I am so humbled meeting you all and reading your experiences. I wanted to start by expressing my gratitude for the open dialogue that has been created here and and my admiration for the resilience/patience of the partners who share their stories. Hello. Many months ago I met the one, as many of you did. We met through less palatable means; I was on a sugar baby website hoping to assist in paying for Grad school while also fulfilling my attraction for older men. He was looking for someone to see a few times a month to stave loneliness without the complications of a full blown relationship due to his busy work schedule (he is only 10 years older and very handsome!). We were both a bit damaged, but quickly realized just how right we were for one another. A few time a month never came. We craved weekends snuggled on the couch and hours of texting and eventually that blossomed into every night of the week cracking jokes in bed and doing laundry. Now we live for making dinner after one of us has had a stressful day or bringing the other coffee in the morning (typically him for me; I'm not a morning person ). Still waiting for the "honeymoon phase" to end but we have found the ability to break down barriers neither of us ever thought possible. All of the traumatic experiences we've faced are no longer only ours to bear. We are patient and calm; we talk through our dilemmas logically. I know how fortunate I am for such a gift and intend to do everything in my power to cherish it. I am in love with this man. We are now the keeper of each other's secrets; one in particular I was not prepared for. Tracing back to 2 months ago, we began discussing how our sexual encounters were becoming more perverse. I will not go into detail for the sake of triggering anyone but he began incorporating things I had expressed trying in the past (I am a bit more experienced than him) and he became hyper-focused on them. They became dialogue and roleplay; so much so that the speech seemed to no longer be centered around us. This was also paired with a couple other oddities. He took pictures and videos of us (which I at the time found flattering and sexy) even expressing how the idea of other people viewing me turned him on. I've never been with someone who had difficulty finishing but after the first month, I was concerned when he could no longer finish with me and instead had to self stimulate. On top of this he experienced bouts of depression and mood swings he could not explain, despite us having a very loving, open dialogue. We agreed that his inability to finish with me was likely due to porn and he agreed to cut down. It seems he continued to watch but I had no idea at what frequency or intensity until this week. I left my laptop charger at home and needed internet access for my studies and when I asked for access to his personal computer he happily gave it to me. We already have access to one another's phones and I thought we had no reason to hide things. He no longer used incognito. Before he left for band practice we had discussed that he previously looked at relationship articles so while taking a study break, I opened his search history. It wasn't until scrolling that I realized what an invasion of his privacy it was. It was jarring.. Daily, he watched very graphic videos; after work, in the middle of the night, possibly while driving. It did not stop there as there were several links to perverse subreddits and even searches on local "dirtyr4r". I can only take his word for it that things there and via Chaterbate "ads" were solely for viewing purposes. I was mortified; not that he was doing it but that I wasn't enough. We have a similar sex drives and expressed interest each time we see one another; often multiple times. I thought our sex was satisfying and fulfilling; often times even loving. What I found in his search history was not the person I fell in love with.. I felt nauseated and ugly; as if every sexual advance I showed him was laughable and putrid. Why was I wasting his time and mine? All the hours we spent intimately I could have been studying or with someone who actually found me attractive.. How could I compete with photo edited girls preserved in his memory? He always said he had a great imagination.. and he didn't have to see them without makeup. He never had to deal with their daily struggles. They were rehearsed and perfect. I was just a means to kill time till he could be alone again. Those were my immediate thoughts. But I took a few moments before his return. The discussion that followed my discovery was an ultimatum. I expressed that our relationship is too young, I'm too hot, and we give too much to one another for me to compete with strangers on the internet. I refuse to compromise my own self worth over them. He has since agreed to do whatever it takes to make things work.. Someone of the things we have agreed on: -No Porn or Porn-subs of any kind -No confiding in people of the opposite sex (for either of us) -No Masturbation (for now; to be decided when he is away on long work trips) -Intimacy is allowed between us only (I know this is a sore topic for some and would love your input) I feel insecure and unwanted as a result of this discovery but the last thing I want to do is intentionally hurt my partner. He is cooperative and is now a member of the community. I don't feel the need to punish us both but I know enforcement and consequences are key so advice on how to do this right and what worked for you would be greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading; I truly look forward to any and all input. This is new territory for me.