Where did my horniness go? It's so weird. It's like my libido is allover the place.

I've realized that a lot of my desires aren't just about sex. They are about teasing, flirting, fantasies, myth, dreams. Sure, sex is a big part of it, but there is so much more to it. I feel passionate when I don't cum. I feel poetic and temperamental. I want to indulge in carnal desires yes, but I also want eroticism and the sensual. I want to explore, be creative, create interesting narratives. I want to seduce and be seduced. Lead and conquer.

I also want to engage in raw lust of course. I want to fuck a wet tight little pussy, with my big throbbing cock. I want to fill her up, and cum inside her. I want to get dumb and drool. I want to be reduced to an animal, I want the reptile within me to take over. I feel evolutionary pressure to spread my genes, and to fuck all the holes I can get near.

Perhaps both can be true at the same time. Not that I'll ram someone's tight holes while reciting Shakespeare, but there is no doubt that sexual selection has a component of both the raw and the sublime.