Something bad happened to my dick

Something bad happened to my psyche and my dick. It started when the hot girl who'd blown me often said she can't because the club was watching her. A jealous dancer had tipped them off that she was sneaking out during her breaks to go down - and get paid. I'm okay with a hiatus. But she, meaning well, sends over a dancer friend who's up for going out and getting down. Problem is she's the dancer I don't like. Really don't like. She's one I've been avoiding for years, the one I try to make sure my eyes don't engage on the tip round. She's everything I don't want in a girl. Only now she thinks I'm interested. She's sidled up and is trying to sound sexy offering access to her mouth. Not sexy. Not at all. Can your dick have gag reflex? That's kind of what happened. My dick sort of retreated inside some mental fortress where she couldn't touch it. Ick. Didn't help that none of the other girls were worth looking at. Porn helps. And original cock sucker is surely the antidote. But I worry my relationship with my dick will never be the same. He feels as if I should have sheltered him from that horror. Has this happened to you? How did you make your dick trust you again?