When I was younger, my dick would get hard if they wind blew. I remember when hormones kicked in. It was embarrassing. I’d have to get up and go to the board and solve a math problem with a hard dick. The erection would just appear out of nowhere, no rhyme or reason. I hated it.
I learned to jack it around seventh grade. I finally found what I was supposed to do with it for the rest of my life. Erections were also easy in my early twenties. I could fuck anything. All I had to do was close my eyes. I didn’t special stimulation of very kinky porn. I just needed a warm body.
Now, in my very early thirties, the evolution of my sexuality has changed. I guess part of it was being a stable relationship for years. Also, I’ve become pickier. I can’t just get off with anybody. I have to actually be turned on. My dick has become a bitch. It wants what it wants and refuses what it doesn’t want. I would like to think I’m attracted to other people personalities, but that’s a lie. I know many are not attracted to my personality. My dick wants what my dick wants. Funny, people think, because their dick wants you, it’s a settled deal. It’s not so simple. My ass wants what my ass wants. I’ve run out of coupons for pity sex. I rather just jack off.
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