Gay Male / 34
I Have Had To Admit To Myself I Am A Homosexual
I got in a car wreck and during my recovery I was put on pain killers. Well after I was recovered from my injuries I was still taking the pain killers, nothing seemed to work getting me off these devils. I got depressed, realizing I was addicted. During this depression I went to a group counseling effort. I met a man there and between conversations he told me he was gay, he didn't look it, and he wanted to show me affection, he offered to give me oral sex.
The moment was during a rather bad time for me and the next thing I know he is performing oral and manual sex on me and brings me to ejaculation. A victory for him. There were many other encounters, which involved me giving him oral sex and manual sex. It eventually involved anal sex. At that point my disgust with myself caused me to find another therapist, another group. But my addiction to him didn't go away. It got stronger.
I won't bore you, it's enough to admit that I was involved in this homosexual relationship for years, not weeks. Moving in with him, being the supportive partner, which made me the wife. My addiction to pain killers ebbed and flowed, but did not end. My depression, my addiction, and my homosexual behavior reached a point where I asked to be committed. It was only then that I was weaned off the pain killers, and being away from my partner I was able to find clarity.
I moved far away, overseas. I have had two homosexual encounters, short term sort of thing. But homosexual. I'm afraid what that means. I work remotely in the mortgage lending business, I am a commercial real estate attorney. And apparently a homosexual. I'm ready to move back and reengage with my partner again. Older, wiser, addiction free, humbler and homosexual.
The moment was during a rather bad time for me and the next thing I know he is performing oral and manual sex on me and brings me to ejaculation. A victory for him. There were many other encounters, which involved me giving him oral sex and manual sex. It eventually involved anal sex. At that point my disgust with myself caused me to find another therapist, another group. But my addiction to him didn't go away. It got stronger.
I won't bore you, it's enough to admit that I was involved in this homosexual relationship for years, not weeks. Moving in with him, being the supportive partner, which made me the wife. My addiction to pain killers ebbed and flowed, but did not end. My depression, my addiction, and my homosexual behavior reached a point where I asked to be committed. It was only then that I was weaned off the pain killers, and being away from my partner I was able to find clarity.
I moved far away, overseas. I have had two homosexual encounters, short term sort of thing. But homosexual. I'm afraid what that means. I work remotely in the mortgage lending business, I am a commercial real estate attorney. And apparently a homosexual. I'm ready to move back and reengage with my partner again. Older, wiser, addiction free, humbler and homosexual.
