I bought a house. I'm officially living IN the city! I've had a roommate since day one. He's a great friend and brother in Christ.
Today, Your Other Brothers turns 1 year old! Shh, nobody tell YOB about the puberty years. We've still got at least another decade to stifle that awkward conversation. But seriously, what a year it's been since our first post. We've laughed, we've cried, we've started a podcast, we've launched a Patreon community, and we're still just getting started.
After going through all the crap my church threw at me, however, my love of the Lord lessened and my love of sex grew again. I crashed and burned.
I lost my sexual sobriety because I went in search of shortcuts to intimacy with other men. I knew it wouldn't satisfy. Just like all the other times.
I've been sexually sober for over 100 days now — not a lick of masturbation, pornography, or promiscuity — and I get a lot of questions like HOW I DO IT.
100 days later, my sexual sobriety still very much feels like a fantastical concept. But it’s easier now, I guess.
While on the road trip, a lot of things were going through my mind. My friend would be seeing both the good and the bad stuff of where I was brought up.
He decided he didn't want to be my friend anymore. I'm not entirely sure who was more to blame, and this not knowing still plagues me.
While searching for guys to hook up with, I noticed an ad saying: Looking for a Generous Guy -- basically, asking for money in exchange of sex.
Our blogging brothers, Sam and Dean, meet up to talk pop culture, the color pink, and the complicating world of masculine stereotypes.