I’m 100% hetero when sober but turn into 50% hetero, 50% asexual when past my third one. Except of course for girls I’m in love with. Or think I’m in love with. Or may fall in love with after a couple more drinks.
I’m a celibate heterosexual. I love girls, but I’m 47 now and the last time I had sex with another person was when I was 29.
I’m in the unfortunate position where my taste in women hasn’t aged along with me, but I fully recognize the fact that the young women who appeal to me are not likely to have any interest in me, and so I don’t push the issue. And if I found myself in bed with a young lady who turned my crank, I’d probably just embarrass myself, so I don’t even try.
This is genuinely sad. And I mean this in a non-snarky, empathetic way. In a certain way, I can commiserate with you.
I’m a flaming antisexual
All you people and other creatures who stick your sticky, private parts into other people’s and creature’s sticky, private parts really disgust me. Just don’t do it, please!
I’m going to be so embarrassed when we start getting visited by extraterrestrial aliens who adhere to proper etiquette. I’m gonna have some s’plainin’ to do, on our planet’s behalf, “I’m sorry, fellas, I’m afraid you’ve landed on a planet with a rather obscene biosphere, but may I interest you in a nice cup of tea and watercress sandwiches?”
In fact, I’m not a fan of all you asexual reproductive critters either. All your budding and binary fission shenanigans—disgusting! Just keep it in your pants, ok?!? I’m getting a splitting headache just thinking about it.
Oh I practice quite a bit. Heck, I’m ready to have sex at Carnegie Hall.
Is this a quote or something? Haha it’s hilarious but I can’t make any sense of it.
What is a “committed friendship”?
I’m in a commited relationship with my wife; it means that we’ve promised one another not to have sex with other people or to get married to anyone else. I have a lot of friends, some of whom are very dear to me, but I’d not call us “committed.” What do you mean by it?
Like every single question about any sexual act, that depends on the person. Some do, some don’t.
When I was talking with the guy, some extra-religious person brought up the idea that God wants “man and woman” to be together. He replied “Do you think God really cares whether I have orgasms by getting laid or masturbating?”
Sexual attraction is “in theory.” Hence the “ex-gay” movement. Yeah, they’re acting straight, but who are they attracted to?
In that case, hetero.
Genderqueer.
I’m attracted to people with the opposite physiological morphology.
I’m the opposite gender of most other people with my physical morphology.
Nope, just some stupid shit of my own. 
I don’t really believe in God, but that argument never even made any sense to me. If God wanted “man and woman” to be together, then why did he create gays in the first place? Seriously, you’re telling me that God screwed up his own creation? You don’t think He knows what the fuck He is doing?
(Yeah, I know, Panglossianism, Problem of Evil, free will, etc. But that always leads to the conclusion that there is no God, and in that case, I’m most certainly going to hump whomever I want.)
(“You” in the previous post referring not to Annie-Xmas, obviously, but to the religious person in question.)
Given how often sex is used to sell, even to sell things such as “getting a better job” or “going to a better school”? You’re not supposed to do those things because you find them more interesting, or to consider “better” the job that leaves you more time for your solo hobbies: it should be because it makes you more attractive, or to prefer the job that gives you more time to be with your family. It’s… like infertility or not wanting to have children, something that you do not control, which is a fundamental difference from the assumed norm and to which most people’s reaction will range from incomprehension to trying to fix you to pulling their children away from this devil person. It can’t be that you’re frigid, you just haven’t met the right macho yet. It can’t be that you don’t enjoy being hugged, you’re just being a bitch. Etc.
I’m hetero, but would be interested in some women, but in any case not a lot. But then, my grandmother says she’s only ever met one person she wanted to have sex with, so it’s not like I can say I have no idea where I picked it from.
When people ask why I don’t have a SO, I tell them I haven’t met the right person. The dating scene is SO lame, don’t you know? And then we move on to another topic to my relief.
I once made the mistake of telling a couple of coworkers the truth, and they told me I needed to go to a doctor. It’s not normal to be that weird. I vowed never again.
I’m not mature or evolved enough not to care what people think, I guess.
I’m a wish-I-had-some-sexual. 
This exactly describes me, too. I am 100% hetero. From a sexual POV, men do absolutely nothing for me. The thought of me in a homosexual encounter grosses me out.
This is like saying if God wants people to be honest, why did He create thieves?
No it isn’t.
People choose to be thieves. Despute what religious people would have you believe, people do not choose their sexual attractions.
The next words out of my mouth would have been “So fucking what? Whoe am I hurting by not having sex?”