I appreciate the well thought out advice, I really do. You ladies are awesome. I'm sure the men out there are still trying to get their heads around it, and as soon as the shock wears off (What? A dude hates BJ's ? Is this a joke?) they'll be along promptly.
You'd be surprised. I don't dig BJ's all that much -- for similar, but less extreme reasons. My parents busted the guy who molested me as a kid early on in the process.
(I say this, but when I casually mentioned to my wife last night the similarities in our feelings and, to a lesser extent, our experiences, she told me that was the first time in our marriage I'd ever been that explicit about it. I'm all like, *shrug*. It's not like I think about it very often.
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The consequence, of course, is that I don't dig BJ's. I don't *mind* them, but they're not on my list of Top 20 Things to Do in Bed. I completely understand where that comes from...and honestly, I have no desire to rectify it. I don't dig BJ's. I know why. I'm not going to make myself or train myself to like them just to reclaim something I don't particularly feel the loss of.
You've got a bigger problem in that your WW apparently really digs giving BJ's (though I'd be careful about that -- the shit people tell their OP's is just as often exactly that...shit.)
But let's say that it is true, and your wife is nuts about giving BJ's.
Listen to me: who cares?
If I really wanted to strangle a sex partner until they passed out, and that was my favorite way to get off because my last girlfriend let me do that all the time, would my wife be obligated to participate in that? Should I resent her because she has sexual boundaries?
I say no. I say that a healthy sex life is about negotiating pleasure within the boundaries of the two people involved. Some people do not dig some things that really turn on other people. Anal sex is the obvious example here. Many, many chicks do not dig anal. Their husbands learn to not even ask for it. Most decent guys don't sit around complaining that their wives won't let them fuck them up the ass, and they don't go out and get hookers who they can fuck up the ass to compensate. They accept that it's a boundary and let it go.
There's no fault in doing the same thing with BJ's. Events from our childhood form some of our values...*and* the sensitivity of some of our pleasure centers. Events from your childhood (and mine) de-selected us from the pool of men who dig BJ's. We can choose to mouth-fuck our way through that and try to reclaim it if that's something we decide we really value, or we can accept that BJ's just don't do it for us.
And that's completely okay. I don't need to embrace every person on the planet's kinks to have a healthy, fully rounded sex life. I don't need to judge myself as somehow weird or inferior because I don't like things other people like. I don't like Cleveland Steamers, either, and there are whol internet groups devoted to those. Nobody thinks I'm weird because I don't talk about the great shit I took on my wife's chest during sex last night.
It's okay. You're not weird. You like what you like and don't like what you don't. There is plenty of territory inside the circle of what you do like overlapped with the circle of what your wife like's to keep both of you more than satisfied well up into the age where you're going to break your hips if you keep doing some of them.
Being molested doesn't say shit about you. You know that. It just gives you the information that there are fucked up people in the world and kids are vulnerable to them. That experience changes you...but change isn't *damage* by definition. Every experience changes us, changes our tastes, changes our pleasure centers -- that's also why some guys like huge tits and others don't. It's why some guys are ass men and other guys are meh about it.
(Me? I've got a huge thing for toe cleavage. You know, the space between a woman's big toe and the next one when she's wearing nice shoes -- especially flats. It's a product of mid-80's fashion and spending too much time staring at the floor. You start to notice feet. Nice to cleavage in a pair of red flats will get me going like you would not believe. I've never met anyone else with this particular kink. I don't think of it as weird...it's just what I like.)
You're not alone, Tred.