I was raised also with the thought that sex was something sacred; mostly bred by religeon. With that in mind, I had every intention of staying celebist until the day I was married. I had girl friends, and the moment would get intense, but I usually refused to go to the next step. ((Was dumped once because of this; ain't that a gender bender?))
It wasn't until I fell in love-love. I felt really strongly about this girl and I honestly thought I was going to be with her indefinitly. With that in mind, I thought it was OK to just not stop if something gets started. Mind you, I lost my virginity at the age of 20.
After her and I broke up, I no longer viewed sex as something sacred. Needless to say, I was scornful. I've had my one night stand and even have the infamous booty partner (whom I'm still friends with.) With the one night stand, I'll have to say it was mutual. I wasn't about to lie to the girl just to get into her pants, I'm an "honest pimp." ((Could you even call me that?
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From what I've notice, sex seems to sometimes get boring when I'm not emotionally attached to the girl in question (while a girl can get bored and hide it, a guy tends to get a little embarressed and panic some so that the girl doesn't feel she's doing something wrong). The booty call was something that was easier for me to relate to, as I viewed it as "we're good friends, we're both single, it's just doing each other a favor until one of us finds a SO."
I guess I'm a ****? As far as I'm concerened, I'm taking a break from commitment. Eventually, I'll find another girl that'll wow me, maybe. Until then, I could always say "I'm young and male!" Scapegoats are great.