I guess you people are more mature than I. For me, right now, sexual urges are nothing but a nuisance that must be eliminated with as little collateral damage as possible. Yes, I am at war with my genitalia, and they're using guerilla tactics to annoy me ever more every time.
I do look forward to actually having feelings develop into desire and fulfillment with a loving partner, and everything, but for now, I can only look at such wonderful feelings from a distant, dirty window. For now, what that ->-bleeped-<-stick wants and love are as unrelated as friendship and quartz. The last time I had a "fantasy" about someone I loved... still brings shivers.
(Btw, about nude pictures during the youth, isn't it normal to be repulsed? I'm not sure I get it.)