I need a new tag..

The Freudian concept: The Pleasure Principle- states that all people, everywhere and at all times use pleasure to feed the Id, our unconscious desires; and that everything we do is ultimately for pleasure, and to avoid suffering.

Sadism is, from a Freudian perspective, considered deviant.

And yet it is still all about pleasure.

Trouble is no one looks at the other side. People who use self-control consciously or unconsciously to avoid pleasure.

I personally found celibacy dead kinky, but I'm willing to believe those who tell me that they just don't like sex. But what of people who do enjoy it, but don't do it. What kinds of theories stop human beings fucking each other's brains out all the time...

Gil enjoyed sex; he enjoyed breaking rules. Then he enjoyed sacrificing it (and me) even more. I assume he has sex just once a week, same time, same place to stop himself going mad.

Bloody religion!

Is there a name for the syndrome of preventing yourself from experiencing pleasure?

So.
It is morning.
I've fumbled around and got the light.
Now the radio is on.
I'm exhausted from waking up...already.

Really, do we go to bed too late or what!?

He rolls over, lies besides me and behind me, around me, and begins rubbing my neck.

It's really nice, if I was a cat I'd be purring, but I can feel his cock stiffening and I know that the more I purr the stiffer it will get...

... and I know that no matter what I do he wont let me have it.

Because he doesn't think that there is enough time.

We have about fifteen to twenty minutes, which is not a small amount of time; if you were in the dentists chair having a tooth pulled, even with anaesthetic fifteen minutes would be a long time!

He thinks that it is worse for me if he gives it and takes it away...at this point I ask myself what he means by that.

I ask him.

He says that he doesn't want to upset me...

I assume he means I will want more and make him feel bad for not giving me more, for not doing what I want him to do, for being so selfish that he will actually leave me to go to work!

Pwfffttt is all I can say to that..
... and then ask, does he have any evidence to believe that this is what I'd actually do?

Have I ever done it?

I mean do I normally act like a three year old?

I think that he projects these feelings.
They have nothing to do with the real me.
I become his excuse and reason not to feel...

If I'm right then I've been respecting this refusing pleasure (another) syndrome, for years....because I thought that I was respecting his right to decide what to do.

What if, instead of doing the right thing I have been supporting his disrespect for his own feelings?

I put all this into words, tell him and get ten minutes of delicious fucking before he leaves me with the promise that as he hasn't cum, his cock will be extra springy, his balls more jiggly for the rest of the day and so work will be more interesting for him...

Leaving me to consider *cultural misogyny*.