Chaste vs. Not Chaste

I am perfectly comfortable with abstinence. I endured a chaste lifestyle for a long time...no sex, no masturbation. Sex is like any addiction, really, stopping is difficult at first, but once you alter your lifestyle and give it some time, the body adapts. Here was my experience...

I was in my early 20s. My girlfriend and I had been having sex regularly, 2-3 times a day. She accused me of using her as a sex object, which was true, I was. Then, she said I did not care about her, which was entirely false. I was deeply, madly in love with her. She left and I decided to abstain from sexual contact of any kind. I needed to prove that I was not using her just to satisfy some carnal need.

The first day was fine. By evening my body wanted sex, but I went to the gym. There were enough distractions. The second and third days were difficult. I had conditioned my body to expect sex often, and there was this lingering need haunting me all day. Erections during class, imagination stirring. By the fourth day I felt the buildup of semen and found my eyes distracted by women more than ever. I wanted release. All I could think about was sex. I had my first wet dream at 6 days. It was a mess. Cum all over my boxers bleeding through onto the sheets. Ug. The nocturnal emission didn't help. It wasn't accompanied by an orgasm at all. I just woke up and noticed my semi-erect cock was pulsing and then I was all wet and gooey. You would think that would help, but that moment I was more tempted to touch myself than ever. It was like I was a relief valve, and I evacuated just the excess, but there was a full load backing it up.

I was less horny the next day, but woke up the next morning with wet underwear again. That time I didn't even wake up for it. I came in bed about every other night for the next two weeks. It was uncomfortable, because I was living in a dorm room with a roommate.Finally, after about 3 weeks, I was more relaxed and comfortable. I had distanced myself from women. I learned not to think about sex all the time. My body settled back to weekly or bi-weekly nocturnal emissions for the rest of the year. (I went a whole year like this). I am still amazed by this.

The human body is an amazing thing. After the year was up, I decided I would pursue companionship again. I fell in love and immediately started having more messy nocturnal emissions. When we finally has sex my body was almost instantly reconditioned for sex multiple times a day, and that is where it has remained since, for years. I think about this because I now find myself horny even after an aggressive schedule. Yesterday morning I was with Mary and Heather who had spent the night (1). In the afternoon I visited Lin (2). Then, in the evening, I enjoyed a surprise visit from Sara (3,4). She spent the night (5), and then we woke up (6), had breakfast (7), and then Angie joined us for lunch (8). You think I would be satisfied, relieved. Nope. Now, it is 5:30 and I can't get sex off my mind. I'm sitting here with an erection looking at all the pictures I took over the last 24 hours. Maybe I'm ready for a cold shower (or some company...)