When you’ve sufficiently disconnected the sexual act from both reproduction and love, sex becomes a deeply selfish behavior rooted entirely in self-gratification. You’re not making love or a baby - you’re just getting off. Suddenly it’s okay to use a stranger’s body for your orgasms. Go ahead, have a one night stand. Maybe it’s okay to use another man’s body. And why not your homie? Or the fucking dog? Congratulations, you’ve reduced a beautiful and life affirming act to a compulsion for simple friction. Say hi to your pocket pussy for me, whatever form it takes.
When you’ve sufficiently disconnected the sexual act from both reproduction and love, sex becomes a deeply selfish behavior rooted entirely in self-gratification. You’re not making love or a baby - you’re just getting off. Suddenly it’s okay to use a stranger’s body for your orgasms. Go ahead, have a one night stand. Maybe it’s okay to use another man’s body. And why not your homie? Or the fucking dog? Congratulations, you’ve reduced a beautiful and life affirming act to a compulsion for simple friction. Say hi to your pocket pussy for me, whatever form it takes.
There's a reason coomerism was equated to retardation for a long time.