Well, yeah, but I'm also engineered to like French chocolate pudding. If I eat more than a little, all sorts of bad things happen. Ditto with good beer.thumper wrote:But we're engineered to want that feeling. It's not like we're taking some illicit drug to get an ever harder to achieve rush.
Same thing with wanking. If I do it too much, then I have negative consequences. The rub is that too much is entirely situational, and dependent on a person I can't predict. At my age, if I beat off in the shower, I'm certainly no good for that night. But do I ever have any idea in the morning whether she'll be in the mood that night? Noooo. So one in the hand is better than an indeterminant bush, or at least in male logic.
This then goes downhill in a viscious spiral.
I do get where you're coming from - 'addiction' is perjorative, and has connotations of something where you go through withdrawal. Reminds me of the Carlin skit - anyone who goes faster (does more) than you is a MANIAC, any one going slower (doing less) is a MORON.
Of course, it is now an entirely moot point, as there's been no wanking for several months now, and not likely to be any. The whole thing makes me really quite addicted to her body, so she goes "mmmmm", and I tell her that's what she gets for teasing me...
Weird, but it works.