Makes you feel good, some pencil neck will be chewing me out at work or giving me a traffic ticket and I feel shit hot knowing he knows just by looking at me that I'm twice the man he is physically.
Having a presence and a don't fuck with me aura amongst men is the ultimate ego trip for a bloke.
A traffic cop with a 140 IQ lol?
Self-esteem is unfluenced by all factors of life, not just how big you are, how physically strong you are or how good you look. Being big and strong and having a powerful aura are all things that may boost a man's self-esteem (if he presupposes that those things are all good qualities for a man to have, which is not a universal truth, even if it's generally true in our culture), but they aren't the be-all-end-all. One of the major issues that contributes to a person's self-esteem is the feeling of acceptance, which includes acceptance from himself and acceptance from others. If a man needs to be big and strong and have a tough guy presence to be at peace with himself, then the absense of those qualities will break him, but not all men need those qualities to be at peace with themselves. If a man needs those qualities to be accepted by others, then I assume his social network consists of people I would never want anything to do with.Fucking oath it is, thats why we all hit the gym. Whether your on a strength disguised or looks based drive we all start yhis journey cause we're insecure about the way we look.
Makes you feel good, some pencil neck will be chewing me out at work or giving me a traffic ticket and I feel shit hot knowing he knows just by looking at me that I'm twice the man he is physically.
Having a presence and a don't fuck with me aura amongst men is the ultimate ego trip for a bloke.
Self-esteem is unfluenced by all factors of life, not just how big you are, how physically strong you are or how good you look. Being big and strong and having a powerful aura are all things that may boost a man's self-esteem (if he presupposes that those things are all good qualities for a man to have, which is not a universal truth, even if it's generally true in our culture), but they aren't the be-all-end-all. One of the major issues that contributes to a person's self-esteem is the feeling of acceptance, which includes acceptance from himself and acceptance from others. If a man needs to be big and strong and have a tough guy presence to be at peace with himself, then the absense of those qualities will break him, but not all men need those qualities to be at peace with themselves. If a man needs those qualities to be accepted by others, then I assume his social network consists of people I would never want anything to do with.
Life experience.
Still saving myself. And not losing any self-esteem over it.
How do you do it??Still saving myself. And not losing any self-esteem over it.
But then I'll get a whole thread full of offensive responses like this one:you should start a thread too!
And you should be grateful that my beliefs about God do define my sexual values (and that there's a computer between us, just in case), because, while I'm not certain of any specific commandments, my religion seems to frown upon forcebly castrating people for such lovely comments.Darkoz said:Is it a religion thing? If so then you've been had Ryan
I'm always a bit stumped when people ask me this. I just do. When in female company, I wear pants. Seems to do the trick.Darkoz said:How do you do it??
How do you do it??
Is it a religion thing? If so then you've been had Ryan.
But then I'll get a whole thread full of offensive responses like this one:
And you should be grateful that my beliefs about God do define my sexual values (and that there's a computer between us, just in case), because, while I'm not certain of any specific commandments, my religion seems to frown upon forcebly castrating people for such lovely comments.
There's a whole context on my reasoning for keeping it in my pants until marriage (and, on that same note, accepting that if I don't get married I won't have sex at all), so it's not simply a matter of "Don't do it because the big black book said not to" (although, frankly, if someone has any sense of reverence for their god, their god saying not to do something should be all the reason they need not to do it, for much the same reasons why, if a man loves his wife and she asks him not to spend all their money on cigarettes, that should be enough, without him needing a lecture on all the issues attached to smoking and all the other things he could spend money on instead). From a spiritual POV, my body belongs to my spirit, and my spirit belongs to God, so I should use my body in a way that reflects that. Also from a spiritual POV, man and wife are one, and give each other to each other in sex, so in a sense if I have sex with Jane today but marry Jill tomorrow, the sex I've had with Jane is giving something to Jane that Jill was the rightful heir to (heir, for lack of a better word, since I'm not Jill's yet); and in the same vein having sex with someone and then marrying her would be a bit like taking my inheritence from my parents while they're still alive (again, for lack of a better analogy; I certainly don't want to compare a spouse to my parents any more than I have to, eww).
From a less abstract POV, I simply don't like the idea of putting my tongue or my penis where other penises have been, and I feel it would be hypocritical to be turned off by a girl's sexual history and at the same time go around having sex with whoever I feel like.
I'm always a bit stumped when people ask me this. I just do. When in female company, I wear pants. Seems to do the trick.
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So my message to young blokes in terms of sex is to sow those wild oats throughout the week and come Sunday pray for a crop failure.
But then I'll get a whole thread full of offensive responses like this one:
And you should be grateful that my beliefs about God do define my sexual values (and that there's a computer between us, just in case), because, while I'm not certain of any specific commandments, my religion seems to frown upon forcebly castrating people for such lovely comments.
There's a whole context on my reasoning for keeping it in my pants until marriage (and, on that same note, accepting that if I don't get married I won't have sex at all), so it's not simply a matter of "Don't do it because the big black book said not to" (although, frankly, if someone has any sense of reverence for their god, their god saying not to do something should be all the reason they need not to do it, for much the same reasons why, if a man loves his wife and she asks him not to spend all their money on cigarettes, that should be enough, without him needing a lecture on all the issues attached to smoking and all the other things he could spend money on instead). From a spiritual POV, my body belongs to my spirit, and my spirit belongs to God, so I should use my body in a way that reflects that. Also from a spiritual POV, man and wife are one, and give each other to each other in sex, so in a sense if I have sex with Jane today but marry Jill tomorrow, the sex I've had with Jane is giving something to Jane that Jill was the rightful heir to (heir, for lack of a better word, since I'm not Jill's yet); and in the same vein having sex with someone and then marrying her would be a bit like taking my inheritence from my parents while they're still alive (again, for lack of a better analogy; I certainly don't want to compare a spouse to my parents any more than I have to, eww).
From a less abstract POV, I simply don't like the idea of putting my tongue or my penis where other penises have been, and I feel it would be hypocritical to be turned off by a girl's sexual history and at the same time go around having sex with whoever I feel like.
You're not the first person on this forum to say that...unless you are and you've said it more than once. In any case, that would require me to completely throw out my entire world view over slipping up and slipping in, which is no basis for such a dramatic change. If all goes to plan and I remove my V-plates on my wedding night, then it will have been worth the wait. If it occurs any time before that, then so long as I have my current world view, I will feel that it was wrong for me to do that. For me not to feel badly about it, I would have to have thrown out my entire current world view ahead of time and already concluded that I'd wasted my entire youth. It wouldn't take losing my viriginity to come to the conclusion that I'd wasted my youth, and losing my virginity wouldn't bring me to such a conclusion.Fuck it must be lonely in that closet champ.
If your not gay eventually some chicky will pants you and you'll realise you've wasted your youth.
But then I'll get a whole thread full of offensive responses like this one:
And you should be grateful that my beliefs about God do define my sexual values (and that there's a computer between us, just in case), because, while I'm not certain of any specific commandments, my religion seems to frown upon forcebly castrating people for such lovely comments.
There's a whole context on my reasoning for keeping it in my pants until marriage (and, on that same note, accepting that if I don't get married I won't have sex at all), so it's not simply a matter of "Don't do it because the big black book said not to" (although, frankly, if someone has any sense of reverence for their god, their god saying not to do something should be all the reason they need not to do it, for much the same reasons why, if a man loves his wife and she asks him not to spend all their money on cigarettes, that should be enough, without him needing a lecture on all the issues attached to smoking and all the other things he could spend money on instead). From a spiritual POV, my body belongs to my spirit, and my spirit belongs to God, so I should use my body in a way that reflects that. Also from a spiritual POV, man and wife are one, and give each other to each other in sex, so in a sense if I have sex with Jane today but marry Jill tomorrow, the sex I've had with Jane is giving something to Jane that Jill was the rightful heir to (heir, for lack of a better word, since I'm not Jill's yet); and in the same vein having sex with someone and then marrying her would be a bit like taking my inheritence from my parents while they're still alive (again, for lack of a better analogy; I certainly don't want to compare a spouse to my parents any more than I have to, eww).
From a less abstract POV, I simply don't like the idea of putting my tongue or my penis where other penises have been, and I feel it would be hypocritical to be turned off by a girl's sexual history and at the same time go around having sex with whoever I feel like.
I'm always a bit stumped when people ask me this. I just do. When in female company, I wear pants. Seems to do the trick.
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