Does anyone ever feel guilty/grossed-out right after they masterbate? I swear, everytime I look at porn or something, right after I cum I feel completely grossed out and like I can't believe I was looking at that stuff. Is this normal or just me?
I'm kind of the same way.
Not really guilty, just kind of grossed out. I think once a dude comes his brain releases chemicals that just compeletely turn him off. It's the same when I'm with a chick. Right after I cum I don't even want to be near a girl, but you kinda have to stay there and do the whole cuddle thing (depending on the situation). It's like "eww, sex is gross. I gotta get outtta here!"
Anyway, I know I'm not the only one as I've talked to a bunch of guys from work about it and they get the exact same way.
Does anyone ever feel guilty/grossed-out right after they masterbate? I swear, everytime I look at porn or something, right after I cum I feel completely grossed out and like I can't believe I was looking at that stuff. Is this normal or just me?
Happens to every man.
As for sex, that's entirely different for me...
In that brief, blissful, post-coitus moment, all boundaries are lost; it's no longer simply a penis in a vagina. There's no beginning or end, there are no edges, no definitions. It's simply two souls swimming and dancing in the moonlight from a source that cannot be seen. My essence merges with hers and for that beautiful, all-too-quick period we are simply one being. We don't even have a physical presence or tangible body, we become a force in a universe of nothing, yet which is brimming at the edges with a million other energies of couples in similar stages of ecstatic epiphany.
I can see people making love all around the world, all in the same limbo that my partner and I are in, smiling and sharing the knowledge with each other that we've reached through that barrier. That we've touched that sacred realm that exists only because we do make love.
And then the float back down to earth, our bodies separating and forming two opposing entities again as we know them on this plain of existence. Holding each other in our arms; shaking, quivering, frightened by what just happened but entranced by what our subconscious witnessed. Our soul's desire to make that journey again so strong, but our physical body's energy so depleted that all we can do is lay next to each other, breathing, bathing, being. Giving each other our skin to feel so that in this vulnerable and open time we can feel safe and protected. Realising that giving ourselves to each other, physically and emotionally, is what caused this feeling. Having my partner take my seed is true euphoria.
I could never, ever feel guilty about experiencing something so beautiful.
Wow, just wow. That must be some sex you're having there. I'm kind of jealous
Seriously though, that was a little over the top, but I'm sure you'll earn a few brownie points if/when your ladyfriend reads it. Good job!