Been there, done that. I've been guilty of neglecting someone who wants sex in favor of porn by myself.
How come? What's porn got that a flesh-and-blood woman that I can actually touch doesn't?
First, of course, it's got a complete disinterest in my shortcomings as a person. The actress wants sex, and doesn't care what you've done wrong or failed to do right and isn't interested in testing you and won't lose their attraction to you by discovering your insecurities.
And the actress doesn't show any insecurities herself. She likes her body, she's proud of it, and she loves having it touched and using it to touch someone else. She likes the guy's body and can't get enough of it. She's positively eager to try things, and she instantly gets into it. She can't control herself, she doesn't want to control herself, and she certainly doesn't waste any time forgetting about everything else but the sex.
And the sex always goes well, there's never any awkwardness, she never fails to orgasm, and she's always smiling and out of breath afterwards.
And, of course, there's the variety. Can you be red-haired and freckled and Asian and 18 years old and long-haired and Hispanic and blonde and short and large-breasted and tall and small-breasted and athletic and slim and curvaceous? All at the same time? I didn't think so.
And erectile problems may prevent you from penetrating a woman, but they pose no problems in interacting with your hand. And porn won't be left sexually frustrated and cranky and disappointed in you if your erection just won't cooperate at all.
I guess a guy is prone to fall into this trap when he's got issues with himself that he wants to hide, making it difficult to get naked and intimate, or if he's got issues with you that his conflict avoidance prevents him from coming to you with. Either way, there's a definite problem that needs to be addressed.
Now, even with a healthy sex life, I still like porn. Hell, I've been known to have sex, enjoy the afterglow, catch my breath, then later go to the computer and enjoy some porn. No matter how healthy we and our relationships are, we males still like variety.
a fine and enviable madness, this delusion that all questions have answers, and nothing is beyond the reach of a strong left arm.