I am a 31 year old gay man that came out of the closet 3 years ago. Due to my strict religious upbringing, I never allowed myself to experiment/ do much with other guys my whole life. I’m not only talking about wild sex, but simple things like flirting/ exchanging looks that sort of thing.
At the same time I was fully accepting myself and getting ready to come out, I met my partner. Everything happened so quickly and I’m thankful for having met him. I love him so much and we have been building a life together since then. He’s been my only relationship EVER.
That’s where my drama starts. All my other gay friends seem to live/have lived intense lives in their discovery period, meeting (and experimenting) with all sorts of guys. I hate to admit that, but it’s almost as if I miss something I could never have ( a hoe phase, as some would say?). I would never exchange what I have now for a fling, but I’m being consumed with curiosity and desire for trying different things (and people ). I would never want to hurt my partner and I’m not sure how to open up to him about this.
he would never want an open relationship, and as much as I wanted to just move on with it and be thankful for what I have, my head can’t stop imagining how my life would’ve been like if I had allowed myself to have had experiences before starting a serious relationship.
sorry for dumping all this. Maybe someone can resonate with my story and give me some advice…
At the same time I was fully accepting myself and getting ready to come out, I met my partner. Everything happened so quickly and I’m thankful for having met him. I love him so much and we have been building a life together since then. He’s been my only relationship EVER.
That’s where my drama starts. All my other gay friends seem to live/have lived intense lives in their discovery period, meeting (and experimenting) with all sorts of guys. I hate to admit that, but it’s almost as if I miss something I could never have ( a hoe phase, as some would say?). I would never exchange what I have now for a fling, but I’m being consumed with curiosity and desire for trying different things (and people ). I would never want to hurt my partner and I’m not sure how to open up to him about this.
he would never want an open relationship, and as much as I wanted to just move on with it and be thankful for what I have, my head can’t stop imagining how my life would’ve been like if I had allowed myself to have had experiences before starting a serious relationship.
sorry for dumping all this. Maybe someone can resonate with my story and give me some advice…