Jason's Story

Yes, I'm a Virgin

by Jason, age 21

It all started two weeks into the school year, while sitting in my math class. I was in my senior year of high school, and had just transferred to a new school. I didn't know anyone in the class except for my friend, Danny, who was sitting behind me. So you can imagine being a new student, not knowing many people. I didn't want anything close to being center of attention. This girl sitting in the desk next to me started talking to me.

"Jason, you look like a good person. Can I ask you for some advice? See, I’m having sex problems with my boyfriend..."

As I was trying to think of how to get out of this predicament, my friend Danny reached over my shoulders, pushed me out of the way, and yelled out in class, "YOU DON’T KNOW? JASON'S A VIRGIN!"

The teacher stopped writing on the board and looked over at me. All the kids in the class turned, pointed, and began to laugh.

Way to not be center of attention. Then the worst thing happened. The teacher finished his lesson early and all the kids turned and asked me why I was a virgin.

"Are you broken?"

"What, you can't get any?" They started firing away questions and jokes.

At this point, I could choose to deny it, or own up to it. To actually speak the truth behind why I believe and live the way I do, or succumb to fear, and lie.

One of the questions I was asked was, "Are you waiting until you get married?"

"Actually yes," I said, with as much confidence as I could.

"But why?"

"Well I can only give my virginity away once. Why give it to any girl? I want to give it to a woman, my wife." That just made sense to me.

Then came the question for the ages, "Aren't you supposed to test drive the car before you buy it? What happens if she's not good in bed?"

My response was something I heard once that had really made me think for myself. "What happens if I have no one to compare her to?" I replied. "She'll be my first, my one, my only, my best. I don't have to worry about if she's good in bed because she'll be the only one I’ve got." I'm not going to be ashamed of my wife, thinking, "Aw, she's the only one I’ve got." I’m going to be proud that she's the only one I’ve got; she's mine, she's for me.

Another question they asked me was how I was going to satisfy my wife if I don't know how to "do it"? That was a good question.

The response I had for that was, "If I treat my wife like a woman outside the bed, respecting her and protecting her, and giving her all she needs, she will remember who I am when we’re in the bed, and everything will work out." I want to satisfy my wife in and out of the bed. Then sex will be more than just a feeling. It will be a great feeling that’s an expression of something so much deeper—love, faithfulness, and trust. Just something else that made sense to me.

By the end of the class, they had nothing left to say. Word got out and I became known as, "Jason, the Puerto Rican that can get some, but chooses not to." I lived a regular high school life. I went to parties, hung out with my boys, and had girlfriends. I just did all of that thinking for myself, rather than going along with the stereotype of a teenage guy. I'm not perfect. I just looked at the big picture, instead of focusing on the moment.

When I graduated, my friends were all there yelling my name, and my family was there, proud of my achievement. It felt really good that I didn't have to be fake to have them cheering me on to be the best man I could ever be.

I'm not a man yet, I’m only 21 years old. Me being a virgin doesn't make me any better than anyone else. Practicing self-control and striving to be the best man I can ever be is still my goal. My name is Jason and I am waiting for my wife to be my first and my last.