Hi, My name is Ray, I'm 18, and I just joined this site tonight and I’ve already learned so much. I’ve got a drug program though. I can’t believe there aren’t more threads on drugs. I looked for 4 pages and didn’t find any. Hopefully it’s the right forum.
Alright, so there's a long anecdote to this question, but if you want to skip it, I’ll do a short version at the end:
I've been in denial my whole life about being gay, the usual story. I fooled around with a guy friend when I was 13, then went into denial and pushed him away. Went out with the girls to prove I was straight. Gave up and decided to be celibate. So the only experience I have is hitting all the bases with my young guy friend, and the few kissing I did with the girlfriends.
I just came out last April to one of my female friends Sara who had a crush on me. I felt too guilty to let her keep feeling that way, so I told her over MSN. Then it felt good so I told my other two best female friends. They all took it well, which is awesome. Then I decided to put it on Nexopia (something like mySpace) and a few old junior high guy friends found out, and they were cool with it. All in all I've had a great coming out - to my school friends.
My work friends I've had for longer. I just started going out and drinking in September with them (I never drank before - too scared I would let it slip) and it was all good. I started with alcohol, then I started smoking tabacco, then pot, and then one fateful night I tried ecstasy. (I was raised in a liberal family, and drugs were no big deal. I knew my parents did them, and it was never really a big deal for me. They know everything I’ve done, and their only concern is that I’ll go too far and get lost). I had half a pill and I had a blast. Later that night, I was snuggling with my friends Jon and Lisa, and they wanted a story. I started to tell something, and they kinda pushed me to continue. I was beating around the bush, and I could tell in their eyes that they knew what I was going to say, and I burst out crying (never cried in front of a person other than parents) and finally told them I was gay. They were so okay with it, and Jon actually said he was bi (he's a lil flamboyant, so I kinda always figured) and Lisa's twin sister was gay. They were cool, which was amazing. They told some other people, with my permission, and soon my whole group of friends from work knew I was gay, and were all okay with it. I’ve been fortunate.
The next weekend I went out with Jon and Lisa to Jon's house. We picked up some E on the way, and Jon and Lisa were gonna do some coke. I did half a pill again and I wasn't planning on doing coke, but I did end up doing it later. My other friends from work found out what I did and freaked on Jon and on me. My best friend Sara started crying when I told her - afraid I was getting too far. That scared me off the drugs for a couple months.
Fast forward to New Year's Eve. Myself and Jon were the only one of our work friends left in town, so we went and got some E and went to his house. I did one pill that night. We ended up going into the discussion of being gay, and as E tends to do, we started to touch and feel. We eventually started making out, and it was just awesome. It was more fun than intimate though. I didn't like the kissing that much, but then I've never been a big fan of kissing.
Anyway, a couple days later a few friends and us went to Lindsey's house and did some E. I did one and a half pills. I started to talk about being gay with them too, and when everyone went to bed Jon and I made out again, and this time it was intense and intimate (I got hard – never ever has that happened when I was with someone), but I freaked out when we started to kiss, and left for home.
That Friday we were at Jon's house again, this time no E. At the end of the night, we started to touch, but I just wasn't feeling it, and so we didn't do anything.
Saturday we went and danced at a club. I did two and a half pills that night. Best time I've ever had. We were with some people who didn't know I was gay, but I didn't even care when I touched Jon in front of them. It was so liberating. I felt amazing. That night we started to make out, and only stopped because I had to leave for work, but we hadn't got to the kissing stage.
SHORT VERSION:
Since September, I’ve gone out almost every weekend and partied, while escalating the drug ladder. I came out to my work friends while on ecstasy, and they are cool with me being gay. I did coke, but got scared, and probably won’t ever do it again, but I love E and how it feels. I’ve started making out with my friend Jon (who is bi), but I feel uncomfortable kissing or anything further. He’s a little disappointed, naturally, but he understands and he’s been there.
I really have two problems: One is that I can't get passed kissing with Jon. I start to panic, and I also panic when he moves to go further like undoing my belt or anything. I know that it will come with time, since this is still really new for me, and I really have just recently accepted that it’s okay to be gay. I’ve got the advice I needed from other threads, but any comments are welcome.
The second and probably more serious problem is that I love E, and I know I should stop doing it as often, but I love the feeling of just being okay with myself when I’m on it. The world just feels right and I can be who I am. It feels like I can be gay if I want to when I’m doing E. I have pretty good willpower and I know I can stop (right now anyway) if I wanted to, but I don’t want to, and I’m scared if I keep going I won’t be able to stop soon.
Has anyone gone through a similar situation? How did you deal with it?
Thanks, this site is amazing. It really helps to know there are others out there who are going through the same thing.
Alright, so there's a long anecdote to this question, but if you want to skip it, I’ll do a short version at the end:
I've been in denial my whole life about being gay, the usual story. I fooled around with a guy friend when I was 13, then went into denial and pushed him away. Went out with the girls to prove I was straight. Gave up and decided to be celibate. So the only experience I have is hitting all the bases with my young guy friend, and the few kissing I did with the girlfriends.
I just came out last April to one of my female friends Sara who had a crush on me. I felt too guilty to let her keep feeling that way, so I told her over MSN. Then it felt good so I told my other two best female friends. They all took it well, which is awesome. Then I decided to put it on Nexopia (something like mySpace) and a few old junior high guy friends found out, and they were cool with it. All in all I've had a great coming out - to my school friends.
My work friends I've had for longer. I just started going out and drinking in September with them (I never drank before - too scared I would let it slip) and it was all good. I started with alcohol, then I started smoking tabacco, then pot, and then one fateful night I tried ecstasy. (I was raised in a liberal family, and drugs were no big deal. I knew my parents did them, and it was never really a big deal for me. They know everything I’ve done, and their only concern is that I’ll go too far and get lost). I had half a pill and I had a blast. Later that night, I was snuggling with my friends Jon and Lisa, and they wanted a story. I started to tell something, and they kinda pushed me to continue. I was beating around the bush, and I could tell in their eyes that they knew what I was going to say, and I burst out crying (never cried in front of a person other than parents) and finally told them I was gay. They were so okay with it, and Jon actually said he was bi (he's a lil flamboyant, so I kinda always figured) and Lisa's twin sister was gay. They were cool, which was amazing. They told some other people, with my permission, and soon my whole group of friends from work knew I was gay, and were all okay with it. I’ve been fortunate.
The next weekend I went out with Jon and Lisa to Jon's house. We picked up some E on the way, and Jon and Lisa were gonna do some coke. I did half a pill again and I wasn't planning on doing coke, but I did end up doing it later. My other friends from work found out what I did and freaked on Jon and on me. My best friend Sara started crying when I told her - afraid I was getting too far. That scared me off the drugs for a couple months.
Fast forward to New Year's Eve. Myself and Jon were the only one of our work friends left in town, so we went and got some E and went to his house. I did one pill that night. We ended up going into the discussion of being gay, and as E tends to do, we started to touch and feel. We eventually started making out, and it was just awesome. It was more fun than intimate though. I didn't like the kissing that much, but then I've never been a big fan of kissing.
Anyway, a couple days later a few friends and us went to Lindsey's house and did some E. I did one and a half pills. I started to talk about being gay with them too, and when everyone went to bed Jon and I made out again, and this time it was intense and intimate (I got hard – never ever has that happened when I was with someone), but I freaked out when we started to kiss, and left for home.
That Friday we were at Jon's house again, this time no E. At the end of the night, we started to touch, but I just wasn't feeling it, and so we didn't do anything.
Saturday we went and danced at a club. I did two and a half pills that night. Best time I've ever had. We were with some people who didn't know I was gay, but I didn't even care when I touched Jon in front of them. It was so liberating. I felt amazing. That night we started to make out, and only stopped because I had to leave for work, but we hadn't got to the kissing stage.
SHORT VERSION:
Since September, I’ve gone out almost every weekend and partied, while escalating the drug ladder. I came out to my work friends while on ecstasy, and they are cool with me being gay. I did coke, but got scared, and probably won’t ever do it again, but I love E and how it feels. I’ve started making out with my friend Jon (who is bi), but I feel uncomfortable kissing or anything further. He’s a little disappointed, naturally, but he understands and he’s been there.
I really have two problems: One is that I can't get passed kissing with Jon. I start to panic, and I also panic when he moves to go further like undoing my belt or anything. I know that it will come with time, since this is still really new for me, and I really have just recently accepted that it’s okay to be gay. I’ve got the advice I needed from other threads, but any comments are welcome.
The second and probably more serious problem is that I love E, and I know I should stop doing it as often, but I love the feeling of just being okay with myself when I’m on it. The world just feels right and I can be who I am. It feels like I can be gay if I want to when I’m doing E. I have pretty good willpower and I know I can stop (right now anyway) if I wanted to, but I don’t want to, and I’m scared if I keep going I won’t be able to stop soon.
Has anyone gone through a similar situation? How did you deal with it?
Thanks, this site is amazing. It really helps to know there are others out there who are going through the same thing.



























