Anxious Thoughts (NSFW)
Seeing a new penis for the first time, it’s always a surprise, and you never know what to expect.
Going over to a stranger’s home to hook up without knowing if you’re going to be part of the statistic of being brutally murdered is terrifying.
Is he nice for the sake of being nice, or is he trying to have sex with me?
Sleeping with someone new is terrifying; it’s so nice to sleep with the same guy because you know what he likes during sex.
Are guys lying when they say you’re really good at blowjobs because I think I’m atrocious?
Is it narcissistic to seek validation from other guys because it feels good to be wanted?
Having sex in public sounds good in theory but seems poor in practice. Though I shouldn’t conjecture until I actually try it.
It’s better to have love and loss than never to have loved. But it’s easier said than done.
Would I be the asshole if I wanted to leave in the middle sex because I am not that into the guy?
I never understood the hype about poppers. They give me bad headaches and smells like cancer if cancer came in a liquid form.
Why does it feel so wrong to talk to others guys while I’m seeing someone, even if he and I aren’t dating and I know that things will never progress to more?
I wish I have the self-confidence to feel validated without the need for confirmation from guys who don’t give a shit about you to begin with.
Am I delusional for wanting a long-term relationship because one night stands cuts deep to the bone right when I feel the moment stop?
Sometimes I feel like I’m a foster boyfriend because I am never the one they want. In a blink of an eye, he meets someone else and moves on.
I’m so tired of investing and risking my full emotions with someone. If an emotional investment is anything like the stock market, that would mean I’m a terrible investor.
Why am I so bad at expressing how I feel? I would rather run away than tell someone how I truly feel. The second that I say something, it all becomes real, and all those feelings become actualized.
There is some cognitive fallacy or disconnect that happens to guys when you ask them not to see other people. Some guys are just enigmatic to me because they want to have sex with you twice a week for a few months and not think medium or long term at all.
It’s probably (most definitely) not healthy to have sex with someone, to want more, and to not express that I want more. I hope that it turns into something more, but it never does. I’m still living in this fantasy driven by dopamine and compelled to want more.
I think it’s funny when statistics show that the average number of sexual partners for men is around 6-7. I’ve lost count after 30.
I never understood why so many gay men center their entire personality around being gay. It’s great to embrace your sexuality and be proud, but I wouldn’t want people to know me only for being gay. I have a dog, and I’m a dog dad, let’s start with that. (Don’t cancel me, internet)
Why do guys (straight or gay) send dick pics to someone they don’t know? It doesn’t really do much for me when I get them. Most times, I just want to give them critiques on how to take better dick pics because the lighting and angle are often terrible.