. I am starting to enjoy the mental fantasies more than just the jerking off stuff. Besides, there is no physical clean up as is involved with an ejaculation! What a mess than can be sometimes...and no matter what you do, you're always going to leak out a bit and end up having underwear than smells like cum. I don't know about your cum, but mines kind of smells like a light chlorine. I must say that I have a strong sense of smell, but either way it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziyi wants to hang out tomorrow. It's a great day, so we will probably be outside. I just don't know what to do about her. The "horny shivers" I get don't help the situation either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111159778274841011?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111159778274841011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111159778274841011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111159778274841011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111159778274841011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-23-oddity-of-ziyi.html' title='Day 23 - Oddity of Ziyi'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111154553603610106</id><published>2005-03-21T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T19:06:58.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22 - The Penis &amp; Balls Coalition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/easycummin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/easycummin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sherry had sex last night with that ex-boyfriend! Woohoo. Apparently it wasn't that enjoyable for her.. he has an odd-shaped dick that curves downwards that didn't hit her spots and felt "Like he wasn't even inside." Even twisting and reverse stradling (with her on top) didn't help. No orgasm for her...sorry Sherry! That's the worst feeling for me...I must give a girl her orgasm or sex is not over... as the Kama Sutra says (I'm sure it's in there somewhere!) Sherry came back to my place early in the morning and jumped back into bed with me.... so technically she slept with two guys in the same night! Sherry flew back home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now onto the local news: A steamy report from my end of the woods: I hung out with Ziyi today. I made dinner for her at my place and sat around and talked for a while. Talking led to cuddling on the couch, to a few pecks on the cheeks, to a light make out session. I was wearing some thin jogging pants and tried my best to hide my boner. I got the "horny shivers" again, that is the same thing that happened to me yesterday. Ziyi is really ticklish and when I tactfully said that could be a good thing, she said she "cums very easily". Ahhhh!!!! That was almost too much for me to handle... I felt my penis was on fire...and wanted to rub it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziyi is hot, hot, hot and I just don't know what to do! It's only Day 22 and I have 77 days to go before I can masturbate again. But I have an opportunity to be with a girl I dig (and let's not forget she "cums easily")... She'll never understand this experiment. I don't know whether I should tell her about it. More importantly, should I have sex with her? My voting tally so far says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PENIS, BALL 1, BALL 2: &lt;/strong&gt;3 votes in favor of sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAIN: &lt;/strong&gt;1 undecided vote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can clearly see, there is a majority in favor of having sex with Ziyi. I think I've just figured out why males are unable to say no to sex....the brain is always outnumbered. I wonder if castrated males have an easier time with this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at a store clerk girl's breasts today &lt;em&gt;as she was talking to me. &lt;/em&gt;I kind of knew she would notice but couldn't help it. After a 2-3 seconds of staring, I looked back up at her face and she didn't seem to care. She was just as happy (or happier?) as before the stare. Don't try this yourself, I don't condone this kind of behavior! I'm a special case :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111154553603610106?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111154553603610106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111154553603610106' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111154553603610106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111154553603610106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-22-penis-balls-coalition.html' title='Day 22 - The Penis &amp; Balls Coalition'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111153594648532094</id><published>2005-03-20T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T16:06:19.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21 - I Slept With Sherry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/hache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/hache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Sherry, my friend who's from out of town and staying at my place, slept with me last night....wait, wait, wait! It's not what you think! She slept with me in the same bed side by side with no touching whatsoever. I know that's wierd, but what do you expect from me? I only have one bed in my house and I don't like sleeping on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Sherry and me is quite interesting. I've known her for over 10 years and was infatuated with her most of that time. She was always officially my friend, but I always wanted her, too. There were points when it was simply unbearable for me to be in the same room with her because I wanted her so much. She only wanted me as a friend and that never changed in her mind. We only kissed one time while we were out dancing and that was just drunk kissing...which really doesn't count. After a period of not speaking with each other and my getting over the fact that I was never going to be more than friends with her (about 3 years ago), our friendship blossomed. We like to share details of our sex lives and that doesn't bother me at all. Sherry and I went downtown tonight and we met up with some friends and also one of her old boyfriends. She went home with him...I wonder what will happen next! Sherry actually has somewhat of a boy interest back home, but he's pretty much an asshole whom she hasn't seen for a couple weeks. I'll have to ask her tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw Ziyi (I am no longer going to call her Potential Fuck Buddy Ziyi because I like her as more than just a fuck buddy). She's just as quirky and odd as I am, haha! I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she did the same. There is some crazy chemistry between us. What should I do about her? I don't think she'll understand this experiment of mine. In fact, I'm pretty sure if I told her about it, she'd be gone! I got so horny today while talking to Ziyi that I had some shivers and a headache. Is that normal??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111153594648532094?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111153594648532094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111153594648532094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111153594648532094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111153594648532094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-21-i-slept-with-sherry.html' title='Day 21 - I Slept With Sherry!'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111140219701642070</id><published>2005-03-19T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T03:17:08.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20 - Naughty Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/maiyahii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/maiyahii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I got back in town today. I met up with some friends and headed to a bunch of the trendy bars downtown. All the girls made me so horny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a gir, I'll call her Jenny, and got her number. If it wasn't for my friend, I'll call her Sherry (a girl from out of state) who's staying in my place, I would have probably asked Jenny to come over and have some rompin' in the hay. It's the alcohol!! I didn't have sex or kiss, or any of that. I was good again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body feels a little bloated. Does that have to do with this experiment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111140219701642070?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111140219701642070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111140219701642070' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111140219701642070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111140219701642070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-20-naughty-boy.html' title='Day 20 - Naughty Boy'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111140212304025944</id><published>2005-03-18T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T03:05:55.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 - Asian Fetish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/readlips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/readlips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I met a really cute Asian college girl at breakfast. It turns out she speaks a couple of different languages that I do and just yapped with her all day during our final interview rounds. I'll call her Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily fits my ideal Asian girl profile and I fantasized about her all day. I just wanted to tear off her clothes and give it to her good. After the interviews were over, we went out with some others to a bar. After getting back to the hotel, I got her contact information and then went to my room. Woohoo! I felt so good! However, after 10-15 alone in my room while thinking about Lily, I wanted to jerk off or get her to come over for a fuckin'. I talked to her and she came over! We just sat around and talked for a bit. After a few minutes, I couldn't think about anything else but sex with her. However, I realized that she was very shy. That was a turn off! Ahh well, she was cute, I got some mental fantasies out of it, and I kept this endurance going strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111140212304025944?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111140212304025944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111140212304025944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111140212304025944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111140212304025944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-19-asian-fetish.html' title='Day 19 - Asian Fetish'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111140128428789682</id><published>2005-03-17T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:46:11.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18 - Drinking = Horny</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/stp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/stp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today was St. Patrick's Day! Yay! I spent a good part of the day preparing for my final round of interviews with a company. This kept my mind off of what seems to be a very high testosterone level in my blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner again with the girl I met on the plane, whom I'll call Rachel. I didn't have any alcohol with dinner. Just water in a green glass. Rachel is really caliente, so alcohol in me will only make me lust for her and become sad that I didn't get any or guilty that I did get laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing quite well today.  I watched alot of shows on hotel cable. Until tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111140128428789682?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111140128428789682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111140128428789682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111140128428789682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111140128428789682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-18-drinking-horny.html' title='Day 18 - Drinking = Horny'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111111745608648910</id><published>2005-03-16T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:30:44.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17 - Hot Chick on Flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/goodboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/goodboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm actually out of town at the moment and will be back at my computer in a couple of days. I'm doing really well today. My ball pain and perianum twitches are under control. Thoughts of how much I will cum when I actually get to come up when I am bored or have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a hot chick on the flight today. She sat right next to me and we talked the whole time. Her shirt was unbuttoned just to the point that I got a peek at her bra... I wonder if I was drooling. It turns out we were staying at the same hotel, so we went out to dinner and called it a night. I was such a good boy! Roof roof! My thoughts were under control, sort of...every once in awhile my eyes drifted towards her boobs. She's really interesting...girls are for more than sex! I know that, but when I have some drinks in me I don't think about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really proud of myself for lasting this long. I am very happy with the support I've been getting from you guys/girls. I will put a picture up here in a couple of days when I get back to my picture stash and photoshop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111111745608648910?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111111745608648910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111111745608648910' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111111745608648910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111111745608648910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-17-hot-chick-on-flight.html' title='Day 17 - Hot Chick on Flight'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111102997685782085</id><published>2005-03-15T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T19:43:27.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16 - Aching Left Nut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/pooh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I've been waking up with this image in my mind (with me being the pooh). One recurring thought that I keep replaying in mind goes something like..."Can I cum on your face?" in various forms, such "Can I cum on you, like your body?" or "Is it ok if I can cum on your face?" But, the problem is, how do I address these concerns without offending her? These are real concerns I have because when it comes time that I blow my load, I want to be able to see the amount of cum that I generate because of my abstitence from masturbation during this experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been thinking about the sex I'm planning on Day 30 and Day 69. Should I abandon those plans all together? Is it ok for me to have sex on those days to celebrate my reaching of those milestones? Should I go balls to wall, no jerking off, no sex whatsoever for the full 99 days? I thought keeping away from masturbation would eventually get my mind off sex, but I'm now hornier than ever! I'm horny ALL THE TIME. I can't keep my eyes off any girl remotely cute. Before I started this experiment, I would see a cute girl and simply notice her and would have to work my mind into a fantasy. Now, however, confronted with the same situation I am thrusted into the vast sea of my deepest and craziest fantasies head first only to emerge out of them a minute later with physical pain. In fact, my left nut is really aching now just thinking about &lt;em&gt;thinking about it&lt;/em&gt;...Awww, I even feel some pins and needles there. I'm really fucking horny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The now Former Fuck Buddy Maria called me repeatedly tonight. I've been very good about keeping away from her! I'm really proud of myself! I've been talking with Potential Fuck Buddy Ziyi and might see her downtown on Wednesday night. She's really cute and I dig her. I don't know if I should even see her if I'm not going to have sex for the next three months! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing I used to like to do when I had sex is to poke my penis into my fuck buddy's ear and act like dick is talking to her. He would tell her funny things in a funny voice. It was fun for all three of us! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111102997685782085?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111102997685782085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111102997685782085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111102997685782085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111102997685782085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-16-aching-left-nut.html' title='Day 16 - Aching Left Nut'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111087773568034949</id><published>2005-03-14T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:41:47.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 - I'm Tipsy, Wanna Fuck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/Imhorny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/Imhorny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I awoke and my balls were shuddering...Right behind my ball sack that muscle that contracts when I cum was twitching. My whole system down there is going through shock. It's been over two weeks now since I jerked off or even touched my dick in any way remotely sexual. My balls are screaming. Dick doesn't complain, he just hangs there without a peep...he just puts out pee now, no cum. What does he know anyways? He has no brain in that mushroom head of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm tipsy, wanna hook up?" were the words I got on my phone at around 10:00pm from Fuck Buddy Maria. She was my late night drunk fuck buddy that I wrote about in Day 8...the one I don't want to fuck anymore because it makes me feel guilt and shame. Anyways, why the hell is she drinking on a Monday? I texted back that I couldn't, so she called me 3 times rapid fire and then texted me again. I know she can smell the sex!!! I felt really good saying no. If it wasn't for this blog, I would have said...ehh what the heck, might as well, I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reshaved my balls and trimmed/edged my penis's lawn. I need to make them feel like they are loved because I'm keeping all the action away from them. Hold on guys, we'll make it through this together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I used to fantasize about when walking through campus and I see a girl with big boobs is to walk up to her and slap her tits once front-handed and then back-handed...then watch them jiggle a bit. I know that's odd, but it's my fantasy! I've actually done it before in bed...surprisingly it just made the girls laugh...haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111087773568034949?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111087773568034949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111087773568034949' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111087773568034949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111087773568034949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-15-im-tipsy-wanna-fuck.html' title='Day 15 - I&apos;m Tipsy, Wanna Fuck?'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111079036486546804</id><published>2005-03-13T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:35:29.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 - Cumming Out My Nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/zapomnij.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/400/zapomnij.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grandmaster Fuck Buddy's (GMFB's) number is still stuck in my head and I can't forget it. Just to torment me, it comes up and replays itself just to make sure it stays put. I don't want to fuck her anymore! Well, of course I actually do, but I don't want to deal with the aftermath of fucking her. This whole thing would be easier to deal with if she wasn't my GMFB. First off, the whole affair will be a mess if I do her. Second, if I fuck her on Day 30, I might as well throw in the towel because it's like potato chips with her, I can't have just one. Fuck, fuck, fuck! What a nice fucking dilemma. Wait a minute, I can turn this into a positive thing. I can have alot of material for the blog, right? What do you think is the ideal way for me to generate alot of material from this situation for the blog? Sex of any kind is way out of the question. Should I contact her or not? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation has been killing me all day. I've been trying to burn up the energy from my semen congestion. It feels like there is more semen in my body than blood. When I have a runny nose, I bet it's actually just semen that's overflowing and spilling out of me. I went mountain biking for 2 and a half hours today and covered at least a couple dozen miles. Lots of hills and different terrain. I haven't been mountain biking in a long while, but with all the extra time AND antsy energy because of this experiment I can do just about anything! I really went at it...riding that bike like a naughty pony. Naaaay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself some nice self-gratification for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111079036486546804?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111079036486546804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111079036486546804' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111079036486546804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111079036486546804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-14-cumming-out-my-nose.html' title='Day 14 - Cumming Out My Nose'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111078322625776477</id><published>2005-03-12T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T16:06:42.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13 - Grandmaster Fuck Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/Fuckitsher1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/400/Fuckitsher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go out tonight. I shaved my balls and chest, trimmed and edged my penis's lawn, and got nice and clean. I used a new cologne. It made me feel good doing my usual ritual even though I wasn't planning on displaying my work to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown was pretty happening. Fucked up/funny stuff happened that supported God's existence and sense of humor. This kind of shit always happens to me. First off, I haven't gone downtown for the past couple of weeks and all the girls looked HOT! I met up with friends and got bored so I wandered around by myself to the next bar looking for the same thing all the other guys were...a girl that would play with my dick. Correction, I was engaged in a self-torture exercise because even if I found that special girl, I was going to deny any of that wonderful sexual pleasure I so love! What was I thinking? What was I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with a couple of cute Asian girls that were friends of friends. We hopped from bar to bar. I connected with one of them and there was definitely some sexual energy between us. What I would have given for a piece of that ass! We'll call her Potential Fuck Buddy Ziyi (PFB Ziyi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So onto God's sense of humor. Now this is fucked up stuff....During the last bar of our tour, I thought I saw a ghost. I took another look and couldn't believe! I knew that face, that crazy hair... the horny, multi-orgasm, wild nymph from my past...None other than my &lt;strong&gt;Grandmaster Fuck Buddy. &lt;/strong&gt;We met about 3 years ago and used to fuck like animals for about 6 months. A night with her is a novelty that I was lucky to experience. I remember using a jump rope handle to get her off once...or the time she basically forced me to give it to her in the booty...which repulsed me...Like I said before: I hate the smell of poo! Anyways, what was the point of me seeing her now? The problem was, that as in most fuck buddy setups where something goes weird or wrong, this one also went sour. Emotions came into the picture (both of us) and it was awkward. We ended it badly. So, here I am in middle of a no masturbation endurance feat, and a girl (and not just any girl) I haven't seen in years shows up out of nowhere that I could have taken home without a doubt.... You really have a sense of humor God...very funny! Are you making fun of me or are you just playing along with me? Anyways, I appreciated the story for the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened with Grandmaster Fuck Buddy (GMFB)? We hugged, I got her number (I had a couple of drinks in me!), and left with the Asian girls to have some food. I have to groom PFB Ziyi for her possible central role in my Day 30 milestone festivities. I erased GMFB's number from my phone's memory once I sobered up, but the damage was done...it is firmly in MY memory....aghhh! Get out of my head! I don't want to go down that road with her again, it's messy and not fair to either of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for dusting off my old fuck buddies file! Give your clit some rubbin' lovin or pet your peter for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111078322625776477?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111078322625776477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111078322625776477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111078322625776477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111078322625776477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-13-grandmaster-fuck-buddy.html' title='Day 13 - Grandmaster Fuck Buddy'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111062738133254480</id><published>2005-03-11T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:02:56.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12 - A New D-erection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/shits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/shits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There's been a couple of changes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The number of days I will go without masturbating has been increased from 90 to 99&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm doing this just for shits and giggles now... Just to amuse myself and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why 99 days instead? Because 99 days is a nice round number, of course! Actually I think it sounds better, I just like 99 more than 90...The other change I want to make is that the primary reason why I'm doing this is just to amuse myself. I'm just going to focus more on the fun of this. While I'm still seeking to transition from a compulsive masturbator into a healthy one, I see that as more of a natural result of this experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be putting out some sexual vibes when I'm speaking to women now or I'm noticing flirting and sexual signals from women a lot more. I met an 40-something year old today that I normally would l think of as interesting and cute, but she seems really saucy to me and she was giving me the hair toss, the eye contact, and a general "fuck me" vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are also coming out of the woodwork and texting me and calling me at even odder times now....2:00am, 3:00am, it's almost nightly now. I've been invited to dinners and shows... I haven't told anybody about this experiment. Can they just smell the sex in me? Something odd is happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Day 30 sexual release (blow job or a good 'ole rompin' in the hay) is still in my plans, but it will just be a milestone celebration and not a regularly recurring fuck. I was planning to get with my &lt;em&gt;potential fuck buddy&lt;/em&gt; on Day 30, but wouldn't it be weird if we fucked once and then didn't fuck again for a long while? I thought a Day 30 milestone fuck celebration and another on Day 69 would be nice, but is it feasible? A one-night stand with a random chick is a good setup, but that's easier said than done. I might just have to dust off my old fuck buddies file...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for a nice enhancement tomorrow! Until then, whack or rub one off for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111062738133254480?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111062738133254480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111062738133254480' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111062738133254480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111062738133254480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-12-new-d-erection.html' title='Day 12 - A New D-erection'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111052362505232751</id><published>2005-03-10T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:24:20.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11 - Awakened by a thumpin' in my pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/yeehaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/yeehaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; First off, thank you anonymous for your comment on my Day 10 post. You appear to have a healthy masturbation life. That's part of my goal, but I must gain control over my penis as he has run amok...I'm in charge, not my mini me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I am into Day 11, I don't want to let go. I want to go all the way to Day 90. I'm seeing this as an endurance feat, too. I like that...I like pushing extremes. Of course, there must be someone out there that doesn't masturbate at all. Does anyone know of statistics? What do psychologists say is a male adult's healthy rate of masturbation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was awakened at about 3:00am in the middle of a wet dream...woah! I can't remember the last time I had one of those! At the time that I woke up, I of course remembered what the dream was. But when I woke up to start my day at 8:00am, I had forgotten what it was. I remember it was something odd like having doggy-style sex and then cocking a gun and shooting it up in the air cowboy style...I think at the point of shooting the gun is when I when I woke up. I was sleeping on my stomach (as I always do) and I was jolted awake by a strong thumping in my underwear. You know that rhythmic thump, thump, thump you get when you are cumming. This was really strong though! It was like my dick was beating a my bed like a drum. In my hazy memory there was even a thumping sound, but I doubt the reality of that. I must say that I'm not sure if I actually came because I was too tired to check at the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111052362505232751?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111052362505232751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111052362505232751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111052362505232751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111052362505232751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-11-awakened-by-thumpin-in-my-pants_10.html' title='Day 11 - Awakened by a thumpin&apos; in my pants'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111043563381432737</id><published>2005-03-09T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:26:10.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 - Chrissy's comment made me horny</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/pussycat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/pussycat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Chrissy was the first and only person (so far) to post a comment on my blog. Her first comment was encouraging and helpful. She posted a comment to my Day 9 entry (which should be retitled "I want to fuck") which said, "Can I volunteer?!?!" With those three words, Chrissy got me really HORNY! Ooo...what do I do? By the way Chrissy, you have a cool blog and I'm in a neighboring state. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a walking cum volcano everyone, stand back. You touch, I rumble. You stroke, I will erupt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dick is a loaded gun ready to fire...the safety is broken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of skirts around campus today. I like to see short skirts with a shirt that shows a nice flat tummy, together with nice flip flops. There's something about that image that really does it or me. I want to date college girls forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balls, balls, balls.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111043563381432737?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111043563381432737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111043563381432737' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111043563381432737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111043563381432737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-10-chrissys-comment-made-me-horny.html' title='Day 10 - Chrissy&apos;s comment made me horny'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111034748717648061</id><published>2005-03-08T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:37:45.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 - Mini Mental Orgasm and Mini Skirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/collegegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/collegegirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; The weather was very nice today. The kind of weather that makes you have a great day whether you want to or not. I had a really good day, almost too good. I was in such high spirits that I was worried that I would have some sort of crash...kind of like after you take a drug and then have a withdrawal. I'm convinced that my "liberation from masturbastion" experience had to do with it. I see it like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X*Drug + Music = X*(Freedom from masturbastion) + (Great day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figure an increase in the number of days that I am free from masturbation will increase my happiness in the same way that taking more drugs and listening to music does. This model is not perfect, but you get the point. Modifications are welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was sitting in class and I just felt really good. I did well on my quiz and homeworks...because of all the time I spent studying instead of yanking my dick... I was just floating. I felt like I was having a mini mental orgasm. I didn't hit any kind of withdrawal, so everything is cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was very nice, so alot of girlies were wearing mini skirts...oooh! They made me so horny! All these cute college girls in mini skirts and hot little bodies...yummy yummy! Writing about them makes me horny. I get a tingling and aching behind my ball sack....That's where I feel like I have some cum congestion. At some point, I need to blow my load to get rid of my congestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to fuck!!!! How did I go through 3 years of high school without masturbating or fucking? It's only been 9 days and I'm going nuts... It must be all mental. My potential fuck buddy is showing interest...she's calling me at odd times (like early in the morning) so the stage is set for a day 30 celebration. I need to find a way to blow my load freely, like a blow job with being able to cum in her mouth or on her face because I want to see the amount of come I produce...it will be ALOT for sure... of course, I don't want to have unprotected fucking and I'm not cool with pulling out and cumming on her body. Some girls take offense to that anyways, which I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow, blow, blow my load gently on her face......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111034748717648061?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111034748717648061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111034748717648061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111034748717648061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111034748717648061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-9-mini-mental-orgasm-and-mini.html' title='Day 9 - Mini Mental Orgasm and Mini Skirts'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111025089372868054</id><published>2005-03-07T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:54:12.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - To Booty or to Study?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/fatp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/fatp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have an assignment due tomorrow and also a quiz. I'm really horny (or am I?)... Remember how I said I would jerk off more often when I had important things to do? It might be one of those times or I might actually be horny. I called my "potential fuck" but we've been playing phone tag for a few days and didn't get a hold of her today. She's always in the clouds. I hope I can hook up with her on day 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl that I hooked up with a long while ago texted me over the weekend at 3:00am in the morning! I know what she wants! The problem is she's a little whacko and a little chubby. She has really big boobs, which is cool I sometimes, but fucking her always came with guilt and dealing with her inane chatter. I hooked up with her while I was drunk and told myself I wouldn't do it again, but it dragged on for a few times (always when I was drunk and horny). She was my late night fuck buddy. I haven't seen or talked to her for over a month and I want to keep it that way. I made as clean a break as I could. Right now I might as well be drunk because I'm thinking about calling her now. I know I will have the "Why the fuck did I do that/her!" feeling right after I cum, so I'm trying to keep away. I deserve some type of "Purple Balls" medal of valor for not calling her for a fuckin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I should get back to studying. It gives me good head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111025089372868054?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111025089372868054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111025089372868054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111025089372868054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111025089372868054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-8-to-booty-or-to-study.html' title='Day 8 - To Booty or to Study?'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111016608571806071</id><published>2005-03-06T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:56:15.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - Sex, sex, sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/hotballs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/hotballs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; All day I thought about sex and all night I thought about sex....Ahhhh!!!! What am I to do? Patience, patience, patience is what this blog is helping me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been this horny since I was in high school...not even alcohol does this to me... I'm a walking sore pair of balls. I feel like seminal fluid has started seeping into my blood and into my brain...like a cancer.. Of course, it's just mental and I will get over this! One day, I will blow this load!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111016608571806071?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111016608571806071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111016608571806071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111016608571806071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111016608571806071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-7-sex-sex-sex.html' title='Day 7 - Sex, sex, sex'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111008951126407453</id><published>2005-03-05T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:33:39.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Hard and horny morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/girl-power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/girl-power.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I haven't had such a bad case of morning wood in a long time. In fact, I don't remember the last time I had painful morning wood. It lasted quite a long time, and I got a little worried about it. I tried to squeeze it down into submission, but it was too strong and steadfast. After my morning pee and breakfast, it died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl rubbed her foot against my shin on accident and it aroused me...wow, this is nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of nuts, my nuts still hurt. I did ALOT of studying today and it really helped. Tomorrow will be a good 5-6 hour study day, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one time I was traveling with this friend (a girl) and I was really horny for her, but didn't whack off for about 3-4 days because of the terrain (jungle, no joke). Once we got to a hotel, I had to let willie free, so I locked myself in the bathroom and sat on the toilet and went at it. It didn't take much jerking off and boom! It was a freaking volcanic eruption! When I'm in the bathroom, I usually use a good wad of toilet paper to come on (instead of the day's underwear when I'm in the bedroom). During this particular time, however, toilet paper didn't do the job...my cum stream was just too powerful this time for it. I squirted a good distance away, almost like a piss stream..and it lasted much longer than usual! Man oh man, I was SO relieved after that one. She was in the other room drinking wine and getting all liquored up...she was a virgin and my friend and didn't want to mess any of that up. I did the right thing at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'm confused. I understand that masturbastion is ok, but I also know that I have a problem. I've turned jerking off into a daily activity and a routine and I don't like the mindset that I put myself into. I could be a healthy masturbator one day, but that is not something I can think about at the moment. Right now I need to get in control of dick and not let him rule my world... There's a new head in charge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111008951126407453?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111008951126407453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111008951126407453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111008951126407453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111008951126407453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-6-hard-and-horny-morning.html' title='Day 6 - Hard and horny morning'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-111000157044797417</id><published>2005-03-04T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:36:03.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Friday night balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/painballs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/painballs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; My balls are aching like crap! They feel like they are going to burst. I am going to study as much as I can to keep my mind off of the aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any woman that I run across that I might have had a slight interest in a few days ago now looks like a hot mama. Awww, my balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My balls physically hurt. I hope the pain goes away. I still have to wait 25 days to release. My poor balls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-111000157044797417?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/111000157044797417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=111000157044797417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111000157044797417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/111000157044797417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-5-friday-night-balls.html' title='Day 5 - Friday night balls'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-110991736381191943</id><published>2005-03-03T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:38:01.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - My balls feel full of cum</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I saw another girl walking down the street with a nice tight, tiny booty and as she walked and it bounced I thought of sticking my thumb up her booty hole and wiggling it around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a couple of "casual encounters" entries on craiglist and some of the girls entries made me horny...I don't know why I did that to myself. I'm developing a daily craiglist habit. It's just so interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My balls feel full of cum andI have the sensation that liquid is swishing around down there. I think my body has gotten used to releasing at least once a day and now it's getting full. I think it's getting to me now. This blog is really helping me focus. I would have busted my nut on the second day if it wasn't for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to refocus the excess energy into other things like school and working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should mention that this is about kicking my masturbation habit, and so actual sex is completely ok. There's this girl I really want to fuck, she's in my "strike zone", that is I've kept her in the "potential fuck" and haven't allowed her anywhere into my "friend" zone. I might make a move on her later this month. In fact, I'll time it so I blow my load 30 days into this...that is, 26 days from now. Woohoo girl! get ready for a heavy protein shower on your face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-110991736381191943?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/110991736381191943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=110991736381191943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110991736381191943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110991736381191943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-4-my-balls-feel-full-of-cum.html' title='Day 4 - My balls feel full of cum'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-110982858790411216</id><published>2005-03-02T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:39:34.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Thoughts of my thumb up an ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/thumbass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/thumbass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I feel like this blog is helping me stay focused on my goal. So why am I doing this? Well I believe that I'm a sexoholic and jerking off gets in my way. I spend at least 30 minutes a night jerking off and sometimes I'll do it during the day, too. I also jerk off more often when I have something important to do like studying or finishing an important paper. I've been late to meet people because I was jerking off. So I really do have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I remember how productive and over-achieving I was in my first 3 years of high school before I discovered masturbation. I know the difference in mindset and I want to have that more productive mindset again. I'll elaborate on this more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was going up the escalator and saw this Asian girl ahead of me. I stared at her bum and the thought of sticking my thumb up her asshole came to mind. I fantasized about sticking my lubricated thumb up her bum and wiggling it around. It would be nicer if we were in the shower so my thumb would slip in easier and also so I could wash my finger off right after. I don't like the smell of poo. I don't know if I've had this idea before, but I'm currently fixated on that idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-110982858790411216?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/110982858790411216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=110982858790411216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110982858790411216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110982858790411216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-3-thoughts-of-my-thumb-up-ass.html' title='Day 3 - Thoughts of my thumb up an ass'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-110974423950072099</id><published>2005-03-01T22:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:41:13.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Some temptation, but kept busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/temptation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/temptation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I usually jerked off nightly right before I went to sleep. I would takea shower first, jump into bed, lay on my back and jerk off until I came. I would usually come on the underwear I wore that day and then toss on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into my second day and I feel pretty good. I had a little urge to whack off in the morning, but it faded. I thought about it only a little today, mostly in the context of writing this blog entry. I played basketball (and won) and finished most of an assignment that was given out today and due a week from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's night time and I'm about to go to hit the sack....bed, that is, not my ball sack...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-110974423950072099?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/110974423950072099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=110974423950072099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110974423950072099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110974423950072099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-2-some-temptation-but-kept-busy.html' title='Day 2 - Some temptation, but kept busy'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11154357.post-110965853488115716</id><published>2005-02-28T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:42:38.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - This is the beginning of my journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/640/begin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/4104/320/begin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The purpose of this blog is to document my quest to free myself from the clutches of jerking off. I discovered it a little late compared to most...as a senior in high school! I'm a senior in college, but it's still at least a once a day habit. I will attempt to go 90 days without whacking off. Today, February 28th, 2005 was the first day. It will be hard ;) but I will be free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11154357-110965853488115716?l=99dayexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/110965853488115716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11154357&amp;postID=110965853488115716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110965853488115716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11154357/posts/default/110965853488115716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://99dayexperiment.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-1-this-is-beginning-of-my-journey.html' title='Day 1 - This is the beginning of my journey'/><author><name>Jerkie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04847379093694398351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
