Just tried and failed at penetrating my boyfriend and I have very mixed feelings about it... Not sure how to unpack this.
So, I have no strong urge to be the penetrator, but I'm not averse to the idea. That said, every time I have tried, I have been unable to become sufficiently hard, it just... Bends. Instead of going in.
Then the failure (and I guess some amount of shame?) kills my erection and ruins the mood for my boyfriend.
He gets so disappointed and starts having brain demons, and then I feel guilty.
Today during the aftercare I was trying not to cry, then I said "I guess it's simply not a penetrative tool anymore" and that gave me a massive shot of euphoria, which has been at war with the tears since.
I tried to talk to my boyfriend about this and now he's kicking himself for "pressuring me" into it.
But I'm not being pressured, I want to do it. I mostly want to do it because I know it would make him happy, but in my head that's no different than when I surprise him with a box of chocolates or a plushie. It makes me happy to see him happy, and I get sexual pleasure from satisfying him. Does that make sense?
When we first started dating he asked me if I get bottom dysphoria and I said no. At least not in the sense he meant. I don't get dysphoria from having my downstairs handled.
But I guess maybe I get some new kind of dysphoria from penetrating? I've only ever penetrated a girl once, when I was a teen. And I kinda of blocked out the memory of it. Like I blacked out or something. Like, I knew that it had happened, but even 10 minutes after I couldn't recall any part of the experience.
And now with my boyfriend, the handful of times I've tried, it's just kinda gone numb, like my brain is refusing input. Then it goes soft and I can't get it up again for like an hour.
I just, I don't really know how to process all of this, and I feel terrible for disappointing him because he doesn't want his first time to be a strap-on.