Prior to joining Zity four years ago, I was almost certain I would never run into any people during my life who have the same lifelong āhangupā on a simple medical diagnostic device and procedure that I was likely imprinted with the first time a thermometer ever entered my bottom on the day of my birth, and every subsequent rectal temp taken and remembered thereafter.
Rectal temps naturally segued to āother thingsā bottom related, including ātaking itā up my ass. As an open mind straight man, it feels so good to have something in my ass as an adult, that Iāve accepted taking another manās erection into it on several occasions, my only regret being that I didnāt allow it to happen more than I did when I could.
I wouldnāt call any of this ānormal,ā but a lot more people would probably enjoy it if they allowed their natural curiosity to explore, and isnāt that what life is about?
My secondary interest of things gynecological came to me during my early thirties after taking my girlfriend to her first appointment. It happened to be in an exam room that I had recently built as a subcontractor. For some reason it being in the new medical specialists building that I helped build made the experience a very erotic one for me. As I sat in the small adjoining waiting room hearing the mechanical sounds of the leg rests as they were pulled out and fastened into place, drawers sliding, and the muffled sounds of my girlfriend and her doctor talking gave me an extremely solid erection that would not go down, and was difficult to conceal as her appointment conclude and we exited the facility. On our trip home she gave me a play by play of what happened while giving me a slow and satisfying handjob. Besides most mensā curiosity of what happens during a gyno visit, that really sealed the deal for me for that particular fetish.
I have a friend who is a professor of psychological science whose daughter just turned sweet sixteen, he and her mother gifted her a set of porn DVDs, a set of gauged butt plugs, tubes of surgical jelly, several personal massage devices, along with various erotic books on different fetishes. While there was a normal bit of winking and giggling that happened, they are a very open family about sexuality, and except for those gifts, it was a normal sixteen-year-old girlās birthday party. In their family, if anything sexual is not harmful, and can be done safely, itās met head-on and encouraged as being normal, and that seems like a healthy way to raise a family to me.
I donāt think we really want every kink and fetish to be the norm do we?
If that were the case, kinks and fetishes would cease to exist.
Kinks are relative and subjective desires; I would not go as far as ānormalā though, at least not for most of us, and I think we prefer it this way.