Believe it or not, it came to me in a series of dreams...which I won't go into, but suffice to say they involved L&C. I think I was between 10 and 13 at the time, that's when it first...er...had an effect on me. I didn't recognise it as an official turn-on until much later however. Really not until uni that I started to explore it as a fetish - I was one of those upstanding nice (weird?) kids who never looked at porn until then. Uni - ruining the youth of today since 1963.
I often think about where it started and HOW it became a turn on, but the only thing that strikes me is it seems to occur by accident. I mean, a lot of fetishes are later manifestations of childhood experiences that got buried, if you want to get Freudian a lot can be explained by the attitude/behaviour of the mother etc etc. However, I think L&C is more akin to an objectification fetish rather than anything else.
I've heard somewhere that if you experience sexual pleasure consistently in the same circumstances, you start to associate those circumstances with that experience - and eventually, they become a turn-on. So if you are always having sex facing the same painting by Picasso (for example), eventually you start to associate that painting with the act and...well...yeah. Maybe that's garbage, but personally I think L&C started off as what first turned me on.
Come to think of it, I CAN trace instances of L&C back into my childhood. There was a tomboy at school who used to prove her prowess by throwing her weight around and that involved hoisting guys into the air and such. At the time I think I wanted to repeat that activity but didn't recognise why or what it did for me.
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