If someone I know manages to associate this account back to me, I've already posted incriminating material with it anyway, so here goes...

I'm from a christian family, who like most Christians are conservative in their ideas about sex, marriage, relationships, whatever.

But I'm into furry porn, and not too long ago I reached the point where I decided that I don't believe following the teachings of Christianity are going to make the world happier anymore.

I'm happy to accept the possibility that our universe could be created by other intelligent beings, but the idea that it's a truth you are wrong for not knowing is absurd to me now, and I had to admit to my self that being christian wasn't what the world needed to improve, and it may well stand in the way of me experiencing things I might actually want to experience.

Me not being christian anymore is something that I know will come out eventually. I just hope I can avoid it long enough for it not to worry my mother in life...

But when it comes to the pornography, that's what terrifies me. You see, it's not just being into furry porn. That alone would probably freak my family and family friends out enough, but when it comes to furry porn, I'm into any kind of furry porn: straight, say, chicks with dicks, in any combination. But when it comes to IRL pornography, dudes just don't do it for me. Gay stuff is a big turn-off.

I classify myself as a straight man, because while sure, I might like to view pics of two male anthropomorphic animals (or animalistic humanoids or however you want to phrase it) going at it, I can't be in a relationship with one, because they're stuff of fantasy.

The point of classification and labels like "straight" and "gay" often seems to be to give people an easy, lazy way to decide how to behave around other people without having to actually get to know them in detail. It'd be pointless to call myself bisexual, because I don't think I can have a homosexual relationship, since I don't find actual human bodies attractive.

But will my family and friends from church understand any of that? I doubt it. I'd rather not be subject to casual gay jokes and stereotyping, even if it wasn't intended to be hurtful. I want people to see me, not what they think my sexuality is. I've got myself a good thing going where nobody expects me to be inclined to relationships and pressures me about it, and I like that.

And in case you're thinking it, the reason I won't say I'm bisexual isn't because I'm afraid to admit it. If I was, saying so or not wouldn't change it. I've had plenty of time to come to terms with it, and I'm not afraid of it anymore. I was, and I know how it feels. It feels shit, but I'm not afraid anymore. The truth is I don't care for real dudes, and it's not as if I haven't explored the possibility.