u/MeltingMintyTictac

I went offline and did a detox from my phone and social media. And I have done something that made me regret it. I told myself that I wouldn't go on my phone even if I really wanted to. Unfortunately, my desperate and lustful mind wanted to lust so bad, but I controlled it. I never let myself touch my phone. Not a single bit.

Where the bad part begins is that I was so desperate that I masturbated. But I didn't look at my phone. What? I masturbated to my pornographic thoughts and fantasies completely inside my head. I just discovered something that will ruin my life even more.

Not to mention that my mind is very, very imaginative. I could picture anything in my head just by thinking about it visually. THERES ACTUAL PORN IN MY MIND that I can freely access and I cannot control it. It's my thoughts and everyone knows that it's unimaginably hard to control your own thoughts by itself. And I can directly masturbate to it making it extremely hard for me to overcome lust.

I just recently masturbated to nothing but my imagination twice this evening

I know this will turn into something. And I don't like it. That's what I exactly said when I started masturbating for the first time.

I'm genuinely just so tired of this I hate being a slave to lust but I don't know if I really do hate it cause if I truly did I would've quit a long time ago. I don't understand how I just keep doing it even after the pure shame and guilt. I just do it again and again and again it doesn't make sense everyday I always look at myself of what person I have become. I was so free a long time ago. My best streak without PMO is only 3 days.

I have fully mastered pissing in the toilet since 2021.

One day, I was showering with my grandma and I told her that I needed to take a quick piss. I went to the toilet but my aim was too bad to hit the toilet. Because of this, my penis mechanically twisted and rotated to my grandma.

After that, my grandma was soaked in my warm golden juice. She said it was "okay" and that mistakes happen a lot, "your penis is just maturing" she told me.

That incident stuck with me for days and days without end. I couldn't sleep without thinking of my grandma soaked in my piss. One day, I've had enough of this. I was done with this, it has to end now.

After my decision that I had to change, I had fully committed my life to perfecting the art of pissing in the toilet with frame-perfect accuracy and precision. Every single minute in a day was spent practicing my aim and correcting my grip strength on my penis. I drank so much water to simulate real pissing to the point that I had to go to the hospital for water poisoning.

Any water bottle in my range of sight reminded me to drink it furiously and practice pissing. Even to this day it has still affected me.

When I was at the ER, I saw a toilet. And you can guess what happened when I saw it. The hospital staff looked at me like I was some mentally infirm degenerate. I practiced multiple methods on pissing with precision; strafing, grip, control and focus.

It has gotten so far that I know how to hold my piss even when my bladder is extremely full. It's like a trapdoor. I can "open" my urethra like a superhuman and "shut" it completely to prevent any piss from coming out. I can control anything related to the urinary system.

And since 2021, the time I have come to my realization that I have mastered the art of pissing, I was a free man. I could do a backflip while pissing and not a single piss drop would fall down. I actually did this one time inside a public bathroom in a urinal. The person next to me ran away with great fear. I'm confused, shouldn't he be supporting?

Anyways, I also mastered the control of my piss stream. I could think of the shape just a little hard and it would become exactly that shape I thought of. There are exactly 4 shapes that I can utilize correctly 100% of the time (but there are others, just very hard to do):

Tornado, star, swirl, and zig-zag.

But even with all these powers, there is always a consequence, a bad one; ejaculation. Yep that's right.

When I ejaculate, my powers overflow my entire body and it sends an electric shock to my brain which then forces my brain to visualize an image of an uncountable number of porn material like a slideshow. And my body reacts to every single one of them like they are completely real. My penis explodes into white juiciness and it looks horrifying. Picture a white ice cream sundae mixed with white slime and melted marshmallows with an unbearably pungent smell, larger than two adult humans stacked on each other in all dimensions.

But even with the consequences, I love my new powers and abilities. Today is the anniversary of the day I have officially mastered the art of pissing.

I hope this story inspires you. Because looking back, it sure inspired me.

I've heard that tanks can get wrecked after getting hit by a shell that's not supposed to make that explosive reaction. And it's very delayed too. I'm confused about how this works and I'd like to know what it's called.

Like actually how can I quit this addiction

No BS, I need a clear answer that is very simple. I don't want to hate myself for this like other people do. I just want to end it quickly and quietly.