Speaking as someone who is fully versatile, anal sex does not need to be painful uncomfortable sure and definitely scary for the first time or with a new partner but take the time you need, relax, use a good lube, relax some more, and then go with the flow.
Its so worth it, I think its one of the most incredible feelings in the world to bottom, or to top a guy and please him by hitting him in the right spots. It gives me the chills just thinking about it, hehe.
I think its only a big deal if you make it out to be.
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I think the past two weeks have been some of the most eventful of my life thus far.
My fiancé and I broke up. Yesterday would have been our 9 year anniversary as a couple. Some time ago I came to understand that I am happier and more fulfilled in relationships with men than I am with women. Ive had doubts for a long time but couldnt bring myself to leave someone who I cared for so deeply and had been trying so many things to make it work.
We had been on a break for a while, and had decided to get back together and have an open relationship again. In this time I had met an incredible guy through the GayGaf Skype chat and we decided to be together, and made plans to meet this month.
And so, my boyfriend finally came here to visit on the 14th, and I almost immediately felt my heart belonged to him and not my fiancé. She noticed this of course and so during an argument we were having about it, it all just came out. I realised that it was wrong of us to have gotten back together and that I was only going to hurt her more in the long term. Its very strange for me to still care for her so much but to realise that we just cant be together any more.
I dont really think much of labels really but given how I feel more fulfilled with men, and especially considering how much I love my boyfriend, I decided to come out to my parents as gay.
My poor mother had to deal with me telling her I had broken up with my fiancé, meet my boyfriend for the first time and deal with the fact I was gay, all on my birthday. I certainly didnt plan for all this stuff to happen but I guess sometimes everything just bursts out.
She took it well but said some slightly offensive things in an email to me, particularly about STDs and not expressing myself in public. But I thought she was coming from a good place, and so we talked about it a lot and I made her appreciate that my family and the outside world are only going to get used to gay couples by seeing gay couples around, and that Im not so stupid as to forget some decorum in the more rough parts of town.
It took me a while longer to work up the courage to tell my Dad, but eventually I decided to call him instead of waiting for the next time he was in the city. He was great, and showed a level of understanding of sexuality that I had never heard from him before. My stepmom was very supportive, and was very happy to hear that my boyfriend was a Brit like her.
While all this was going on, my fiancé had moved out for the week to give us some space, and I had the most fantastic time with my boyfriend. It was our first time meeting and I instantly felt at ease with him. I had been so worried and nervous that the chemistry wouldnt be the same in person, but it was even better. We wrestled, we gamed, we held hands walking through town and we went to my favourite restaurant. We would make out and have sex for hours, and it was amazing, the most incredible time. From when we talk science and politics to taking turns on the challenge rooms in Arkham City - I just feel so fulfilled with him.
He makes me feel like Im falling in love with him over and over.
Our time together was finite however, as he needed to fly home. We got pretty emotional a few times, and it was so hard to see him go. We planned to see each other again at Christmas, which is when I would have the most time off but thinking that I would have to wait 2 months to see him was painful, but I knew I could wait for him.
That changed last night when he came out to his Mum. It turns out that whilst he was away visiting me, they came across and read a card and letter I had sent to him on his birthday. I havent been as embarrassed in a long time, to know someone other than my boyfriend had read my innermost thoughts about him. She said my letter made her cry...
I figured on some level that she knew, considering when I called the night before she practically giggled when she heard my accent and put two and two together, and then when I said my name she got far too excited.
And so last night I got a grilling from my boyfriends Mum, somewhat shocked to learn her son was gay and seeing a guy from across The Irish Sea. It was such a great feeling to know my boyfriend didnt need to hide at home anymore, and then for me to speak to his family and for them to invite me over to stay and laugh and joke with me. So now I'll be seeing him again much sooner, when I visit him in about 3 weeks.
So much has happened over the past 12 days that on some level I feel like its not real, I guess its all a lot to take in. But it certainly feels great to feel like my life is on track. I only hope that I can help my ex as best I can to get her life back on track too.
tl;dr: Gay is fabulous.