Around 40 years ago I came across a pre-computer, dice-driven text adventure featuring a barbarian exploring a typical RPG world. Every encounter had six alternatives, which you rolled a dice for. The results were usually straightforward, but in very many of them, a result of six meant a random, absurd, and often dubious-consent sexual encounter (a barmaid, obviously; an incubus; a werewolf that turns out to be female; a bird who is a girl with a bird guise; climbing a mountain: mons pubis; he flees from danger and overtakes a friendly, athletic female jogger, etc). The best one was when he was exploring a castle tower and met a fair maiden in the narrow stairs, and neither of them wanted to give way.

In the end, the primary sexual organ is the brain, and it’s ok to be aroused or at least excited by silly, exaggerated symbol games.