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So I have a crush on this guy, we'll call him N. I've known him forever. But I don't know how to tell him how I feel. I also don't know what to do after, because we're both too young for dating.
I am a dentist and I need to confess my frustration with my patients. When I opened my practice I was full of hope and tought I could help all my patients in keeping their teeth healthy.Oh boy, was I wrong. I can talk till I am blue in the face. There are many idiots who do not brush their teeths for months on end, who do not show up to their appointments and who complain about their teeth rotting or falling out. They expect me to do miracles when they show up 4 years later, they teeth full of cavities. But the worst of all are the parents who do not show their children how to brush their teeth. I had children in my practice, around 12 years old, mouth full with dental fillings. How can parents be so irresponsible? Those kids probably will have to start liking soup and smoothies, because they won't be able to eat solid food for much longer. I am disappointed in today's society......
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There is this woman in our office that I just cannot stand. She is always complaining and she is really overweight. She is always complaining about the shitty office equipment and if she has nothing to say about that, she is complaining about her weight and crying loudly that she needs to lose weight. I have a sweet tooth and have always some chocolate or other sweets with me and I know started asking her if she'd like some. Of course, I am all smiles and friendly, because I only want to share my good stuff, ya know?
She always declines, but I see how she's struggling and that fills me with so much joy.
Please forgive me for my disgraceful attitude.
I'm 16 (female) and super horny right now. Whenever I get super horny I sext my guy friends. Once I sexted this guy friend of mine. He was really hot and I wanted to fuck him so bad. He told my that he wanted to eat my out and finger me and cum in my mouth. It was so hot and he'd always make me wet. I masturbated and finger myself while reading over our past conversations. I dream about him fucking me.
I am 21 years old and still a virgin. I hate that I am one because I feel like I am missing out on an incredible experience. I am getting desperate enough to just find a guy when I'm out and beg him for it. Basically I'm not that good looking compared to other women and I really do feel that I'll have to pay someone to actually have sex with me because no one else will.
My husband was never so good to so I called my sister and after a few hours we had sex.
So I just turned into an adult and my stepdad is my main celebration target. Why do I read such negativative when it comes to sex and stepdads? We are not blood. I don't like the reads because it puts a damper on my plans to go full blown sex with him after us teasing each other for years. Don't spoil my cum.
Im in love with one of my closest friends. She is straight and I'm not. She has a broke boyfriend who treats her like trash. I know it sounds cliché but I really would treat her so much better. I'm always the one comforting her when he hurts her emotionally and mentally. I can't help but smile every time I look at her. I'll never tell her how I feel because I can't risk her cutting me out of her life.
I have cross dressed since the age of ten. I still do in privet, now days. I have always wished I had transitioned to female when I got out of high school or by the age of thirty. Then find a hansom Man with a large Cock to marry me for life. I would be his wife and service his every need. CK
when i was 10 i watched my neighbor fuck her boyfriend on the side of their house through my window they were on top of a towel and i watch his dick go in and out of her pussy i played with myself while watching it made my cat so wet and i knew he could see me. a few weaks laterly im hanging out with my older sister at a park my sister left to do some shit and i let dis boy i cannot stand lick my pussy and my neighbors boyfriend saw him licking my pussy and jerked off i never saw him again
I got anger problems cause people like to be dumb these days
I dated 100’s of beautiful women when I was young. I’m still paying for it. If a pretty woman smiles at me now I immediately walk off. You never stop paying for the sins of your youth. I used to love all the attention. Now I regret it.
It was 1978, and I was ten years old. I was what used to be known as a 'poindexter'...a small, bookish boy who knew more about the inside of a public library than I did a public park. This fact was not pleasing to my father who wanted a strong, manly man to carry on the family name.
So it was that summer that my dad tried to 'man me up'. He enrolled me in every junior sports league available in our small town... and I failed miserably at all of them. Finally, in desperation, he signed me up for swimming lessons at the YMCA. He told me stories of his days swimming at the'Y', naked men and boys cavorting together in the pool. I think he hoped that my seeing other males with masculine physiques would inspire me to utilize the gym facilities there and 'bulk up' before I hit puberty.
I think it actually disappointed him that they no longer allowed nude swimming, but he still had hopes that I'd somehow blossom into the manly child he longed for.
That first session was truly an eye opener for me. It was the first time I'd ever been naked in any way that might have been considered public and it was the first time I'd ever seen anyone else naked... EVER! I was actually startled with how quickly and easily my burly father stripped down in front of total strangers when he'd never even gone around in his boxers at home. And I was equally shocked at the wide range of males casually strolling through the locker room naked... even some of the younger kids engaged in horseplay in the nude inside the shower room.
I slowly undressed, hiding as best I could behind my now totally naked father and quickly pulled my thin swimming trunks up while drinking in this smorgasbord of naked man-flesh. I felt something stirring in me alright, but it was not a passion for working out or sports of any kind!
I followed my father out to the pool and he arranged for a lifeguard to help teach me to swim. Is actually surprised that the teacher who came to me was none other than Mr. Anderson, my quiet, still single piano teacher.
The first thing I noticed about Mr. Anderson was how much younger he looked out of his usual frumpy white shirt and bow tie. Also, he was thin, but muscular. The last thing I noticed was that unlike everyone else's swim trunks... he wore bright red underwear-style swim briefs. I'd never seen anything like it before! And since he'd already been in the pool, he was soaking wet which made those small briefs cling to the gentle curve of his crotch, which in my newly discovered sexual awakening, seemed to bulge out to enormous proportions!
"Hi, Greg!" Mr. Anderson smiled and waved at me, noticing how I shyly ducked behind my father like a shield.
My father pushed me out front like an eagle forcing it's young from the nest, "He's never been swimming before. I think he's just scared." The adults shared a good natured chuckle at my expense while I struggled to breathe passed the lump that had formed in my throat.
Mr. Anderson bent over and patted my shoulder, "Nothing to be scared of, Greg. You conquered Chopin, you'll conquer this!"
Evidently, I had little choice. But under Mr. Anderson's tutaledge I soon mastered my fear of swimming and even learned to dog paddle...in the shallow end. That first hour seemed to fly by, and I found myself loving the intimate touches of Mr. Anderson's hands on my stomach, thighs, and buttocks. I was actually sorry that our session ended and we headed back to the locker room together.
My father was already in the shower room... naked... and was rinsing out his trunks when we walked in. Mr. Anderson paused under one of the open shower heads and peeled out of his tight, wet suit. "Hey, champ. You need to rinse the chlorine out of your hair and suit!" He turned around and grabbed my arm before I could duck out into the main changing area.
I stopped, frozen in my tracks! There in front of me was my piano teacher and swim instructor in all his glory!! The sight of his shaved body, heavy balls and long cock tucked under a thick bush of curly black hair seared itself into my prepubescent mind! I couldn't move! I felt sure I stood there gawking at his naked tool for what seemed an eternity, but when he turned back and started the shower head next to his, I realized it had only been a few seconds.
"Here, use the shower next to mine. I'll show you how to rinse your suit real good." I gulped... probably too loudly, and timidly untied the drawstrings of my nylon swim trunks. It must have been the slowest disrobing in the history of man. It felt like forever as I pulled this clinging shorts down and stepped out them. I felt mesmerized by the slow swinging of Mr. Anderson's crotch as he finished rinsing his briefs and began to lather up with soap from the wall dispenser.
I stood like a naked statue under the water spray holding my trunks in front of me like a shield. I'd never had an erection before. It sort of hurt, but it felt good at the same time. But whatever it was, it wasn't normal, and I was very embarrassed about it.
When Mr. Anderson reached fit my trunks, I know he saw my very stiff pecker, but he never said a word. Instead, he launched patiently into instructing me on how to rinse my shorts and wring them out before hanging them on the washcloth hook. Then he helped me wash my hair, making sure I scrubbed that chlorine out so my hair didn't turn green.
After that we washed our bodies while we talked about swimming, the fall piano recital, and the new school year. I guess sometimes during that casual conversation, my reading erecting subsided and I relaxed considerably around Mr. Anderson.
My father has already finished showering and was half dressed as he talked with some older men about business... or golf... or whatever older men talked about. I noticed many men not seeming to be in any hurry to dress and leave. In fact some served to be lounging on the benches in the nude charging with whomever came by.
I left Mr. Anderson at his locker, nearer the showers and headed back to my father's locker and my clothes. Dad asked me how the lesson went, but I was only half listening. I was watching Mr. Anderson as he dried himself, especially his crotch, and talked with some of the men who were hanging out nude at the shower end of the locker room. With all the bodies milling around, I couldn't be sure, but it looked like one of the men near Mr. Anderson actually touched his cock and fondled his balls. Could I be jealous about that? I'd never been jealous like this before.
I sulked about it all the way home in the back jump seat of the family station wagon. I fumed and seethed internally through supper, and while I brushed my teeth. After watching the Rockford Files, I headed to bed and felt very rebellious. I decided I wouldn't wear my pyjamas and would sleep in my white y front briefs instead.
But I couldn't sleep. The more I tried to be angry at Mr. Anderson for something I didn't even know had happened, the more I thought about his naked body, and his long cock and heavy balls. And soon, that strange feeling can't over me again, and I felt another erection coming on.
Gingerly, I reached under the chenille covers and inside my underwear. I touched my small, aching cock for the first time and felt the electric shock as it twitched wildly with a mind of its own! I was so scared! I knew nothing of masturbating, but I felt like I had done something so bad, I immediately pulled my hand clear and turned over to cry in my pillow. I swore as I drifted asleep that I'd never touch my penis again. But sleepy promises are soon broken. But that may be a take for another confession.
I listened to my mother talking to my father and heard that she confessed to have cheated on him. I hate her.
#parents #wtf #confession #cheating
When I was 11 - 12 me an my best mate Tim used to have masturbation contests. I had hair on my dick and he didn't. My cock was also thick and a good two inches longer than his. We used to see who could spurt the furthest or give the biggest load. The loser had to suck all the jizz up. One time we tried to beat each other at wanking - to see how many we could manage in an hour. We both managed four. We got his younger sister Jenny to watch us once and she spent the whole time laughing. She was happy to help me jerk off but wouldn't touch her brother's cock. We went to different schools after that and I've never done anything like it again.
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I use two numbers. I'm on a whole new level of being a single 29 year old male(virgin).
Average looks. 6 feet tall. A little plummy.
Always being friendzoned.
I chat with these two numbers pretending to be a couple.
There. I've said it.
Ok so around the age of 16 I got a present fron a friend. He as a gag gift bought me a dildo. It was tan and 9" with a suction cup on it. He handed it to me saying that I was a fag and would use it anyways. So I did. Before all else i was wondering what it would be like to suck a cock so I tried with my dildo. And by god did i love it. I deepthroated it down to the balls. I kept doing this for a long while until it geew tiresome of jerking it while sucking it so one day I snuck to my parents room and dug out some KY lube and spurted it on my toy. It took me hours before i could even take the head of it. Once i had it down to about 7 inches it began to hurt so i researched how to get around the pain so i could bottom out. Once i learned how i sat on it and shifted my hips till the head guided up my bowels. Once i was bottomed out i was nearly cumming. I rode it for an eternity before i shot. Once my friend came over he busted me because i left it stuck to the wall in my large closet with the lube pack on the floor. I admitted and he said to suck hin off if i didn't want the school knowing. So i did. He had a MONSTROUS dick at least 8 inches. I was able to deepthroat him because i was used to my toy. Once he shot in my mouth i gagged at the taste of jizz hitting my throat but promptley swallowed. I mean we still eased into him pounding the fuck out of my asshole. He blew the load inside me and i had to hold back from cumming. After about 10 mins i went downstairs and talked to my mother and she sent my friend home. Once he left she told me to keep the white cum from running down my leg next time he finishes inside me, i ran to the bathroom and looked at the back of my leg and saw the streak on my leg glisten in the mirror and nearly broke down. But my mother told me it was fine if i was gay just to keep it clean down there
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