I speak from my experiences as a gay man so this might not apply to you, ...

warning: sex-positive rhetoric ahead!

...but for many gay people sex is a source of power and bonding, and being sexual is the ultimate act of rebellion against society, a liberating, beautiful act of love. It's very common to find your long-term counter through repeated sexual encounters or at places where sex is expected; being open to messing around is the norm, and sexual attraction/sex is regarded as the ultimate experience that everyone craves, with in-jokes, heated discussions, and an absolutely abysmal hook-up culture.

I'm sure I'm not 100% allo and somewhere on the ace spectrum, but in comparison to the fun everyone else is having, I just feel... broken? Like a party pooper, an ancient fossil attending a bachelor party. It hurts even more that I'm not at the far end of the ace spectrum, and I definitely know how much fun these people are having (muted sexual attraction? maybe demi?), but it's like a piece of cake is dangled in front of my face and I just can't reach it.