We've All Been This German Dude Who Wouldn't Leave A Burning Sex Shop Until He Got His Nut Off

(Source) – Fireman had to drag a man out of a German sex shop which was burning to the ground after he refused to leave until he reached the end of porn film ‘Throbbin Hood’. The man, who has not been named, was alone in a locked video cabin watching the adult film when the building caught alight. But despite the flames egding closer to him and smoke inhalation causing him to cough, he was adamant he wanted to stay until the end of the film. This forced firefighters to race into the shop called SexyAngel, located on Hamburg’s Reeperbahn, known as the ‘square mile of sin.’ The man was found by what authorities described as a ‘state of high sexual arousal’ and dragged from the burning shop. As the firefighters brought him to safety, he could be heard saying: ‘I have paid 7.50 euros for this and I haven’t finished yet!’ Pictures after he was rescued showed him sitting on the ground in a blanket while being looked after by paramedics. Fire service spokesman Martin Schneider said: ‘He only came out after our people were battering against the locked cabin door.

Everyone’s been in this position before, probably a million times. Once you hit that “state of high sexual arousal” you straight up turn into another person.

But, I do still have to disagree with this gentleman. See, if he was having sex then I’d be all aboard this Nothing Else Matters train. When you’re fucking, it’s as close to “in the zone” as normal men will ever get. You’re like MJ in the playoffs or Shia LaBeouf in that golf movie where he blocks out everything but the pin. It doesn’t matter what is happening in the world, it’s just you and the pussy. A dog’s wet nose could be repeatedly hitting your ass (has happened to me) and you’re just focused on the prize. Put it out of your mind and get the job done.

But jerking off? That’s a different ball game. When you’re jerking off, you’re also a more heightened man, but it’s not the “in the zone” feeling. That’s more like a skydiver waiting to pull his chute. You hear and notice everything. Keys in the door, neighbors talking, footsteps in the hall, toilet flushes three floors up, you’re fucking Spider Man. And everything makes you do that quick “ohshitsomeoneshereIbettertuckmydickin” move while you lunge at your computer. You’re always ready to bail on a jerkoff session.

Sex? That you stay in a burning building for. A quick tug to Throbbin Hood? Get out and live to pull another day. There will be more battles.