I once worked very briefly with a man who had bought a gynaecologist's bed (the type where you spread your legs) and he ran advertisements in the classified sections of porno mags where he invited women to come live their perverted gyno-fantasies with him. Apparently people traveled from quite far to experience it. I said "Man you must be lucky to have women travel to you from all over Finland just to have sex" and he responded by saying "Sex? We don't always have sex. You wouldn't understand".
That same man also said he was part of the Ballet of [city name where we lived]. I pointed out he was very short, stout, and looked about as stiff as a light pole. He explained to me that it was just a funny name for a BDSM club.
What? Was I supposed to talk about Melchiah? Well I dunno. He's cool and I like his posts.
I can relate, I remember in my teens I did this weird thing where in the shower I would feel so good when the scalding hot water hit my thigh at at certain spot, it felt like itching a scratch.