Gaining freedom after days, weeks, months, or years of incarceration: If you think freedom is cheap and unimportant, reconsider. Some inmates can pay anything to get out of detention centers. When you are locked up, your top priority is freedom and the taste for sex dies naturally. Perhaps, the prison sentence of the prisoner is seven years and he gets freedom within a year, what kind of sex will give him what kind of joy he will feel. Prisoners who have sexual desires are those who are comfortable with prison conditions or those who are used to confinement. Be that as it may, neither sex can know better than the prison warden who opens the prison door and tells you to go home. The sweetest word in jail is freedom and not sex. The thrill of freedom cannot be compared to the skeletal pleasure of sex. The agony of being held hostage by kidnappers is immeasurable. Therefore, the joy of gaining freedom after being with people who could kill their hostage at any moment can never be measured by the pleasure of sex.
Being vindicated for a crime you did not commit after several attempts to prove your innocence: Only those who have tasted the pains of being wrongfully accused of committing a crime know the sweetness of being vindicated. I’ve seen guys who have been wrongfully accused of raping underage girls. The burden of false accusation will automatically kill sexual desire. Let’s say a happily married father of children is wrongfully accused of raping a ten-year-old girl. Possibly, he could be highly respected in his religious and professional circle. The result could be threatened divorce from his wife, disrespect from his children and dismissal from his job, as well as excommunication from the place of worship. The exoneration of this man is much more pleasurable than sexual intercourse. I have tested the euphoria of people vindicated for wrongly accused crimes and found it to be better than sexual fun.
Calm down after being pressed for a long time: I was once on a bus traveling from Imo State to Rivers State in Nigeria. The trip will take about two hours. Immediately the bus took off, I got very pressured, it was clear that I had to visit the bathroom to poop immediately. I figured I could handle it until we got to Port Harcourt since it was already 9 p.m. From that moment I lost peace. I felt uncomfortable with everything. I wanted to sit down, stand up, move left and right at the same time. The night was cold but I was sweating confused. At one point the waste almost came out of my anus, I almost cried. At this point, not even the most beautiful girl in the world, along with her counterparts in the entire continent of the world would arouse my sex drive. All I wanted was to be free and avoid the embarrassment of getting dirty. We got to the engine part and I immediately ran to the bathroom leaving all my belongings on the bus. The way I felt while pooping, no intercourse can be more pleasurable than that.
Reconnecting with an old close friend after several years of losing contact: There is no measuring the amount of joy that you feel when you meet an old friend or a childhood friend. The carefree cry, the shout, the hug and the kiss are proof of the pleasure of meeting an old friend. Maybe he is now forty years old and his very close friend when he was five years old just showed up after about thirty-five years of losing contact, the pleasure cannot be compared to sex. You will sit with your friend, you will give yourself old nicknames, you will tell life stories and before you understand you will spend hours with him unconsciously.
Succeeding on an exam after multiple attempts: Consider the pain of paying a new tuition and exam fee, the agony of failing after several day and night readings, and the embarrassment of being mocked and the disappointment of seeing your classmates move to a higher class while you repeat. All of this and more will make anyone celebrate success on a particular exam after multiple attempts to pass. You may not understand what I am saying until you have failed a particular exam six times and finally passed it the seventh time.
Your team winning a match you thought impossible to win: It was in the 1996 Olympics and no African country has ever won gold in football. In one of the semi-final matches, Nigeria was playing against Brazil and the score was 3:1 in favor of Brazil. Everyone, including me, felt the game was over until Nwankwo Kanu scored the equalizer and the game-winner, respectively. That night I saw Nigerians running out of their houses into the street completely naked. I saw very responsible men carrying their wives with pots, washing bowls, mortar, etc. upside down and running down the street. Some lay down on the road no matter the series of cars on the road driven by crazy drivers inflicted joy. What kind of sex can make a man feel like this?
Getting a job after several years of unemployment: Receiving an email telling you to return to work the next day after several years of job hunting is more pleasurable than sex.
Another test you had shows that you don’t have the incurable disease that the previous medical test showed you have: confirming that the formal results of a medical test showing that you have a terminal illness is wrong is more desirable than sex. The lab scientist has just found out that he used a leukemia patient’s blood sample to run his own test and he kneels before you, apologizing for his mistake. No type of sex or porn can make you feel the way you feel after this confirmation.
Becoming a millionaire after years of living in poverty: Poverty can be frustrating and suicidal. When a disadvantaged unexpectedly becomes rich, the sexual pleasure cannot be compared to such happiness. Perhaps a $100-a-month earner just won a $2 million jackpot; no porn can compare to the joy of it.
Peace after a long time of political, tribal or religious war in your country: Go and ask the people of Libya, Syria, South Sudan, Nigeria, Iraq, etc., what is their greatest prayer; the common response will be peace. Only the living can have sex, what people in this country want is peace, so when they get it, it’s sweeter than sex.
Knowing that your little help helped save someone’s life, job, or destiny: Acknowledging that the Ten Dollars you gave your neighbor paid for the medicine that saved his son’s life, Identifying that the little training you gave your A man helps you get a better job or the little advice you gave to that teen who helped you get off drugs can provide more satisfaction than sex or porn.
To be alive after you thought you would die from illness, accident or stroke: You are driving in a fast lane face to face with a truck whose brake has just failed. You just close your eyes, waiting for the heavy blow because there is nowhere to hide. A few seconds later you opened your eyes hoping to see the door to heaven, only to discover that you were still driving your car. The truck had crossed into the other lane and crushed more than seven cars. What sex or porn will make you feel the way you feel when someone points a gun to your head and you hear the sound of a gunshot and find out that the police just shot your attacker in the back?
Getting praise and recommendations from your employer after everyone thought you were incompetent: Praise from an employer who has never seen anything good in you can be much better than sex. Perhaps, you have been labeled as the black sheep of the organization and there are even plans to fire you. But, one day your employer shows up and gives you an award as the best staff of the month and a promotion letter.
Completing a task that you thought was too big for you: Completing a mission that you and most people feel is impossible brings greater pleasure than sex. Most inventors have little or no regard for sex because their discoveries satisfy them. The happiness of doing great things overshadows the urge or pleasure of sex and porn.
Giving birth to a baby after months of pregnancy. The discomfort, pain and sleepless nights of pregnancy are indescribable. Fear of complications or death during pregnancy is also scary. The anxiety to see your offspring is tempting. The sought-after prestige and honor of fatherhood is tempting. Therefore, no sexual pleasure can surpass the first cry of a newborn baby. That single cry is worth more than the gold mines of South Africa, No orgasm can beat the sweetness of that cry.
