Luthor Rex
Master Don Juan
One of the mistakes that I think a lot of people make, and I know I have certainly been guilty of, is to assume that your motivation for doing something will also be the same for everyone else. In the past this has led me to misunderstand others, and be dumbfounded at what is often considered ‘normal’ behavior.
Of those things I have misunderstood, sex has been probably one of the biggest ones, and it has taken me a long time to unravel it. Yes, I do mean AFC behavior too, but this time I’d like to talk about something more than that.
Since puberty I’ve always known something was off when it came to my sexuality. It’s taken a long time to accept that my difference is just different and not necessarily bad. I suspect that there are others who are like me, but have never really had the words to express themselves. I know it’s taken a long time for me to find the words, and I’ve never really seen others express the opinion I’m about to make.
To many of you, some of what I am about to say will seem ‘obvious’, but like I said I have often made the mistake of thinking other people have the same motives as myself.
From the time I was young enough to fantasize about girls my fantasies were (apparently) very different from the other males around me. When I imagined the sex act, I was imagining myself not just ‘possessing’ the girl’s vagina, but possessing her person as well. I don’t mean controlling or dominating the girl, rather I mean a kind of ‘surrender’ on the woman’s part: a surrender of the ‘sprit’ and not just of the flesh.
It’s the kind of emotional intensity that requires the whole person being involved. I’ve wanted to penetrate the mind as well as the vagina, overwhelming the woman by making not just her body move, but her ‘soul’ move as well. Weather my desire has taken the form of sweet tender kisses, or pinning her to the bed in submission, the goal was the same: I wanted to sink my teeth in and suck the marrow from the bone. Yielding the body isn’t enough; she must yield her ‘spirit’ as well. I’m kind of like the devil that way…
As most of you already know, I am in a severe minority position. It took me years to realize that, shocker, other people neither wanted nor needed that kind of passion. I don’t just mean other men not understanding where I’m coming from; I mean women as well having no desire for such a thing. From what I can tell most people are just happy to mutually masturbate one another with their sex organs.
Because I have yet to meet a woman who wants the same as I do, sex has been… bland. It’s been over two years since the last time, and frankly I don’t miss it.
So why the hell am I posting this? To see if there are any other men out there who know what I’m talking about and what their experiences have been.
Honestly, I expect to hear crickets chirping.
Of those things I have misunderstood, sex has been probably one of the biggest ones, and it has taken me a long time to unravel it. Yes, I do mean AFC behavior too, but this time I’d like to talk about something more than that.
Since puberty I’ve always known something was off when it came to my sexuality. It’s taken a long time to accept that my difference is just different and not necessarily bad. I suspect that there are others who are like me, but have never really had the words to express themselves. I know it’s taken a long time for me to find the words, and I’ve never really seen others express the opinion I’m about to make.
To many of you, some of what I am about to say will seem ‘obvious’, but like I said I have often made the mistake of thinking other people have the same motives as myself.
From the time I was young enough to fantasize about girls my fantasies were (apparently) very different from the other males around me. When I imagined the sex act, I was imagining myself not just ‘possessing’ the girl’s vagina, but possessing her person as well. I don’t mean controlling or dominating the girl, rather I mean a kind of ‘surrender’ on the woman’s part: a surrender of the ‘sprit’ and not just of the flesh.
It’s the kind of emotional intensity that requires the whole person being involved. I’ve wanted to penetrate the mind as well as the vagina, overwhelming the woman by making not just her body move, but her ‘soul’ move as well. Weather my desire has taken the form of sweet tender kisses, or pinning her to the bed in submission, the goal was the same: I wanted to sink my teeth in and suck the marrow from the bone. Yielding the body isn’t enough; she must yield her ‘spirit’ as well. I’m kind of like the devil that way…
As most of you already know, I am in a severe minority position. It took me years to realize that, shocker, other people neither wanted nor needed that kind of passion. I don’t just mean other men not understanding where I’m coming from; I mean women as well having no desire for such a thing. From what I can tell most people are just happy to mutually masturbate one another with their sex organs.
Because I have yet to meet a woman who wants the same as I do, sex has been… bland. It’s been over two years since the last time, and frankly I don’t miss it.
So why the hell am I posting this? To see if there are any other men out there who know what I’m talking about and what their experiences have been.
Honestly, I expect to hear crickets chirping.