My life has slowed down a bit so I've started thinking about myself a little more. Some of the sexual envy I've felt surrounding sex and my specific kinks I realize are very focused towards "damn, it just seems like it would be so much better with girl parts". Cuz it really does.

I've always felt envy to women who just seem like they always feel a lot more than I do. Like it feels good to have sex but I'm rarely gasping and lost in pleasure like most girls are, except for a few times I've received anal and the stars aligned well for my mental state and energy. And then the multiple orgasms women can have, my god. But as good as anal is it just doesn't quite, eh, feel like it's the same as that.

It goes deeper into one of my kinks too.

Weird kink stuff here that I've never told another soul:

spoilerOne of my kinks is pee related; specifically, omorashi/diaper stuff. Not like "adult baby" kinda stuff but wetting diapers or pants, holding it until I lose control, it's a turn on for me and I partake somewhat frequently...

With male equipment it's "alright" but I have found myself constantly fantasizing about how much better it would be with female parts, especially while in the middle of the kink stuff. I wouldn't have to worry about where I'm pointing if I'm wearing a diaper, it gets everything right between the thighs, it doesn't get in the way or pinched when wearing bulky padding, it's easier to lose control (because the loss of voluntary control I find the hottest) - urgh. Female parts are literally designed for this kink and it makes me wish I had them. It seems like it gets really obvious the more I think about it, that I've been using the kink to contain those thoughts as a compartmentalized outlet that's "just part of the kink" and not part of me as a person. But maybe it is part of me as a person??


What's strange tho is outside the kink I really do like my parts, having and using a penis is enjoyable. But after my previous revelations I'm wondering if that is just self-convincing to not feel bad about it, and I need to do a lot more thinking on my feelings about it.

Outside the kink my libido is rather low too, at least mentally. Like for as relatively young as I am, in decent shape, with fairly high T and all, I should be able to have sex multiple times a day, but I'm usually a one and done with my girlfriend before my mind just goes "yeah I'm done with this effort of bring horny, brain tired now let's sleep or move on to next autistic hyperfocus because you have shit to do".
Thats ofc made worse by how fucking busy I am all the time. But like am I secretly not into having sex as a man? Idfk.

I'm not really looking for any advice just writing random vomit flow of thoughts out that came to me last night, because text writing helps me organize my brain. Sorry if I gross anyone out because I'm fucking into weird stuff I'll delete if I do..

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[–] 6 points 5 days ago* (last edited 5 days ago) (3 children)

Yeah I mean, I think that is a very important thing to explore if you're in a safe mental space to do so; it can be surprisingly grievous in my experience.

Like you, I never really complained about having a penis, and since I was always kind of annoyed with having one, I thought everyone elso also simply tolerated their penises. I've always felt like it gets in the way, gets uncomfortable, annoying to piss with (seriously, why tf do we still let men piss standing up in any other place than a public urinal?). So, it came as a bit of a surprise to me when I heard that men actually enjoyed having one, especially after the insane shit I could see cis women do for sexual pleasure, like you mentioned above.

I didn't mind topping, I didn't mind being the one that leads during sex, or takes on more aggressive/dominant, masculinized roles, but never once did I feel fulfilled by that. Obviously, penetrative sex can still feel very good strictly in terms of physical sensation, but yeah, it's nothing I go for except for exceptionally rare cases.

The reason why I said "grievous," is because this realization actually hurt a lot when it came to me. It wasn't that I was just exceptionally sexually deviant, or desensitized by porn and sexual violence, I just had an entire lifetime of sexual understanding and fulfillment kept from me. It honestly gets deeper down into your psyche than you realize.

I completely get the kinks (I seriously don't think piss counts as weird or gross, especially for people who may have very deeply rooted discomfort with anything associated with their genitals). But yeah, I discovered that a lot of my own sexual tastes were rooted in a fundamental dissatisfaction and neglect, and even though I may enjoy many of the same kinks, the way I used to enjoy them more closely resembled self-harm than sexual pleasure; which comes with its own sort of grieving.

This isn't to say you're engaging in self-harm yourself, but just to put it out there if you're worried that this may be the case. It's completely normal to question your enjoyment of "male-"coded sexual acts, and you may even continue to enjoy them once you understand how they relate to yourself rather than what you've been socialized to use a penis for.

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  • [–] [S] 1 point 4 days ago* (2 children)

    I didn’t mind topping, I didn’t mind being the one that leads during sex, or takes on more aggressive/dominant, masculinized roles, but never once did I feel fulfilled by that.

    Oh jesus, this suddenly resonated fuck. I don't mind taking the masculine role either, thinking back to current and past partners I really enjoyed traditional sex when it was fresh, but I realize once the autism novelty seeking wears off I'm not really feeling like I'm getting fulfillment out of it. Gah.

    Thank you girl you are so validating <33

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  • [–] 2 points 3 days ago (1 child)

    Oh, I'm glad to hear that it did validate you <3

    It's definitely one of those thngs that people take for granted, which, to me, emblemizes how trans-misogyny effects both our self-perception, and what language is afforded to us to develop self-understanding. I'm more butch than I ever was as a "man," but it in no way resembles a man's masculinity. I found it really difficult to assert that for a long time; there's a lot of risk that comes with being a trans woman, and acceptance of our own sexual needs and desires is one of those risky things to assert to others.

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