Teasing out sexual motivation from the psyche is a process fraught with flaws, i.e. Sigmund Freud. Penis envy, anyone? Then there was that whole Oedipal thing.
My sexual psyche is as fractured as anyone, but I love trying to tease out the glass shards that make up my sexual mosaic. For the last ten years or so, I've listened weekly to Susie Bright on her Audible Podcast and over the last year or so, she has had an on-going discussion about cuckolding. Usually, I'm in agreement with Susie, but the primary sexual charge of the cuckold fantasy for me isn't submission, closeted homoerotic tendencies or emotional masochism.
This isn't to say that there aren't those elements. A little emotional, Reverend Dimmesdale flogging has its cathartic effects for the Puritan set. No doubt about it, fucking a cunt with another dick simultaneously is hot and homoerotic. And the topsy-turvy world of sex is a constant flux of submission and dominance.
In a recent podcast, she added voyeurism and "sperm competition" and a social Darwin-istic perspective as another possible cause. This rang more true for me, but it didn't go far enough.
The cuckold fantasy for me is not just sperm competition, but total competition and total dominance. From a male raised immersed in sport culture, competition is highly sexualized. Triumphing in the combat arena of sports from junior high on is all about being popular, ascending the male hierarchy and getting the girl. Knocking the shit out of a guy is sexual. Not because of the guy, but because in your testosterone warped brain the male thinks -- "Ahh, now she will want me." The fact that it never really works well, doesn't matter. The male emotional response says that it will.
The cuckold fantasy is moving the competition straight into the bedroom, rather than the playing field. The symbolic horns are the rams butting heads over the female. Hit the other fucking ram hard enough and he won't get up. The bigger the cuckold horns, the better.
You can both fuck her and if she still wants you -- You win. You are dominant. You are the Alpha male.
My sexual psyche is as fractured as anyone, but I love trying to tease out the glass shards that make up my sexual mosaic. For the last ten years or so, I've listened weekly to Susie Bright on her Audible Podcast and over the last year or so, she has had an on-going discussion about cuckolding. Usually, I'm in agreement with Susie, but the primary sexual charge of the cuckold fantasy for me isn't submission, closeted homoerotic tendencies or emotional masochism.
This isn't to say that there aren't those elements. A little emotional, Reverend Dimmesdale flogging has its cathartic effects for the Puritan set. No doubt about it, fucking a cunt with another dick simultaneously is hot and homoerotic. And the topsy-turvy world of sex is a constant flux of submission and dominance.
In a recent podcast, she added voyeurism and "sperm competition" and a social Darwin-istic perspective as another possible cause. This rang more true for me, but it didn't go far enough.
The cuckold fantasy for me is not just sperm competition, but total competition and total dominance. From a male raised immersed in sport culture, competition is highly sexualized. Triumphing in the combat arena of sports from junior high on is all about being popular, ascending the male hierarchy and getting the girl. Knocking the shit out of a guy is sexual. Not because of the guy, but because in your testosterone warped brain the male thinks -- "Ahh, now she will want me." The fact that it never really works well, doesn't matter. The male emotional response says that it will.
The cuckold fantasy is moving the competition straight into the bedroom, rather than the playing field. The symbolic horns are the rams butting heads over the female. Hit the other fucking ram hard enough and he won't get up. The bigger the cuckold horns, the better.
You can both fuck her and if she still wants you -- You win. You are dominant. You are the Alpha male.

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