I went to bed before my wife last night, and took the opportunity to put on my “ball harness”, a ring of leather about 2.5 cm long around my scrotum, to which is attached a small strip of leather separating my testicles. The resulting tension is delicious, just below the pain threshold, and a constant reminder of the existence of my private parts. When I masturbate, this harness blocks the natural ascent of the testicles, further increasing this tension.

I masturbated for about half an hour, taking care not to ejaculate, and fell asleep before my wife joined me in bed.

In the morning, my wife was already awake before I got out of bed. I masturbated for another hour. Then I went to work. As it's a vacation, most of my colleagues are away. I take the opportunity to place a heavy 0.6 kg steel ring around my scrotum. As soon as they've all left, I'll put on a second 0.4 kg ring, bringing the total to 1 kg, stretching my scrotum by about 7.5 cm. I masturbate constantly throughout the afternoon, except for the writing of this message, which I have to interrupt frequently to masturbate.

I just turned 59, and have admitted to myself my masturbatory condition for over 15 years. I'm probably masturbating more and more as I get older. I've probably never masturbated so much in my life. I have the very exciting feeling that my hands and penis are made primarily for masturbation.

There are so many things in our lives that don't depend on us. But not masturbating. What really makes the difference from one day to the next is the number of hours I spend masturbating. I need it so, so badly.