I read a lot of pornographic fiction on my computer, and sometimes I tug with one hand and scroll with the other (I also tug while watching anime, so tugging isn't exclusively associated with sex). I was watching The Elephant in the Hospital (to make note of when the circumcision clip starts and stops so I can give a friend a heads-up), saw that it was >30:00 long, and figured I could tug while watching it.
Some time after this, I was fapping while reading porn (or tugging with one hand while striking with the other, I don't remember), and one of the graphic circumcision images from Elephant in the Hospital popped into my head.
I don't know why, but I fapped to it a bit. I don't remember if I hesitated, but I think I did. Afterwards I looked in the mirror and tore into myself in a way that, in retrospect, reminds me of a gay teenager who insists that their gay thoughts are sinful. I sternly/angrily told myself that a circumcision fetish is an "aberration" and that someone who had it should see a psychologist.
Was the fapping just a mastery/coping thing? Was I right to rage at myself like that?
Some time after this, I was fapping while reading porn (or tugging with one hand while striking with the other, I don't remember), and one of the graphic circumcision images from Elephant in the Hospital popped into my head.
I don't know why, but I fapped to it a bit. I don't remember if I hesitated, but I think I did. Afterwards I looked in the mirror and tore into myself in a way that, in retrospect, reminds me of a gay teenager who insists that their gay thoughts are sinful. I sternly/angrily told myself that a circumcision fetish is an "aberration" and that someone who had it should see a psychologist.
Was the fapping just a mastery/coping thing? Was I right to rage at myself like that?
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