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Hey guys - I really need some help. I just wrote a looong post and it got accidentally deleted so I am starting over again, god help me. I will likely be a bit briefer this time, which is probably good...
The gist of it all is this... I am a 29 year old gay guys. I'm twinkish, and look a good bit younger than my age, which is good I suppose, since I have wasted most of my life. I was a drug addict for almost all of my adult life, addicted mostly to opiates - didn't get clean until 3 years ago, when I was 26. Been putting things together since then, and getting treatment for mental illness issues (PTSD, social anxiety...) that lead to my long-term substance abuse.
So anyway, about a year ago I meet this guy online who is really nice. He's a psychiatrist finishing up his residency, we'll call him R. Me and R hit off online and talked a lot - he is a bit more average looking, a bit bear-ish (which I like, i lurv guys with body hair who are actually masculine) and I am rather femme and twink-ish with my body type, which he is very attracted to, so that worked out...
A note here... I have had very little sexual experience. Almost none. Only one relationship when I was 24 that was brief, did involved some sex, but I was a drug addict and never had an orgasm or got much enjoyment out of it, and it was... difficult. I should add I was sexually abused as a child, as well - something I was honest with R about, and him being a psychiatrist (a smart one who went to Harvard who was my age, 29, no less) and queer, I felt I could be very honest with him.
We wound up going on a few dates that went VERY well (this was all about 14 months ago, bear in mind) and over that summer we got to know each other, going slowly. I mostly wanted someone to cuddle with and maybe kiss a bit and talk to a lot and just.. be with. And R was very obliging and really happy to be there for me. Our 'relationship' was odd and I'm not sure what it was... I was terrified of initiating or having sex at the time, and R was way too gentle and understanding to push things, and just let me do whatever at my own pace. He was amazingly patient.
And this past winter I was utterly awful to him sometimes.... a big part of social anxiety is feeling like you're this awful revolting person who nobody would want to be around and whom everyone is just tolerating, and it's not rational but it makes me want to lock myself up in my apartment and never see anyone. And at times I was just so depressed/upset/self-hating that I couldn't respond to his texts for weeks at a time, or a month a time (except when he would be really concerned and ask if I was alive and OK) and wouldnt see him, or anyone really..It was so awful, so miserable. So there was a rhythm where I'd be OK and we'd hang out and go to dinner and cuddle and talk and maybe fool around with clothes on... And this went on for 14 months, seriously. And R never got another boyfriend, or even had sex with anyone else during this time period - I totally believe him, and it's not as if he had to make any effort to convince me.
But just last sunday, almost a week ago, something... clicked in my brain. I could write a whole 'nother post on what that was, but I wound up going over to R's place sort of spontaneously Sunday afternoon - was hot out. We wound up going upstairs to where the air conditioner in his bedroom was. And I just... wound up tugging at his pants and one thing led to another, and soon I was giving him a handjob and admiring his magnificent cock - and then soon I was going down on him and shedding my clothes and enjoying sex like I have never enjoyed anything before, while he did a few things to me. Even though he had happened to jerk off a few hours before I came over that morning I wound up working R up to a nice orgasm that happened all over my face
Which was just hot as HELL. I didn't have an orgasm but it was unbelievably pleasurable and awesome and amazing and the first time I'd had sex in 5 years.
Then 2 days later, well... We did it again. Except this time, I wanted to try a bit of anal maybe - I had camwhored a lot and done some stuff to myself, but never had anyone else, yknow, some stuff to me like that.. and just two fingers wound up being sooooo freaking intense, SO freaking overwhelmingly plreasurable that I was literally spasming almost and making sounds I *never* make and actual saw stars after about 15 seconds as I came harder than I have in my life. I thought that was just an expresion, 'seeing stars', didn't know it was... literal
Naturally, I was a good buy and sucked R off to his own climax again while he did this and that... All in All it's been so, so, so much better and less stressful and more enjoyable than I could have imagined.
But anyway, with all this... I don't really know where I'm at. R had to go upstate for a long weekend and is coming back Monday, so we are both waiting very eagerly to get together again. I don't know... I don't have much relationship advice but I mean, R is a gay man with a fairly strong sex drive, and he waited over a year for me, very patiently, with no sex. I think he probably is in love with me? I don't know how I feel. I don't know how he feels for *sure*, to be honest... I know I turn him on like crazy and he finds me really attractive, or he wouldn't get hard every time I so much as put my head on his shoulder. But I mean, again, I'm a *really* really hairless twink who looks way younger than his age, so I'm probably a bit of a catch for guys who are into that sort of thing.
I've probably forgotten some stuff, writing this the second time... I would just like any advice or support... Things are changing so fast, I mean, I just had my first orgasm in sex a few days ago! And with anal, I sort of know how to prepare, but like... I've heard conflicted reports, some people say just make sure you use the bathroom earlier that day and make things clean, some guys say you should douche/enema, I mean... I don't want to be embarrassed or anything, though one of he nice things is that R is like... I'm just not embarrassed around him, about anything. We have a pretty high comfort level together, always have...
Ugh. Anyhow. I'm just in blind territory. I don't even know what to call our relationship. Don't know what it was and don't know what it is. I am sorry about the wall of text. Hope it was fun to read, regardless.
The gist of it all is this... I am a 29 year old gay guys. I'm twinkish, and look a good bit younger than my age, which is good I suppose, since I have wasted most of my life. I was a drug addict for almost all of my adult life, addicted mostly to opiates - didn't get clean until 3 years ago, when I was 26. Been putting things together since then, and getting treatment for mental illness issues (PTSD, social anxiety...) that lead to my long-term substance abuse.
So anyway, about a year ago I meet this guy online who is really nice. He's a psychiatrist finishing up his residency, we'll call him R. Me and R hit off online and talked a lot - he is a bit more average looking, a bit bear-ish (which I like, i lurv guys with body hair who are actually masculine) and I am rather femme and twink-ish with my body type, which he is very attracted to, so that worked out...
A note here... I have had very little sexual experience. Almost none. Only one relationship when I was 24 that was brief, did involved some sex, but I was a drug addict and never had an orgasm or got much enjoyment out of it, and it was... difficult. I should add I was sexually abused as a child, as well - something I was honest with R about, and him being a psychiatrist (a smart one who went to Harvard who was my age, 29, no less) and queer, I felt I could be very honest with him.
We wound up going on a few dates that went VERY well (this was all about 14 months ago, bear in mind) and over that summer we got to know each other, going slowly. I mostly wanted someone to cuddle with and maybe kiss a bit and talk to a lot and just.. be with. And R was very obliging and really happy to be there for me. Our 'relationship' was odd and I'm not sure what it was... I was terrified of initiating or having sex at the time, and R was way too gentle and understanding to push things, and just let me do whatever at my own pace. He was amazingly patient.
And this past winter I was utterly awful to him sometimes.... a big part of social anxiety is feeling like you're this awful revolting person who nobody would want to be around and whom everyone is just tolerating, and it's not rational but it makes me want to lock myself up in my apartment and never see anyone. And at times I was just so depressed/upset/self-hating that I couldn't respond to his texts for weeks at a time, or a month a time (except when he would be really concerned and ask if I was alive and OK) and wouldnt see him, or anyone really..It was so awful, so miserable. So there was a rhythm where I'd be OK and we'd hang out and go to dinner and cuddle and talk and maybe fool around with clothes on... And this went on for 14 months, seriously. And R never got another boyfriend, or even had sex with anyone else during this time period - I totally believe him, and it's not as if he had to make any effort to convince me.
But just last sunday, almost a week ago, something... clicked in my brain. I could write a whole 'nother post on what that was, but I wound up going over to R's place sort of spontaneously Sunday afternoon - was hot out. We wound up going upstairs to where the air conditioner in his bedroom was. And I just... wound up tugging at his pants and one thing led to another, and soon I was giving him a handjob and admiring his magnificent cock - and then soon I was going down on him and shedding my clothes and enjoying sex like I have never enjoyed anything before, while he did a few things to me. Even though he had happened to jerk off a few hours before I came over that morning I wound up working R up to a nice orgasm that happened all over my face
Then 2 days later, well... We did it again. Except this time, I wanted to try a bit of anal maybe - I had camwhored a lot and done some stuff to myself, but never had anyone else, yknow, some stuff to me like that.. and just two fingers wound up being sooooo freaking intense, SO freaking overwhelmingly plreasurable that I was literally spasming almost and making sounds I *never* make and actual saw stars after about 15 seconds as I came harder than I have in my life. I thought that was just an expresion, 'seeing stars', didn't know it was... literal
But anyway, with all this... I don't really know where I'm at. R had to go upstate for a long weekend and is coming back Monday, so we are both waiting very eagerly to get together again. I don't know... I don't have much relationship advice but I mean, R is a gay man with a fairly strong sex drive, and he waited over a year for me, very patiently, with no sex. I think he probably is in love with me? I don't know how I feel. I don't know how he feels for *sure*, to be honest... I know I turn him on like crazy and he finds me really attractive, or he wouldn't get hard every time I so much as put my head on his shoulder. But I mean, again, I'm a *really* really hairless twink who looks way younger than his age, so I'm probably a bit of a catch for guys who are into that sort of thing.
I've probably forgotten some stuff, writing this the second time... I would just like any advice or support... Things are changing so fast, I mean, I just had my first orgasm in sex a few days ago! And with anal, I sort of know how to prepare, but like... I've heard conflicted reports, some people say just make sure you use the bathroom earlier that day and make things clean, some guys say you should douche/enema, I mean... I don't want to be embarrassed or anything, though one of he nice things is that R is like... I'm just not embarrassed around him, about anything. We have a pretty high comfort level together, always have...
Ugh. Anyhow. I'm just in blind territory. I don't even know what to call our relationship. Don't know what it was and don't know what it is. I am sorry about the wall of text. Hope it was fun to read, regardless.

















