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I am pro capital punishment and abortions. I don't know if this counts as sin.


#abortions   #pro   #counts   #sin   #confession  


Because I'm really lazy I made myself a handicapped ID. Now, I can park on disabled parking spots.


#lazy   #car  


I stayed with my step dads family in the summer, to help on the farm.
They had a huge old farm house where my step aunt and uncle lived. A women that lived there and helped with a handicapped son they had.
He stayed upstairs all the time. I slept down stairs in the back room.
I woke up one morning and heard the son yelling out strange sounds. I went up stairs and saw he and that care taker on the second floor balcony. She looked an awful like she was jerking him off. I would know, by that time i had a few years experience.
Then he fell limp and his head stopped shaking. she cleaned him up and brought him back in the center room.
I popped up and ask what was going on? She was startled and said she forgot iz was there. Told me I had to stay down stairs unless she called me. She gave him a bath every day, it would be improper for me to be there when it happened.
Told her I head him yelling and thought something was wrong. She told me he gets excited at bath time.

Few days later the step aunt let me sleep in, he woke me up yelling. I went up the steps and got in the spare room, From there i could see out the window. She was doing what i thought, she was jerking him off. She finished and cleaned him up, rolled him back in.

I walked out of the room and scared her again. I TOLD YOU and i stopped her. I told her I know she is abusing the boy in the wheel chair. She sat me down and told me.
he is autistic handicapped and few other issues. She has been with him for three years and in that time found that he got excited when she pulled his foreskin back to wash him. He got excited when she touched his penis.
She calmed him when he got really upset by penis massage. One day she took him to orgasm by massage. that night he was calm. the next day she did it again and he was calm.
When she skipped a day he did not sleep well and kept her and the family awake.
On her days off the replacement does not know, and he is pretty loud by the time she gets back.
She begged me to not tell the family, it would be her job. I said that I thought that was a fine way to treat him. That if for her comfort that was fine and i would not tell. I then grabbed a chair and pulled my pants down. "If you do mine to"
She did not want to do it, but she did. A latex glove and a some tissues. She lubed me up and massaged and jerked until I had satisfaction.
I was a horrible kid to make her do that.


#nurse   #jerk   #handicapped  


I think Marvel listened to me. Stan Lee had this deal. You could send them ideas for super heroes & villains; and story lines. It was giving away ideas. I saw the importance of comics. I tried to help make the comics better.
Early in my life I got maybe 8-9 “No Prizes”. That was an empty envelope with nothing in it. No prize. I was still sending them ideas in my 20’s till I married.
One was for Deadpool. He’s supposed to be the bizarro me from the bizarro universe. I already explained that here.
Here’s some other thoughts I had. I actually had photocopies of these letters from many years ago. It’s so funny. When Deadpool first appeared in the movies my kids went crazy. Dad. This super hero is just like you. Two swords. Never stops talking. Endless trash talk. Afraid of nothing. Even the splitting a bullet with a sword. I’d tell my kids I could do that. Not true. But I can kill a fly out of the air with either sword. Or I could until recently. Unlike the comic I’m not immortal. I seem to slowly be dying.
Its so funny. I thought i destroyed all of that. Then one of my kids found a drawing of Deadpool I made in the early 1980’s. And a similar drawing from the 1970’s. He asked how I drew Deadpool in the 1970’s. I am Deadpool. He’s also found a stash of my old martial arts weapons. So funny.
Moving on. I felt Thor should get a bigger hammer that looked more like a Vikings because society was changing. I felt Cap could get his old one. He’d have two non lethal weapons then. One offensive. One defensive. I used to target practice and train with two weapons at once. I’m very skilled. So why not give Cap one of my skills? He’s supposed to have all of our best skills.
I felt Cap should give one of his shields to the Falcon or another black male hero.
I felt the old white males should mostly go off into space or other dimensions. Humans need to leave earth. Smart kids read comics. Why not inspire them? Space is our only long term future.
As for why replace the heroes on earth with females & minorities? I used to help people. I’ve saved lives. Done a lot of good. But I noticed something. When I saw someone holding a door; pulling over to help someone; firemen; EMTs; soldiers, etc. it was almost always white males. They reproduce slow. This nation and world will have fewer white males in the future. I felt others needed to be able to see themselves in comics. I myself always had very diverse friends. Same for my kids.
I felt little kids of every race; sex; and orientation, needed to feel like they could be heroes too. The old white male heroes would be off in space and other dimensions doing heroic things. A diverse group of young heroes would be here. Why not?
We need to inspire good people. Why shouldn’t a young black gay man feel that he could go save a little white boys life? Why shouldn’t he want to send money to Saint Judes? We have to teach all children that we all can love and care. Oh; Deadpool is the bizarro form of me. I’m really quite boring most of the time. But I do talk endless trash. And I really do believe I can kick anyone’s butt. I’m just nice.
I was a massive build good looking blond with blue eyes. Yet I risked my life to save a little black girl. Why shouldn’t a black man be willing to risk his life to save a little white boy? We can’t just let black children see gang bangers and basketball players. Anger. At some point they have to see kind hearted black men too. They need hope. They need to feel no matter how hard life is they can still be a good person.
So why not have a black man with Caps shield? There can be two shields. Old Cap can sail around in space. It’s Marvel. They can always make him young again.
But in the end what do I know? I’m just some old sick person heading for that final finish line.
Oh I don’t want credit for anything Marvel does. If you hand someone a seed; and they have a garden of flowers years later, they did all the work. You just cast out a few half baked ideas.
I do think it’s funny that my kids figured out I’m Deadpool. Finding the old drawings and weapons proved it to them. Well. I’m bizarro Deadpool. I’m the Red Ninja. That’s what I called myself in the early 70’s. I became something way cooler later. Much cooler than Deadpool. I have thousands of ideas better than him.

Nuff Said


#marvel   #cap   #deadpool   #space   #captain   #america   #falcon  


The last time I got really really really drunk, I had to throw up and the only think that I could use was the cap of one of my friends. I let all of the digusting stuff into his cap but I was (and I still am) too afraid to tell him. He didn't notice it until he put it on... I won't ever forget his face when all of the pavement pizza landed on his head...


#drunk   #puke   #cap  


I’ve failed an escape challenge. I spent the night hogtied and gagged in my guest room while my friends had a girls night. I will be left this morning tied to a chair and gagged. I’ve been made to invite a friend over for lunch as well. I either have to escape or be found by her when she arrives.


#bondage   #escape   #humiliation  



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