Good, it's not just me, thanks for letting me know. It doesn't take much for a man to lose his excitement. Women are different. Once a woman reaches a plateau, she stays there for a while, but a man stays on the plateau for very short amount of time. It's like a swing hanging with a solid rope. You push the swing little by little, the swing produces large oscillations and, at some point, it so happens that it's gone to maximum height, up there on the top, 180 degrees from the starting position. Well, for a woman the swing locks up there and you need more than little pushes to move it down again. For a man it doesn't lock. It stays there for very very short time and then falls down again even without push. That's why aussieman and I lose the desire at the slightest distraction. And, yes, a TV ad or a loud noise or a bad smell or the woman making a mistake using teeth while sucking, or suddenly seeing a man... yes, all these things are events that cause loss of excitement.

You tried, lix, to make me think if there's a situation where I would cum with a man doing things to me, but, no, I've thought about everything, there's no chance. It's all in my mind, of course.

Next thing you could ask is: if there was a drug to take so that my mind starts thinking of homosexual sex, would I take it? My answer is this. Currently, no. I'm happy with my sex life and have women to fuck. But if women vanished from the face of earth, would I do it? Maybe. That's a possibility. I'd still need a drug or an operation though that alters my mind.

I've no societal or moral inhibitions about sex with men. I just don't like it. It's like the fact that I don't like marmite (vegemite for Aussies). I just don't. Do I care if other people like it? No. They're free to do as they like so long as (1) they don't give it to me and (2) they don't try to convince me that my dislike for marmite is because of my upbringing.

Voilà.