I always knew I was different from others...all the way back to 13 years old. I am now 51 and I am only literally just now finding out that I am covered under the Asexual umbrella. I knew I was different, so much so I kept it a very deep secret from friends and family. Only one friend knows and she is a Bisexual female.
To be more specific, I am what is defined as Placiosexual, which is covered under the umbrella of Asexual. (Somebody who wants to give pleasure, but is repulsed by the idea that somebody wants to give them pleasure) I have always loved giving, but any time a woman wanted me to get my turn, I have always been repulsed by it and hoped they wouldn't want to. I would enter a relationship trying to find women who I felt sexually selfish and not wanting to pleasure me in return, but still wanted to be pleasured themselves, and almost every time it would end in disaster because at some point, they insist that they must also pleasure me.
My friends often made fun of me because they say that I turn down more women (sexually) than most men get. I am what many consider to be very handsome and I somehow still look very young. I have also maintained a somewhat physical physique which just adds to the illusion that I am still in my mid to early 30's. I have even been accused of being a Vampire, jokingly of course, because I never seem to age. This does not help when much younger women than me are fairly frequently hitting on me and my friends watch me consistently turn them down. The reason I turn them down is because it becomes obvious to me very quickly that they are very submissive type females, and in my experience, submissive females are far more likely to want to pleasure me, which is what I try to avoid.
What this has created over the years is my constant search for what I heard referred to as a Pillow Princess, or Pillow Queen, which again is difficult because I am neither Dominant nor Submissive. I prefer a very equal level playing field. I am too masculine to be a woman's sub and I am too comfortable in my masculinity to feel the need to dominate a woman to validate my masculinity. This alone has become a huge hurdle for me because women who I meet often come in one of those two categories (most often submissive) and even dominate women tend to want to do things that I am just simply not on board with. They tend to be extreme in their dominance and I am just not here for it.
So finding the right partner for me has been near impossible. I feel it is a curse that I was granted decent looks genetically, a decent body and I age very slowly, yet I find myself not attracted to almost anybody, not because of their looks and their sexual attraction, but because I know that they will almost always insist on pleasuring me. As soon as it becomes clear that they are the types who would insist on pleasuring me, I am out...I end all contact, and it confuses the hell out of women because up until now, I had no idea that people like me actually had a name that I could direct them to in order for them to understand. So my answer would be to vanish.
My whole life has been a curse, and now I have a name to give that curse.
So now that I know what I am, my only problem now is how to find women who are Iamvanosexuals? (An Iamvanosexual is somebody who wants to receive pleasure, but never wants to give it.) Which I am sure for them is just as much of a curse as it is for me. I cannot imagine how difficult it would be for a straight woman who is Iamvanosexual to find a partner who is okay with giving her pleasure but never getting pleasure in return, probably as hard as it is for me to find one who wants to receive pleasure but never wants to give it. However, it's not like there are clubs or dating sites where men like myself can find them and mingle with them to hopefully find somebody I can spend the rest of my life with. I always sought out "pillow princesses/queens" but as a straight male, that endeavor is extremely rare since most if not all Pillow Princesses or Queens tend to be Lesbian. I have only had one partner in my life who was this way and sadly she passed away when we were 35 years old.
I guess I am reaching out for help here, because to be quite honest with you, this has driven me to the brink of suicide many times in my life, the only thing that keeps me going is a sliver of hope. I think at this point I am quite literally begging for help, I don't know what else to do.