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The mind of an apathetic sex addict.
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The mind of an apathetic sex addict. I haven't had sex in eight years. This isn't a choice so much as I'm not very outgoing and don't get much of a chance to meet people, especially women. While this may be a put off for them, I'm not exactly bad at it (to the best of my knowledge). I know what I'm doing and I know how to read peoples body language - a skill that's as irreplaceable in the bedroom (or wherever, you know) as it is in the workforce. Seeing as I'm 26, you can now assume I haven't had sex since I was a . You are correct. My sexual prime is currently going to a mass amount of waste. I have a VERY high sex drive. I can achieve 10+ orgasms in a single day (I gave up at 10 when I experimented) and my penis stays erect (even after orgasm) literally until the attention stops. If I so much as think about sex (regardless of how satisfied I am - or even if it was seconds ago) I will get horny again. Coping with this problem isn't easy. Being horny practically every second of every day of your life is probably one of the most painful things you can imagine (yet I've never forced myself on a woman and have no intentions to ever do so - people who say they can't control their urges are lying. Also bastards). Seeing a girls mid-riff is enough to make me the hardest male in the known universe. Even writing is getting me anxious - for no apparent reason other than the subject matter is sex. Now the reason I call myself apathetic, is simply because while I desire sex more than you can possible imagine - all the time - I don't care to go hunting for it. I don't like the social interactions of the average human. Most of the time I can't make a good enough impression because I'm shy, nervous and come off as someone who isn't worth bringing home. The interactions themselves are also boring. It's the same small talk all the time and it's meaningless. "We're here to have sex. So, tell me all about your family, favourite foods, music and the like." Or you know, we could bypass the nervous awkward stage by just flashing each other and moving on. Being nervous in front of someone you've just flashed seems counter productive (I may also be a bit pragmatic). If I've seen a woman's fun parts, I generally have no reason to be shy or nervous around them anymore. I wouldn't be surprised if even the most reluctant nervous girl, who managed to do this, ends up in the same boat: "He's seen me now. Oh wow. I've also seen him. This guy isn't nearly as intimidating as he was a moment ago." Of course this is speculation - I'm not a nervous woman (or even a woman, for that matter) nor have I even had the chance to test this theory. Unfortunately, I do know why just meeting up, having sex and being on our way is a problem. Aside from the whole romance thing people are looking for (come on, I can fake, so can you, doesn't have to be real to work) when they have sex, there's also that whole I'm Australian thing. Australia has a large rate of domestic violence, thus the women are pretty much in a constant state of unease whenever a male walks towards them. I've had women cross the road just to avoid me. In daylight. At midday. As if I'm a threat of some kind. This is an issue. |
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