What is it with men and porn? Between the two sexes, we’re the ones that consume it most avidly. It is frequently argued that we’re the ones who need it most. We’re a visual sort, and just by looking at beautiful women and the naughtiness they indulge in, we can bring ourselves to climax. It doesn’t take much to get us going.
Conversely, though, it appears that it also doesn’t take much to turn us off. A large portion of the male porn consumer base wants nothing to do with men in their porn. As a 3DX artist, I specialize in a field that exists solely for the purpose of removing the male body from our sight, without losing any of the male body’s benefits: dickgirl porn. So why not talk about men in porn for a change? Are we too afraid of looking at ourselves?
Girls, girls, girls
When I first began to watch porn, lesbian was my go-to genre. To the point where during my early 20’s, it was what I watched exclusively. The moment a dick appeared, I lost interest. I wanted to see girls grabbing tits, eating pussies, making out. My eyes wanted to view big tits and small tits, petite bodies and nice voluptuous beauties. I loved the female body, and I thought that my interest in lesbian porn was the purest celebration of that.
My celebration for women’s bodies did not diminish since then. There’s still nothing better than the sight of a juicy slit between two perfectly round butt cheeks. And very few things trump the sight of lean abdomen guiding the eye to a perfect pair of breasts, her back arched. But as years went my and my porn interests had proven to be utterly stagnant, I began to confront an uncomfortable truth: that my rejection of men in porn was really just a rejection of myself.
There came a point where strap-ons had lost all their attraction to me. They were nothing but lifeless sticks that women who didn’t know how to use a penis would clumsily thrust into the other girl. No real sensation on the part of the girl doing the thrusting. Everything was acted, and thereby shallow. I also realized that most double dildo scenes were really just two awkwardly struggling to keep a floppy rubber dong positioned between them. Fisting scenes never really pay off because the girls can’t make it fit, and fucking machines are often as poorly mounted as they are underpowered.
Are there studios that do all of these things well? Sure. But when it comes to penetrative sex, I had to come to the conclusion that nothing was as real, as powerful, as a man using the genitalia he was born with. The genitalia he had experience with. The genitalia that he could feel. The passion in a straight scene emerges from the genuine sensations the male star experiences. Not only physically, but emotionally. When you’ve got a girl in front of you that you’re honestly hard for and honestly turned on by, that alone fuels you. And in porn, that is great to watch.
Rewind to my epiphany though, and it turned out that I still didn’t want to see male bodies. I just wanted to watch girls fuck other girls. Enter the dickgirl.
Having your cake and eating it
If there ever was an erotic win/win for men, it’s the dickgirl genre. For men who aren’t turned on by computer animation there is the shemale/TS genre. With the added caveat that the TS performer in question has to look good. It requires a bit more suspension of disbelief. Both genres are incredibly popular with straight dudes, because really it’s cheating. You still get to look at chicks, but now there’s also a dick involved, so girls can get fucked and everyone’s having a grand time. You included.
In truth, both shemale and dickgirl porn are gateway genres. They open the door to a sexual interest in male genitalia. At least, that’s how it turned out for me. Because guess what either genre is really about? Yeah, cock worship. If it’s done well, it’s subliminal. If it isn’t done well, it has you questioning how gay you are but it won’t stop you from getting off. Then afterwards you’re even more confused; not that it’ll keep you from coming back.
Slowly but surely you start to come to a realization: dicks are great fun. They’re amazing to look at. You understand what they feel like, because you have one. The sensation of an erection is one of the most powerful things in the world, so when a dickgirl with her 18 incher gets hard you know what has to be going through her mind, right? Twice, thrice what you’re feeling!
So there are plenty guys out there beating it to regular straight porn daily. But those of us who took a longer time coming around to it end up drawing a fun conclusion on our way there. Dicks are fun, cumshots are great, and our sexuality isn’t determined by which set of genitalia we enjoy. And with that comes a bit of self-acceptance: maybe I can look at dudes just fine, if that means I can increase the dick quota in my porn?
But still there’s the lingering issue…
By embracing dickgirl porn as a go-to fetish, we still haven’t addressed the core underlying problem with why we refuse to look at men in the first place. For me at least, refusal to watch men ultimately came from two sources: one was physical insecurity. How could porn be fun if the dude in the scene just reminded me that I was less hung (I mean, let’s be real, who the hell is hung like a porn actor anyway), and also less in shape? If only I knew then what I of course know now: that porn is a performance art. It makes no more sense to base your idea of peak sexuality on porn performance than it does to treat the Transformers movies as informative car and tech shows.
The other problem, though, required a bit more brutal honesty with myself. Have you ever caught yourself saying “I don’t get why all women aren’t lesbian?” I’ve said it. I love women so much, how can’t they? Sure. But here’s what that sentiment really meant for me: “Men objectively aren’t as sexually interesting as women.” It took even further introspection to face what the ultimate implication of that sentiment was. Namely, I didn’t understand why women would even be heterosexual. My porn viewing habits isolated me from the simple truth that women love fucking guys. That carried over into my sexual self-esteem.
It’s not a fun truth to talk about it, but it is true. Our porn viewing habits speak to how we relate to the world around us, how we see ourselves, and ultimately also how we project ourselves into that world. Embracing the presence of guys in porn allowed me to embrace myself. More than that, it allowed me to put women into better perspective. One aspect of women is their general girliness, and in a way lesbian porn does emphasize that. But the other side of a girl is her in the presence of a cock she craves. That brings out the side of women that you see when they’re hot for you. It is no small thing to actually appreciate that, rather than experience confusion from it.
The point is not to bash your fetish
I am a dickgirl artist. That will likely not change. I don’t suddenly plan to include guys in my work. But throughout the last four to five years, my own porn consumption did start to include a lot more straight porn. In fact, it started to include far, far, far more men than I thought it ever would. The other day I squeezed one out to a scene of Samantha Saint sucking five dicks at once and taking like a dozen cumshots to the face. Six, seven years ago, that would’ve been unfathomable to me.
What turned out to be the side effect of this? A growing appreciation for guys, and as a result, myself. Looking at a dude stick his cock into a girl’s mouth actually makes me feel empowered. Yes, he’s more hung and more ripped than I am. I’m just a regular guy. But he still represents something that I can chase after, envy, and that I can experience myself. Ultimately, however pleasing lesbian porn is to look at, the female sexual experience is isolated from me. I am not a woman. There is no practical application in my own life for what I’m seeing. With looking at guys, there is. And that fact that dickgirl porn has already helped me enjoy and appreciate the sight of a good hard cock only serves to further enhance that.
Guys of the lesbian porn persuasion, I implore you. Step outside your comfort zone. You might like it. And I can guarantee you that women will.