The saying goes that sex is only for making babies. If we had our heads on straight, it would be worded differently. The primary purpose of sex is making babies. For a witless animal, it is the only purpose.
The witless animal was caught in a trap. This is another aspect that I have had to struggle with since near the beginning of my awareness regarding what our problem is.
The witless male animal had to ejaculate first to assure that babies were made. There was no choice. It's not some stupid decree by some fictional god. It is just because animals are too stupid to be given an option. Nature made it so because of that. For a witless animal. Nature gave humanity the tools to overcome the restriction. The benefits of Loving Coitus are obvious.
Humanity, once it is sane, can be trusted to do the right thing to make babies as needed, as well as share the pleasure.
Remarkably enough, Nature gave us everything required to make coitus into something that suits a sentient race and allows the race to gain its sanity by transforming coitus into an act that includes fully shared ecstasy, thus extending the trajectory of life to include many astounding qualities that we have stumbled over for three millennia, such as love, the noble characteristics, and a mind that seeks clarity above all.
You should, by now, know what I mean by noble characteristics. I'll just mention a few. You can extrapolate the rest. Honour, integrity, dignity, compassion. Love, I put in a category of its own. All are enabled by the endurance of self-respect past puberty.
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