There was a time when I felt a lot of jealousy toward bulls and, more generally, men who had more sexual experiences than I did. I’m successful with women—I’m an attractive guy, I take care of my body, and I’m also a doctor. But women always saw me as a long-term partner, not someone for casual sex. It frustrated me that these guys seemed to have more fun and could put in far less effort than I ever had to.

Over time, though, I’ve started to change my perspective. I still envy them to some degree. If I could, I would have been more like them. But there’s much less negative resentment now. I can actually appreciate their success, maybe even admire it a little. It’s almost like cheering for your favorite sports stars.

I still don’t feel "lesser" than them, but I can now admit that, at least within this dynamic, they hold a higher position in the "sexual hierarchy." In some strange way, this has actually doubled my pleasure. Now, it’s not only exciting to imagine my partner having sex with another man, but it also turns me on knowing that my bull friend is having sex with an attractive woman. We can both fulfill our fantasies together.

This change in perspective has made things a lot easier for me, and I find myself enjoying the situation much more than before. It’s no longer about comparison or competition but about accepting different roles and being content with that.