It’s probably not the best idea to play with people I’m not attracted to.

I think that was part of the bad reaction I had on Sunday/Monday. It’s not just attraction though, it’s connection too, though for me they tend to go somewhat hand in hand. There is just no attraction (on my part, at least), no feeling of connection with Derek. That very much contributed to the distance and coldness and feeling of having whored myself.

I have never had a romantic relationship that incorporated any elements of kink, aside from an experiment or two with thoroughly vanilla partners. I did get into the relationship with MJ thinking she was submissive, but it was something of a bait and switch, in more ways than one, ha. These days, it seems like we’re both continually fighting to be the top.

But I digress…

My personal history is probably very strange. I did bdsm first, then sex, then dating. All of it separately, and none of it until I was 22 or 23. Curiously, all of my kink experience has been mostly non-sexual, for me. Almost all of it has been unarousing. (But wait.. this stuff is supposed to turn me on, right?)

I think… I’ve just always settled for doing it with the wrong people, people I’m not attracted to, and often barely interested in, aside from some symbiotic interests. Because if I didn’t do that, I wouldn’t be doing anything at all. Only once in a blue moon do I meet a person I’m attracted to who is also attracted to me. Especially someone kinky.

I want to do the wonderful things other people are experiencing. We all want to have our needs met, right? I just wish I knew how to go about doing that.

Fuck, this entry wasn’t supposed to be me whining again about never getting laid. It was supposed to be about the conjunction of bdsm and sex. It’s very intersting to me to read Bitchy’s blog, where for her kink and sex are all mushed together. It’s never been like that for me outside of fantasy. Though I find the ideas of kinky stuff arousing, I very rarely get turned on during the acts. I’ve been pondering it lately, and thinking that that was because I always do kink with people I’m not attracted to. But that interlude with Xel when I made him cry… it was amazing and wonderful in such a hard-to-describe way, but it had nothing to do with sex at all.

So it seems that my sadism isn’t really linked to my sexuality. It is more a feeling of vicious glee that I get from hurting boys. It’s only the explicitly sexual acts that feel sexual to me. Which I guess really isn’t all that weird.

I’m aching for a chance to explore all of this in a physical way, try things out and see how it all feels. I guess I just haven’t had enough sex or kink to have truly figured out what works for me and how it all intertwines.