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Weird Things that Make me Feel Weird Pt 2

Continuing on the idea of the last post, I'm going to talk about something else that probably fits the preferred option for society, that makes me feel more odd given the world I live in.

Even while I went back to school, there were some things that the girls I was with just spoke openly about with their preferences and experiences.  We all joked, and laughed, and added our input, and then when it came to be my turn, I was accused of lying.  I was given the prodding of "not having to hide anything" and "not to be ashamed".

But like with everything else, I was telling the truth, and they just couldn't seem to comprehend it.

The topic of conversation: Masturbation.
Why was I accused of lying?  Well, because I don't masturbate.  At all.

Sure, I poked around a couple times in my early teens, figuring out my own anatomy, and wondering what the fuck boys were so interested in.  I got bored in a few minutes each time, and stopped bothering.  Since then, I've had no interest, and simply haven't bothered messing with my diddly bits.

Yes, I know, this is weird.  Especially when you consider the fact that I want sex fairly constantly, and don't get to fuck nearly as often as I'd like to.  For some reason, it just doesn't make me think to fondle myself, but wait most impatiently for someone to enjoy fucking.

Pornography also tends to make me feel bored.  Visual porn just does nothing for me, although I have enjoyed watching people get tortured, once anything sexual begins, I lose any interest.  I'm not disgusted by it at all, but watching sex just looks boring to me.  I'd much rather get myself laid.

When I was with Thrax, even though he knew that I had no idea how to jerk off, he would order me to do it while we would be fucking, and I'd be laying on my back on top of him.  It was like he didn't know what to do, so he'd just pull out something that he'd told girls to do in the past, and it just confused me.  I'd usually just flop my hand on my junk, and continue to fuck, cause I really don't even know what to do with my own bits, despite having as much jewelry to fiddle with as I do.

And I've discovered just from my normal interaction with partners, that my clit is pretty much dead compared to my internal bits anyway.  Unless it's being bludgeoned, or has some serious force being used, I honestly don't feel much of anything.  At one point, Thrax had used a hitachi on me, thinking it would magically fix my clit or something, and it would have me instantly cumming.  He put it up to my junk, and wiggled it around for a while, and just looked at me waiting for a reaction.  It felt like my cell going off in my lap to be honest.  So he tossed an adapter on it, and proceeded to put the only foreign object (that wasn't you know, fingers or a dick) inside my junk.  That honestly just felt confusing.  I didn't really notice the vibration, and the end was maybe the size of a finger, and was soft-ish, so it couldn't really apply pressure.  It's the only time I've ever had any sort of "traditional" sex toy used on me, and it only gave me less desire to ever try them in the future.

Mind you, I'm actually one of those people that can get off just from thought.  I just want sex for so much more than to cum that I never put much concern on it.

And yes, when I tell people I don't jerk off, they usually don't believe me.  If they know me well enough though, they know it's the truth, seem a bit confused for a moment, and move on.  If not, well, they aren't worth trying to convince.

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