Why is it whenever we get so comfortable with our good lives, there's always something that shakes things up?
As addicts often do, Jake used my older friend Jeremy's sexuality to manipulate him.
I've written before about having never been kissed. But that doesn't mean someone's never tried to kiss me.
I get into times of doubting, specifically regarding my choice of celibacy. At times, it seems ridiculous that I choose celibacy all because of my faith.
What if I did partake in male nudity in a non-sexual setting? What if I could make my nudist desires feel more normal and less of a sexual fantasy?
After my friend started trusting me, he opened up more. And I began to wonder if he was same-sex attracted when he talked about not having a girlfriend.
His confessions showed me the actual similarities between his substance abuse and my same-sex attractions.
I don't want sex with another man like I don't want sex with a woman. And most days I just need someone to tell me that's okay.
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 had no idea how desperately I'd needed some guy — even some unknowable guy on the Internet — to tell me that I'm awesome.