Earlier this week a good friend of mine was telling me about how his new relationship he has been in has evolved and how his sexual desires have evolved as a result. He is one of those friends where we talk about our deep secrets, desires and sexual activities. Historically, while both single, we compared whom had sex with whom, what type of sex we had and jokingly discussed whom could out do one another while often comparing our activities to those watched in porn videos. We both are old enough to know that porn sex is not real sex, yet maybe our emotional maturity impeded our ability to embrace such a notion. Like him, I have been back together with my partner closing in on a year now. And recently I have done much reflection on how my own sexual needs and desires have evolved. Where today I no longer find excitement in trying to emulate what I would watch in videos, but instead find great comfort in physical tenderness, sensual exploration and romantic sexual journeys with my partner. During our discussion my friend was expressing how his own relationship has caused him to re evaluate what sex means to him. He mentioned how his desires for romantic intimacy now exceeds his desire for simple animalistic physical releases; specifically reflecting how he no longer wants or needs “porn sex”. I find it interesting to see a close friend at a similar point in his journey as myself and how it has translated into our sexual evolution. Where prior to this discussion I was actually fondly reminiscing on my prior sexual activities, this discussion reinforced for me the physic and emotional joy I know get out from physical intimacy compared to the emotional validation I was previously seeking through sex - or shall I call it “Porn Sex”. If I find myself watching porn I now see the emotional disconnect and find it strange that I once thought such sex was the only sex.