People have different kinds of personal dysphoria.  What is most bothersome to one person may not be the same for another.  For example, I am most bothered by my breasts so touching them is a no-no and I often cover them up with my binder or a blanket or something when I'm being sexual.  And while I'm still bothered by my lower anatomy, I still use it because frankly it feels nice and my boyfriend and I like to be intimate.  I just have to visualize creatively and not force myself when it's just not mentally happening.

I have the thing but am not happy with it and frankly, don't like having erections unless called upon by my SO to service her. We have penetrative sex for her benefit and I am very deep into fantasy as a woman during "the act". I do, however, enjoy the stimulation and do orgasm. My masturbation technique does not rely on an erection or touching "it" with my hands much so I don't have to think about having one. 

I tried to trim off my penis when I was very little with nail scissors... I was convinced it wasn't going to hurt because it didn't feel part of me... like hair or fingernails.  Turns out no.  I told my mum I cut it on a barbed wire fence and she whipped me off to the doctors.  I was REALLY certain it would not hurt.  I had no idea I was trans.

When I first worked put how to masterbate it was circles on the tip like a girl.  Pumping never occurred to me.  But masterbation was constant- mainly to get rid of the discomfort.

Since then we got along begrudgingly and yep, had some good times with some great gals.  But penetration left me cold.  I just lost interest and felt really uneasy, so it was like a chore.  The rest, however was great.  I loved pleasing partners especially.  The vicarious comment rings true.

My dysphoria kicks in after climax these days.  I get really down afterwards, I guess it reminds me of the deal.
Roll on hormones.

Quote from: Carrie Liz on March 24, 2014, 12:18:25 AM
For years, I HATED HATED HATED erections, and felt embarrassed, horrified, and extremely jealous of women every single time I got them. And yet despite this feeling of "wrongness," I still used the damned thing several times a week.

The process of sexual release puts your mind in a trance-like state. I kind of used it as a way to just let the fantasy overtake me, and forget about my physical limitations for a few minutes. It did trigger dysphoria, but it also let me become engrossed in a mental world where I was free from that dysphoria for a few precious minutes. Usually as I was in that mental state of release, I'd imagine that I had female parts, and really imagined the feeling, and that was the only time that I really felt like it was happening, despite the physical reality. The mind is a very powerful tool.

And, well, here I am 14 months into transition and about to go full-time. So if sexual activity disqualifies you, I guess I never got that memo.

Not everyone has such severe dysphoria that they can't even look at it. For me, it was more like wishing that I had something else, wanting it gone, but also begrudgingly accepting the limitations of what I had and trying to make the most of it in the meantime.

I essentially have the male version of this. Like Carrie Liz, my imagination is strong enough to take over.

Also worth mentioning, there are two types of gender dysphoria: physical dysphoria (discomfort with your physical body) and social dysphoria (discomfort in the way society sees/treats you) My social dysphoria is quite strong, but my physical dysphoria is only mild-to-moderate.

It's called adaptability. peoplez haz it.

Genital dysphoria is a variable independent of other characteristics and it's not less or more crippling than any other type of gender/body related dysphoria.

Hmm, I've spent most of my life in denial so masturbation was never a dysphoric activity for me. I started quite young, and have enjoyed it most of my life - though I've always known that I am different sexually than most of my male friends. My masturbation is mostly mental, and it takes me much longer than most men to climax (I used to be proud of this fact until I realized it's probably because of my dysphoria). Masturbation ranges 30 minutes to an hour for me to climax, which means I don't do it very often at all. Once I came out to myself, I found it hard to masturbate at all for a while, but now I just imagine myself as a woman and I'm able to get through it, just once a week or so to keep me from going insane as I don't have an SO at the moment and not masturbating puts you into a different state of being for the most part (I've noticed).

In terms of sexual experiences though, women have always found it odd that I'd much rather go down on them then engage in penitrative sex. I've never climaxed from intercourse, and I've only climaxed a handful of times from any activity with women due to (I realize now) dysphoria.

As a child I was obsessed with female gentilia, and from the age of 5 to 8 or so, I drew myself with what I imagined was 'girl parts', over and over and then - in shame - hid the drawings or threw them away secretly. You'd think that would have been a clear indication of my dysphoria but apparently that wasn't enough for me to figure it out -_-