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One summer afternoon, my mom visited her friend and brought my brother and I. She had a pool! As the wild boy 9 y/o I was, I begged to swim. Having no trunks, I went in my briefs.
They sat outside by the pool as I played and jump off the diving board. Well, the wet undies had to go, I asked if it was fine to take them off. I whipped them off and was a little nervous to get out and be seen naked, but had to utilize the killer diving board.
About an hour later, I started to press my little penis against the jet, getting a raging stiffy. When it was time to get out, I was fully erect. I walked up to get a towel as my moms friend was snickering at the sight. Luckily my brother was inside.
My life sucks. I don't get a girl and every girl I like gets a boyfriend shortly after. I should make a business out of it...
I guess it's because I am just a nice guy. Girls don't like nice guys...
From now on I am going to be an asshole! A big jerk.. Maybe I'll get a girlfriend then...
I confess that I have a very bad habit. Everytime I think no one sees me, I eat my own booger. Usually, I am a cultivated young woman but I just can't stop doing it. It's kind of an addiction for me.
The problem is that I even do that when my boyfriend is around. I have to keep myself from laughing out loud when my boyfriend kisses me deeply after I ate a booger.
Dear confession community, I'd like to confess that I don't want to kiss my boyfriend anymore. Not because I don't like him or anything but he's got very bad breath and it's really disgusting to get near his mouth.
I know I should tell him but I just don't want him to get mad or embarrassed. It's something very personal and I don't want to insult him. So I decided just to stop kissing him as long as it takes until he finds out wants going on...
#bad #breath #mouth #boyfriend #insult #disgusting #confession
I can't help it. I'm jealous of everyone. I used to get teased a lot, and even though that has stopped, I still feel like everyone is gloating and trying to steal my things. I hate it when any girl even says hi to my boyfriend. I see everyone as a threat. I can't help it. I hate that I see things this way. I hate that I can't just be friends with someone. When I'm walking down the street and I see a girl my age, I get jealous. It's terrible. I do a good job of hiding these feelings so that no one else hates me, but I hate myself. I even notice bad things about my friends. I don't feel depressed, and I know that people like me, but I can't help it. I just hate people instantly.
I worked as a lifeguard. Per se it's bad but today it got really bad. I got fired!! Because I fought with a stupid teenage boy who tought could annoy me the whole time and break all the rules.
Wouldn't be too bad if he hadn't lost 5 teeth and I just stood there and laughed. My hands were covered in blood.
Well, now I am jobless. Maybe I'll try to become a bouncer...
I think it's more common than people would believe. Girls like sleeping with their boyfriends father. They are more mature, better lovers, sometimes better looking, and know what we need. When my boyfriend found out, I expected him to break up with me. He thought it was a one time fantasy of mine and let it go at that. I was silent for the most part mainly to protect his father. I continue to sleep with his dad and love him. We have the best sex ever. I want my boyfriend to move on but don't have the heart to tell him.
Ok so this one is going to be a complicated one. I broke up with my ex boyfriend last summer, but we still talk to each other and text a lot.
He also found out that his dad has cancer. He is very very close to his family so this is a tough one.
His dad is deteriorating and the doctors say he only has a couple of weeks left.
I met my ex quite often the last time, we met up and talked and watched TV. But only just as friends. I want to be there for him when his dad passes away. I really like his dad, so it's gonna be hard.
We agreed to be friends, but I think that he waits for an opportunity to make a move or something..
I really like spending time with him and I of course still love him, but I am not sure if this is the right time. Or if there is a right time at all.
I broke up with him last year because of long distance and little time for each other and stuff like that. And one part of me wants to get back together with him. But I guess I could have those feelings because I pity him or something? I don't know..
Well, I confess that I am selfish and spend time with my ex because I do not want to be alone. And because I pity him because of his father.
I think I still have feelings for my ex-boyfriend even though we've both moved onto someone else. He broke my heart. He made me laugh and made me happier than I think my current boyfriend does.
So I've been fucking my friends' boyfriend since Christmas and i'm not even ashamed. He loves me and my massive tits and i love how his long, fat cock fills my pussy each night. We have the most amazing sex ever, he makes me scream and cum more than anyone i have been with and he pumps me full of his seed every chance he gets. He's currently passed out on my bed after our all night fuckfest. My pussy is sore from the pounding i took. I can't wait for my man to wake up so we can continue.
When I was 14 I was raped by my boyfriend at the time. When I tried to break up with him he threatened to post the pictures of me from that night on every social media imaginable, so I stayed with him for a year he was allowed to be with other people but I couldn't unless it was another girl or one of his friends and both had to be under his consent and used for his pleasure during that year I was verbally and physically abused and raped I was also forced to send him more pictures of myself to add to his 'collection' after he dropped out of school I finally got the courage to break up with him and the next day the pictures were everywhere I was slut shamed everyday for the next 3 years of my highschool career and I know it is not my fault but I feel like it is. 3 years later and I still feel like I will never mean anything more than sex to anybody and I wish I could change that because my heart wants a loving relationship with another but my mind will never let me forget and always gets in the way. I want to marry a virgin so that I know he doesn't want me for sex but I feel like I'll only corrupt the poor boy because I'm just damaged goods . . .
So, freshman year in high school I had my first boyfriend (I am female). We had dated before during the summer but it hadn't worked out. I never stopped having feelings for him, and I got some friends to talk him into asking me out. We were at one of my friends birthday parties, and she told him that he should date me. He laid on my chest while we played "never have I ever" and he was heavier than me, so I wasn't super comfortable but I loved being with him so I didn't say anything. After that we played truth or dare, and some friends dared us to play "seven minutes in heaven. We got to the closet and there was memory foam in it so it was very comfortable. That night we stayed in that closet for nearly two hours, simply laying with each other. He asked me out and I said yes. Shortly after he did, he kissed me and used tongue. We laid together for a bit longer and he started groping me. It felt nice, and he told me I have very nice boobs (32 D). After that we tried to fall asleep together, and he used my tit as a pillow. But the friends came in at about 2 or 3 am and told us we had to sleep in separate rooms. People thought we were fucking. A few days later there was a soccer game, it was raining and our friends encouraged us to go behind the school and make out. So we did, after talking for a while he kissed me. He groped my ass and tits. We both do cross country, so the following week on the bus home from a cross country meet (it was pretty late, and winter so it was dark) he put his hand on my leg and kept sliding it up until he was touching my vagina through my jeans. He also had his arm around me and was trying to grope me. I whispered to him that it probably wouldn't work because I was wearing jeans, and he stopped. I leaned on him and we stayed like that, his arm around me and my hand on his leg. I decided that I wanted to him to keep going, and his hand was on top of mine (the one on his leg) so I took that hand and put it near my breast. He didn't seem to get it so I put it right on it so that he would touch it. He groped it and used his hand to draw circles around my nipple. Then we started to approach our school so he stopped, and we got off the bus and parted ways. Flash forward to Thursday of that week. We had a cross country practice and after practice, I changed and we went in the back of the school, behind a shed. We started kissing, and he was groping my ass and tits. After a moment he started rubbing his hand on my pussy, through my pants. Then he slipped his hand down my pants, and started rubbing on it through my panties, but they had slipped to the side. He then moved them fully and rubbed around. Then he put his hand farther down, and slipped his finger into my vagina. His hands are bigger than mine so it hurt a bit when he first put it in, but then after I got used to it I started moving my hips against his movements. He didn't know what he was doing, so he kept taking his finger out and trying to rub my clit (which he didn't find). Then he would put it back in and just sort of jam it in and out. It wasn't too bad, probably because it was a brand new thing for me. While this was happening he tried to get his hand under my bra, and ended up just moving it to the side so he could feel my breasts without it in the way. He was gentle at first but then started getting a little rough. He stopped fingering me and lifted up my shirt, and then started kissing(maybe licking??) my chest, and massaging my breasts. He tried to unclip my bra, and I decided to do it for him. Then, he noticed the time and said he had to go. He hugged me once more, and left.
Later that night I told two of my closets friends, and I decided to talk to him because I did not like how quickly the relationship was moving. So, we started talking and I told him that. He said that he wasn't planning on doing that it had ended up doing it anyways. He started talking about how hard the relationship was and how he had gotten more stressed when it had started. Then I told him something about how much I had wanted our relationship to work, and he said that he wasn't as into it as me. I was crying at this point. He asked me what he did wrong while he was fingering me and I explained to him a bit of how he should've kept a steady rhythm and how he should've actually found my clit, and maybe went for my G spot. After that he told me that he wasn't happy with our relationship and that we werent similar, and that I was too quiet (I was quiet bc i was nervous around him) and stuff like that. He said that he was pushed into the relationship. He said that he felt that he should've never gotten into the relationship, and that hurt me a lot because I really, really liked him and wanted to spend more time with him, but not move so quickly. He had said that he had asked me out on impulse, and was only thinking of the physical things (basically wanted to use me). And that our relationship was stupid. Then I asked him what he was going to do (was he gonna break up with me or wait and see if it worked out.) He said " I don't think I can do this anymore". I was crying so hard at this point because I had wanted this relationship for so long, and it turned out that he didn't even care about me. Then he said "in any case, bye, see you tomorrow. This will work itself out." I later learned from a mutual friend that he had broken up with me. I certainly did not think that he did, because his texts were very misleading. I felt so hurt from that and hated him. But I couldn't really hate him because I still liked him. Every time I saw him it hurt me. Then when I asked him if he had actually broken up with me (because he was super unclear and I wanted to check with him) he said yes, and left me by saying "k". He was extremely rude, and took so much from me. If I had dated him longer and not boughten up the fact that we were moving too quickly, I probably would've lost my virginity to him.
I know this isn't exactly a blowjob story, but I am still pissed about that and wanted to tell someone.
Can't believe I am posting this.....Fml
so I had been seeing this guy for a few years and I figured hey I wonder what he would think if I wanted to have a 3way. I was so so nervous to ask him about it so I waited until the weekend when we were going out with some friends. we got pretty faded and ended up at home just he and I. we started fooling around and I started sucking his Dick and he was hella horny so I figured it would be perfect to ask him. he said sure and so I got on this app for gay guys called grinder and posted a pic and immediately got a shot load of responses, even weird guys that sent gross body pics lol. well me being drunk and horny made me message back a few hot guys. I made a mistake of chatting with a guy and sending him my location and he never responded back so I figured he had crashed out or something. so I start chatting with a different guy.[hope in not going to fast this is all in the same night. ] this other guy was hot too I had never been ducked by a white guy and always wanted to take it so I gave the guy my number and my bf n I started texting him back and forth meanwhile I was still on the grinder app and starting talking to a another guy who right away caught me with the game he threw at me. I asked him if he wanted to come over and he said yeah. We had never done a 3way before and I was kinda scared to Elbe honest. well the 3rd guy I had talked to showed up and dam he was fine as fuck like his pic. I was afraid he was going to catfish me ha. we started getting naked and in my bed and sucking eachothers clocks when our doorbell rings and I am like wtf who the hell could that be....so I answer it and its the black guy I had talked to earlier. I didnt know what to say so I let him in and just like that he picked me up and literally pulled his cock out and wow! seriously black guys are hung. well now instead of a 3way it was a 4way and so my bf n I agreed I wouldn't let them bareback me so we used condoms. I have never been fucked so hard in my life all 3 of them pretty much ran a train on me and then I wanted to get double penetrated like in a born I had seen so I tried and the black guy was too big so my bf n the white guy fucked me hard while I pretty much choked on black Dick. well then we hear a knock on the door and my bf had given the other guy we were talking to on grinder our address and he showed up and he was alright looking but he had a nice body and like the perfect nicest Dick. I let him in and omg my 3 way was a 5way. yeah I took 4 dicks that night and seriously scared me because we didn't have enough condoms and I took the guys word that they were clean and thank god they were I let all of them unload in me. I kinda felt gross afterwards and after I came I asked them to leave even though they wanted to cuddle. yeah that happebed.
I love my boyfriend so much and he treats me so good both in the bedroom and out of it, but sometimes I want to experience a threesome.
As a kid (okay more a teenager) my friends and I always had stupid ideas how we could spend our time together. One night we had a sleepover at my place, I had the idea to go to the cemetery and have a good old game of DARE. Because we were all boys at the age of 12-15 no one wanted to admit that we were scared. I was scared for sure.
So we went to the cemetera and of course I had to go first because it was my idea. My task was to go to on of the tombstones (the one the farest away from us and the one with a creepy looking angel sitting on top of it) and there I should light the candle at the grave.
As scared as I was I didn't want them to think I'm a coward. I went there and kneeled down to light the candle as someone jumped from behind the tombstone, screaming like hell.
I started screaming as well, kicking and punching. I also pissed in my pants.
My friends thought it was funny to scare me and it worked. But what they didn't think of was my reaction. I kicked and punched and destroyed the whole grave. All flowers were trampled down, the little figures were broken and the photo in the picture frame of the dead guy and his family was also destroyed.
Because we were scared to get caught, we ran away as fast as we could.
The incident also appeared on the local newspapers with a picture of the damage and the headline "WHO DID THIS?"
They never found out it was us but I will definitely regret this for the rest of my life.
#grave #cemetery #boys #dare #tombstone #scared #damage #coward #confess
I´m and 18 year-old male and since when I was 11 I've been fucking with a classroom friend. It all began in a school trip when I was in fourth grade. At that time, however, I only jerked him off since he had a much developed dick and I was pretty nervous to get horny. Still, since then it has been a tradition to fuck during school trips. The best of all was in 7th grade when in the last day of the trip the hotel in which we stayed had only rooms of two. We locked our door and got full naked. First we sucked each other off and began to passionately kiss. He would finger me while we kissed. Then, he pushed me into doggy style and fucked me for 10 minutes with some condoms we secretly bought. I had to cover my mouth in order to avoid moaning. Then it was my turn, he had such a tight and delicious butthole. That night I slept with the taste of his cum in my mouth, so did he. Another great time was in 8th grade when me and my friends were gathered in the same room at night. As everyone talked, I slipped into my friend's behind and began fingering him in order to prepare him. I while after, hearing all my friends who talked unsuspected of what was happening, I inserted my penis. The rush of adrenaline and his slight movement made me cum in his anus a couple of minutes after. I loved how he talked with everyone as if nothing happened while I was in a rollercoaster of pleasure.
I have a serious relationship and I love my boyfriend but our sexual life is not that great. I have fears. I can’t step out of my comfort zone. He satisfies me bu I cant satisfy him. This is my second serious relationship and ı am not that experienced. I know that if you dont try things you cant learn but I just cant do it. We decided that we want to wait before having sex but other than that I cant do anything to satisfy him. He says it is okay for him if I dont want to do anything or if Im not ready but I feel like I am not enough and that ı am a bad gf. Its just I am scared and I overthing these kinds of things alot. I am scared of doing something wrong and leaving my comfort zone. I feel like I dont deserve him and that it is unfair to him because he deserves sexual satisfaction t oo. He gets really sad when we talk about it because he loves me and he tries to convince me that I am enough but I just cant get rid of this feeling.
#incecurity #overthinking #boyfriend #satisfaction #relationship
I don't wanna me with my boyfriend anymore, he drives me crazy. Like he drinks his coffee, it's disgusting and annoying, I could go nuts! I don't think he is attractive anymore. Now he wants to marry me and I am not able to break up with him. Our parents are now starting to plan our wedding and I am freaking out. Actually, I'm in love in another man and I rejected him for my present boyfriend. I am such an idiot. This was the biggest mistake in my life and I don't know how I can end this. I'll have to leave my boyfriend at the altar, whether I like it or not.
#marriage #wedding #boyfriend #frustrating #love #altar #confession
I've been with my current boyfriend for 4 months now. We're in a good place, very happy. But I've been catching feelings for my ex again. He's got a new girlfriend but I have a feeling he doesn't really love her. I don't know who I want to be with.
I’m F 17 and I’ve been dating my boyfriend for 5 months (2 officially) and we have a lot of sleepovers. Every time we sleepover things get heated, he fingers me and I give him a blow job. I really want to sleep with him and I know he does too but I’m scared that I’m too young and should at least wait till I’m eighteen. I’m also very very scared of getting pregnant. But I really want to sleep with him. Not to have sex but because I love him and want to share this intimate moment with him. He will be my first but I’m not his. I really want to tell him I love him before I do it though because I want it to be more than just lust. But I’m scared that if I tell him he won’t say it back and if I tell him that I don’t want to sleep with him until I know that we both love each other then he will only tell me to sleep with me. Am I being naive to think that we’re in live so young? Should I just sleep with him because I feel ready? Or should I wait till I’m eighteen?
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