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The origin of our sexuality

Shy Cat

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Ok, I have wanted to write this post for a long time but now I have taken the courage to open this thread. Not just for my curiosity but also to get a general picture of our sexual tastes. It's a difficult post as it touches on delicate topics, but in some respects I need to know as much as possible about the origin of our sexuality.
Very often it is said that certain sexual practices are the result of the experiences we had during childhood and adolescence. Obviously I don't want to generalize, but I understand that very often extreme sexuality derives from a tormented and "eventful" past.
I admit that during my childhood I was the protagonist of very bad events, both in the family and outside the family unit.

I'm sure you understand. There is no need to go deeper.

The older I got, the more I always wondered: did my sexuality depend on my past or not? Would I have been a zoophile if I had had a "normal" childhood? Are there connections or is extreme sexuality a genetic thing or one that comes up suddenly?
Or is it just a sexual taste and I'm tormenting myself unnecessarily?
 
Ok, I have wanted to write this post for a long time but now I have taken the courage to open this thread. Not just for my curiosity but also to get a general picture of our sexual tastes. It's a difficult post as it touches on delicate topics, but in some respects I need to know as much as possible about the origin of our sexuality.
Very often it is said that certain sexual practices are the result of the experiences we had during childhood and adolescence. Obviously I don't want to generalize, but I understand that very often extreme sexuality derives from a tormented and "eventful" past.
I admit that during my childhood I was the protagonist of very bad events, both in the family and outside the family unit.

I'm sure you understand. There is no need to go deeper.

The older I got, the more I always wondered: did my sexuality depend on my past or not? Would I have been a zoophile if I had had a "normal" childhood? Are there connections or is extreme sexuality a genetic thing or one that comes up suddenly?
Or is it just a sexual taste and I'm tormenting myself unnecessarily?
You're worrying over nothing. Plenty of people have zoophile experiences regardless of background, both normal and abnormal. Sexual, physical or emotional trauma is likely to have a negative effect on a person but there's extremely little to no evidence between trauma and zoophilia as an orientation; zoophilia is independent of traumatic experiences.
 
For me, it's just a sexuality that blossomed due to all my years caring for dogs.

A lot of people have had something weird happening in their childhood, so it's easy to blame literally anything on that. But there are perfectly vanilla people who also had traumatic childhoods, and there are people with other sexualities or kinks who've had wholesome childhoods.
 
I had access to dial-up as a kid before the turn of the millennium. I remember seeing a lot of crazy things: man-on-man, horse-on-woman, etc. It never disgusted me though. I was either neutral, or intrigued. I'd look at it more, find other relevant media, and it's how I came to find that I'm bisexual and enjoy animals as well.

Now, one could say that being able to browse the internet in such a way beginning around elementary/middle school might've "warped" my mind, though to be honest, it probably just awakened what was already there in the first place.
 
It's rather complicated for me.
Before my preteens, a male hound I had rescued -and by that I mean hid in the RV cause the parents would take him to the pound- tried to mount me. I was confused, excited. I figured he could smell our female shepherd on me. They found him, and took him in. Even then I regretted not letting him mount me.
Shortly after that my older brother started abusing me sexually. I spent many years disgusted at zoophilia/bestiality. It was a place for me to project my anger and pain. It's only now, years later -and with good therapy- that I've started to let myself actively seek information without feeling guilty or disgusted, or shamed.
My goal is to be tied. I read so many other posts here, and it makes me wet just thinking about it. Finding this forum, and so many others who've had similar desires, and shared their first stories is so exciting and reassuring.

I don't believe our -MY- preferences are a result of trauma, but rather, that trauma was used against them.
 
why does everything need to be connected to something else? do you try to trace the origin of your car brand preference as well? or why do you like whatever is your favorite color?
 
why does everything need to be connected to something else? do you try to trace the origin of your car brand preference as well? or why do you like whatever is your favorite color?
Some of us are just nerds that way! It's fun to explore the exact reason I like the colours I like.
 
Nothing traumatic, or bad, or childhood-related drove me into this. I doubt everything is down to nurture.

I once saw a dog with a red rocket trying to hump another from the school bus. I don't think that's what did it, or there was a whole bus full of zoophiles made that day.

I think, if anything, maybe a screw is loose and our appreciation of certain sexual structures doesn't end when the rest of the body is inhuman. Alternatively, horny animals, including humans (there's stories about people fucking sheep, trees, you name it, dogs will hump standing humans, horses will mount a crossbar if it smells right, etc) will grind on anything that isn't going to obviously hurt us, so maybe we're overthinking the whole thing in terms of sexual attraction.

Maybe the rest is just that we're dog/horse/animal lovers in a more conventional sense, and when you combine the two, BAM! Zoophile.
 
I once saw a dog with a red rocket trying to hump another from the school bus. I don't think that's what did it, or there was a whole bus full of zoophiles made that day.

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