What do you think it is like to be a sex object? If you are one, just pretend you're not and tell us what it is like. If you are not one, try to imagine the horror that it must be....
WHat are you talking about, I am one! Chicks love Fu Manchu's and ponytails on a man! (Actually, my wife hates my long hair and wishes I'd cut it).
What have they done with MacBeth? You know he'd be all over this...it's JAG bait. Paging kidnappers...gimme back my son! er...pornstar's boytoy! Actually, I have been the sexy guy for Chinese ladies at ballroom dance shows. No sex sex, just sexy dancing. Not the same. But in that position, you're supposed to be the object of desire. The ladies play into that; they enjoy the role playing, as much as anything. It's really more about them than you.
... I knew they only wanted me for my body... And they said it was for Scientific purposes! The nerve...
I'm guessing that it must vary from object to object. For instance, an electric dildo will probably have a very different life than a strawberry-flavored butt plug.
So considering that we are talking about "being a sex object", does that mean that you are an electric dildo or a strawberry-flavored butt plug?
I wouldn't call myself a sex object by any means, but I have noticed, being single anyways, that women seem to come in ebbs and flows, and both aren't easy. For example, I wasn't hardly dating at all for about a four month period. That always sucks. Then about two months ago, I started blowing up again. Geez, I've probably gone out with over a dozen women in the past two months, and it is getting worse. I know that sounds silly, but there is a limit to who you can date. I've already ticked off girls who I haven't called back, or haven't called yet. My bank account gets hurt due to it, etc. It is nearly impossible to try and keep five women interested. At least I can't do it. I've got a friend who does it all the time. It wears me out. Then again, I'm not ready to truly settle down, either.
Well last night at 4am, I'm passed out in bed, my cute and very drunk new neighbor who I just met that day climbs/shimmies over to my balcony from hers. I swear to God I thought I was being attacked by ninjas.... hot hot ninjas. I live on the third floor so I'm lucky she didn't fall or something. But yeah, it was a long night. Sorry, this is the thread for gloating or self deprecating posts.