I found this on Reddit, of course: Man Sexually Assaults Porsche in Thailand.
This behavior seemed vaguely familiar.
So I started hunting around the internet. And I found Edward:
Though the interview is thinly veiled mockery, I found his honesty surprisingly common---what I mean by that is, his descriptions of his physical desire for cars and the affections he feels are very similar to the descriptions of other non-human-philiacs give. For example:
“It is hugging and holding the shape of the car close to me and actually talking to it a little bit. And then of course, the rest is just physical satisfaction – masturbation is, I guess, the word.”
This isn't about fucking a tailpipe or looking for a vaginal shaped opening. Even the man in Thailand scans the body of the Porsche for a while, sizing it up like a man would a woman. The sexual attraction is to the shape, the car-ness of the object. There is a sensual appreciation for what it is, and stimulates a sexual response. Have biological wires gotten crossed somewhere in these men? We all have crossed biological wires.
What I would love to ask these men is, what is it like to drive one of these cars? I adore driving, and I imagine that if I was sexually aroused by a car, driving it would be an overwhelmingly erotic experience. Perhaps I will find them and ask them.
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