Your boundaries are your own

(Yeah yeah yeah, I know this topic can be expanded into a fucking book. But right now, your barbaric hetero male host thinks it's important to display this as is. The line for whatabouts forms to the left, off the mainstage. Thank you.)

A friend noted a concern for people missing out, and how many led reall boring sex lives because they were never encouraged to see exactly where their limits were.
I can kinda see that. Not a fan of the thought of going back to the days of "you're a freak if you step off the Neapolitan spectrum."
But at the same time, I'm wondering where the fuck all these incels, truwe doms, and Wal-Mart christian greys are coming from. And as half of the Cheerful Domestic Pervs, reminding people that if vanilla is what they want, that's perfectly ok, is important too.
Or to keep the analogy going, I can offer a vanilla fan rocky road and not be offended if they turn me down, and not take it as an insult against my spoon.
I can also realize that some people will never like peaches or peanut butter or what have you. And wrapping it up in ice cream isn't going to change that, and that's ok.
Exploring boundaries is important, but just as important is making those explorations on the explorer's terms