Jerking Off

One of the things that Bartender and I argue about on a fairly regular basis is sex. I don’t think we have enough; he thinks we have plenty. He does not understand why I am not satisfied with having sex just once a week, only 6 months into our relationship. He claims that he is “too old” to have as much sex as I (the “nymphomaniac”) would like (for the record, he is 35. That is NOT too old to have a fucking sex drive). If I waited for him to initiate sex, we would never have any. If I initiate it, he feels like I am pressuring him.

This morning, he went into the kitchen to make us some food while I sat in bed watching TV. I was wondering what was taking so long, so I went to go check on him, only to find him sitting in front of the computer jerking off. I was LIVID. When he came back into the room with our food, the only thing I said to him was, “I would have fucked you, you know.” And I haven’t spoken another word to him since. It has been hours.

In any other relationship, I would have been turned on if I had walked in on my boyfriend jerking off. I probably would have knelt in front of him and blown him while he watched porn. But in this situation, I was angry. It wasn’t like he was home alone and horny. It wasn’t like he had tried to initiate sex and I had turned him down.

If he wanted to jerk off instead of have sex, I would have loved to let him jerk off onto me. As stated before, I would have blown him while he watched porn if that’s what he wanted. But he didn’t want it. He didn’t want me.

And that is a problem.