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I have to confess that I'm a very arrogant person and that I love to make fun of others.
It gets me going to make fun of the weak, I feel strong and confident when I do it. I think I'm better than 90 % of my fellow men, I even say that to some of them. I guess it's not that bad because I am able to be the way I am. I am good-looking, handsome and just amazing!
My girlfriend sometimes smokes and drinks when she is with her friends. I beg her to stop but she just can’t. She so hard headed. If only I could tell her how unattractive it makes her when she is like that. I’ve seen vids of her throwing of from being so drunk. Made me wanna leave her right then. And today I saw pictures on her phone from last night where she was high with her friends again. It just makes her so ugly to me. She insecure as it is but if only I could tell her how gross and ugly it makes her when she is high. I wish she’d stop doing it. She lies and sneaks to do it and denies being addicted but I know she is or she would’ve quite. If you’re my friend and you do it that’s whatever but the girl I want to marry and live with. Shits gross.
I only recently turned 18 but I already started sex work. I’ve been selling nudes and worn panties, socks, and stockings. I feel kinda dirty doing it but it’s fun.
#panties #nudes #socks #stockings #horny #seller #selling #fetish #sex
We were in a movie theater my girlfriend and I. We were making out she was stroking my dick and I was touching her nipples. As time passed I asked if I could see them and when I did; I instantly took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it as I heard her moans pleading for more. I am an animal with instinct and now I want more.
Since I was 15, I have been starting to sniff and lick women panties which were wet with pussy cum and piss.Here is a list which started with my 2 elder sisters,a dozen of their friends when they stayed home,3 of my aunt their 7 daughters,my two sisters in law,around 4 of my Mum's friends with 3 of their daughters.Before I got married at the age of 28,I had gone out with 214 girls and women. 55% of the women were married and around 32 of them were working in the same company after I left the college but I did not sniff the 214 panties,but I would say around 151!I also made a collection of these panties ,with different sizes and colours,many were strings, then a lot of G strings and some old type panties. When I got married, I told my wife about my secret and she often gave me her dirty wet strings and when I sniffed and licked them before her,she got mad and fucked me like a beast. However,when,our 2 daughters and son were growing and were aged between 16 and 13,we decided to burn all these panties but before doing so,I put them together and took some photos. Sometimes my wife was out of control when she asked me to give her the fucking details of some of these women, which she knew.However, it may seem strange that ,I have never wanted,seemed interesred or tried to sniff my Mum's and daughters' panties.Now I am 60 years old,and I still sniff panties of my nieces, wives of my nephews and their friends who accompany them during their holidays. I am not boasting myself but I can say that I have sniffed and licked around 250 panties up to now but I have always been cautious not to be caught. The only one who suspected that I did something with her panties was one of my wife's sisters and once she told me as a joke while laughing when we were alone"You,bastard, I am sure you do things with my panties;I of course denied it categorically and she smiled and shook her head,which probably meant that she did not believe me.Thks God,she has always kept the secret up to now.But,by fearness, I really stopped to do things with her panties!
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
So I am 30. I've always been on the heavy side. And at age 17 realized that not only have I been fat, but according to my past girlfriends, I'm also below average in the pants.
I was given a medication to help me lose weight and it works, but it has some side effects.
Its a blood constrictor meaning its constricts the vessels of my genitalia. In essence shrinking them.
I went from 1.5 inches soft and 3.5/4 erect. Down to retracted soft and 1.9/2.5 erect. Also I was thin but now it's ridiculous like a dry erase marker only shorter.
At first I thought it was in my head. But I got drunk and told my cool aunt. I had to tell Someone...
She had seen my dick before by accident and had made a size comment
So...she laughed it off and said jokingly it Can't get any smaller.
Ten minutes later I strip down to nothing and toss my bottoms on the roof(I'm very drunk at the time)
I basically showed my aunt. Her mom. My cousin my shrunken genitals. I had an erection to show I still have a penis.
They confirmed it. It wasnt in my head. The obesity definitely helped it look smaller but I really was smaller.
After lots of laughs and having to wear my aunt's yoga pants(only thing that fit.) I talked her into letting me stay naked. My pants and hers was uncomfortable.
My doctor said the effects are permanent with long term use. So it's either stay fat or risk permanent micropeen.
Btw. They did take pics. Now every one in my fam knows.
A few months ago I slept with my fiances cousin. We were just supposed to hang out as usual but I've been attracted to him since I met him so i had other plans. We went to a damn near where we live and just hung out and talked. We drank, smoked cigarettes, and even the weed he had. After several hours we drove around some and I brought up how I wasn't satisfied sexuality in my relationship. He said that wasn't fair and every girl deserves to be taken how she wants. After a while the conversation changed and we went back to his place. He turned on the TV and brough up the topic of porn and brought up his favorite website. And soon picked a video that involved both of our interests. After a couple minutes he said he was gonna have to turn it off because he was getting horny. I told him he could do whatever he wanted but I wasn't going to tell. He asked if I liked it and if I was sure it's what I wanted. And I said yes. He then told me I could finger myself if I wanted and I did. He pulled himself out and rubbed himself. Then he stood up and helped me off the couch. And then pushed me on my knees and fucked my mouth. He wouldn't let me use my hands and I just had to keep them on his sides as he grabbed my hair and shoved himself deep into my throat as I gagged. He slipped out and me licking and sucking his balls. Then he bent me over hands on couch and pulled my head up with my hair. And fucked my ass and pussy good and hard. Right before he finished he pushed me on my knees and shot his load all overy my face and hair. He feels guilty because he did it to get back at his cheating girl friend. I secretly want to do it again....
I like spanking my daughters way too much. Depending on my mood they either get spanked in their underwear or bare bottom. I know its wrong and I try and fight it but sometimes I make up reasons to punish them. My wife knows it turns me on. I know one day she will use it against me.
I gradually got my fat wife to start letting me spank her. She liked it at first, usually ending up with her having ruby red ass and my cock slamming into her backdoor. She likes butt sex and can even cum from it. Then I got to where I didn't want to stop. I usually spank her with a paddle now, or sometimes my belt, leaving welts on her back, her big fat tits, her back, her thighs and even across her lower belly and pussy. She cries and I fuck her anyway I want.
I can't help it now, I really like hurting her. She was always proud that she was the only married woman we know that can say her husband is the only cock she's ever had. I'm arranging a gangbang and don't care if she agrees or not, she's going to get 15 cocks besides mine in her cunt and mouth. Then I'm going to whip and spank her for being a slut. That is happening tomorrow night and she knows it, and there is nothing she can do about. She's about to go from nicey little wifey, to gangbanged slut. Just like the girls in high school she used to look down on.
I am home alone all weekend what should I do??? Sexual and Non sexual ideas please.
#homealone #nude #nsfw #cum #incest #horny #jerkoff #jerkingoff #porn #masturbate #masturbating #masturbation #cumming
As a 15 year old virgin male who'd been masturbating since entering puberty, I was more than a little interested in seeing a naked female or one partially dressed; to be honest any female in her underwear or less. While on holiday at my grandmothers. After spending a few hours in the local cafe, I was walking home (she lived in the country in a small group of houses) on what was a pitch black moonless night and I knew that a 50+ year old lady lived in a house nearby lived on her own and seldom had any visitors. As I walked along the very dark path, I could see the lights of her house and as I could easily hide under the cover of darkness I decided that maybe I could peek at her through her curtains. I slowly made my way into her garden and moved as quietly as I could towards the light shining out through the bottom of the window. To my great surprise and delight, the curtains were short and there was a one inch gap at the bottom where the hem was above the window sill. She was watching TV. After about 20 minutes with nothing happening, she turned off the TV and it seemed that she was going to bed. She turned off the lights in the room and a few seconds later a light came on in what was a nearby room on my right. My heart was racing and I was praying that this was her bedroom and that her curtains would have the same gap, which in fact turned out to be the case. I lowered my eyes to sill level and there she was in front of me, less than ten feet away and totally unaware of my presence. She was wearing a floral dress that unbuttoned down the front. My cock was instantly hard when she started undoing them and stepped out of the dress. She stood before me wearing a white bra, a tan coloured girdle and tan coloured stocking; she wore no panties and her hairy pussy hairs stuck out under the bottom of the girdle. With cock in hand I stroked for all I was worth as the unclipped her bra and dropped it on top of her dress. She rubbed her free tits and I could see her nipples getting hard. Next came her stockings and girdle and as she stood naked before me I came. It was clear she had no idea she was being peeped at and appreciated though once naked she left the room and I guessed that when she left the bedroom she went to the bathroom. That was over forty years ago and I have never forgotten that experience or that night. I had seen my first mature naked female in all her glory and I was horny and excited enough to want to see more.
#peeping #stripping #naked #girdle #dress #bra #stockings #unbuttoned
A bonus of not wearing underwear. I love it when we go to the drive in theatre. Me and my brother in the back seat while my folks in the front. Both of my parents are leg shakers. Before the movie starts the car is already shaking. Since it’s dark all around me and my brother strips butt naked and have fun watching our ducks shake around. Last time our mom turned around to ask us about pizza and seen what we were doing. She pretended not to notice and turned around. I guess she realizes boys will be boys even though the car for the movie looked like someone was having sex in it.
My (still) wife and I are about the be divorced. We separated a year ago and are living in different apartments and stuff. It's not long until we are finally officially divorced.
3 weeks ago, I went out with a buddy of mine. We went to a bar for some drinks. I met (almost ex) my sister in law there. She is a beautiful, young and confident woman. We started talking, danced, drank some beers and eventually ended up at my place.
I am not sure if what we did is right. We are dating now. On the one hand, it is ok because me and my wife are not together anymore and about to be divorced. On the other hand, she is my sister in law, so that's a big no no....
#sil #sisterinlaw #wife #divorce #divorced #sex #relationship #dating #bar #drinking #alcohol
I confess us guys have been ripted off as i tryed on lingerie or women's clothing and I began to enjoy it and i didn't want to stop wearing lingerie and women's clothing. I would like to upload a couple of pictures to so my new black leather skirt
I’m DEADPOOL. That’s right, I’m the real Deadpool. No I’m not crazy. I’ll leave a secret code that only those who really know me could figure it out. WMHRSNSCARDCESCAECKAGCFLFWAHACLJ. Only the few who really know me could decipher that.
I started making up characters as a kid. Deadpool started in the 70’s. That’s right. Your getting the real origin of Deadpool.
I had some old comics. In one of them the Shadow fought a Ninja dressed in Red on a sub. My favorites were Cap & the Avengers, & Batman. But I liked this red ninja. So I made me as a super hero named “Red Ninja” when I was really little. In time the character got a much better name.
Over time he got cooler names. I won’t tell you his real name. My real character he became in my 20’s is very similar to Deadpool. I like mine better.
When I nearly died recently I destroyed all my 1,000’s of characters & their back stories. Old drawings. I’d hoped to one day draw my own comics, or let my children. But I’m near death so it’s not going to happen. No one wanted them. So I shredded them. I had to move into a tiny place. I had some way cool stuff though.
Starting in the early to mid 80’s I sent some of my worst characters & some ideas to Marvel Comics. I was going to use the good ones for my own comics. I’m pretty sure I saw one of my characters vaguely in a comic. Very vaguely. Either way I got some No Prizes. Empty envelops. The first one I wrote & said I didn’t get a prize. The prize was no prize, an empty envelope. You just give them ideas for characters; stories. But it becomes their property. You give it away.
Well; somewhere around 1990 or so; while in college, I decided to send Marvel one of my mediocre characters. I kept the best to myself. I was offered an art scholarship, but pursued other stuff.
Please realize I “gave” them the character. Just a rough idea. I did not give them my real character. I honestly don’t even remember what all I wrote in the letter.
In no way am I claiming anything beyond a rough idea. They apparently took a vague idea & made something cool out of it. So the character is completely theirs. I merely gave them a seed to plant & grow. Im not even certain they used my idea. The visual; mannerisms, & name make me convinced they did. Either way; I gave it away for fun, so who cares.
Around this time I was still collecting comics; but I stopped. That’s why I mailed this to them. My life was fixing to change dramatically. No more time for childish things. No more collecting comics. So since I doubted I’d ever pursue my comic ideas; I gave Deadpool (not my characters real name) away as a joke. I wanted to see if “I” could live on in the comic books, in case I died on a battle field. I loved Marvel. If they thought him/me worthy of being a super hero/villain, then it would mean my much better characters would be cool if I ever made my own comics. I had 100’s better than Deadpool.
Well I forgot all about it. No more kids stuff for me. My kids got into all the super hero stuff many years later. One day my daughter said dad. You have got to watch this movie called “Deadpool”. He’s just like you. I scratched my head. Realize my character has a different name. But I’m pretty sure I called the alternate less fleshed out version of red ninja; the bad “punisher” like pretend version of me, “Deadpool”. The one I mailed Marvel.
She said he’s just like you. The guy who plays him looks a lot like you (not really. But I am attractive. And I married a beautiful woman). He talks endless trash. Is always trying to be funny. Uses two swords and guns at once. Wears a red ninja outfit. Never shuts up. Cusses. Can do all that ninja gymnastics stuff like you. He’s you. Huh? That did sound like me.
So I watched the movie; remembered sending the idea to Marvel, & laughed my butt off. She asked what was funny. I said that is me. That’s really me as a super hero. I mailed that idea to Marvel before I married your mom way back in college. I didn’t know they made it into a super hero. Of course she didn’t believe me.
Now let’s be clear. I’m not taking credit for the character or anything. I can’t even remember what I mailed them. I had been drawing characters since age 7 or so. Red Ninja had been me since the 70’s.
I was finally giving up buying & collecting comics. No more drawing & expanding characters. I was putting all of that away & growing up. Time to leave college & start life. I never thought of that stuff again till she made me watch the movie. She was right though; that was me, especially back in the late 80’s & early 90’s.
I won’t bore you with the whole story & details. Nor can I remember what all I actually even mailed them. But either way; I gave it to them. Looks like they used it. I was hoping someone would turn it into a character. That if I died I’d still be alive in a sense as a super hero. Just a private joke. So in my mind anyways; I pulled one on Marvel, got them to turn me into a super hero of sorts.
So since I have no clue what I mailed them I’ll show why my daughter saw the similarities. She had seen me training with two swords at once. And two knives. She’d seen me throw weapons & shoot guns with both hands. I’m an expert marksman with near any weapon, with both hands.
I do know martial arts. I have easily beaten multiple black belts with my mixed fighting style in training. I have extremely fast reflexes. Makes me really hard to fight. When I sent it in I had finally managed to slim my muscular body down from 275 lbs to under 250. To para jump or slide down ropes out of copters you must weigh under 250. I was so lean and low fat I had cuts & veins everywhere. I thought Deadpool having healing powers like Wolverine would be great. Instead of claws he’d use two swords & pistols like me. He’d have my agility; athletic ability; super strength (I was a power lifter). Only magnified for comics of course. I’m the lame real life version.
I was very conceited about my appearance & abilities. I talked endless trash. Cussed none stop. I never shut up. I still have a constant smile. I try to be funny and constantly try to make people smile & laugh. A crowd once watched me fight several men. They say I was turning flips. Doing crazy moves. Like Deadpool. And the whole time I was telling jokes and talking trash. That’s true. Like Deadpool.
I used to run track. I could nearly touch the top of a basketball backboard. Great at long jumping.
I was being trained by an ex special forces relative & was intending to join the military soon, which is why I mailed off the idea for Deadpool to Marvel. Letting go of my childish ways. Would be no more time for that. After I mailed it off o bought no more comics. Drew no more characters. I was done.
I had a relative of sorts who used to work with me some. He was impressed by my marksmanship. He had been a soldier & then soldier for hire. Mercenary. I was a great marksman so he thought I should try that after the military.
Well in high school & college I found myself living in this high crime gang controlled inner city. At night it was a war zone. Cops were afraid to come in there at night. So if you got caught up in something you were on your on. Like the fight I just talked about.
Starting as a little kid I used to fight to protect others. I slowly learned to mostly be quiet & passive in school. Until I moved into the gang area. Sometimes I’d fight to protect others. But not in front of teachers. At school I had fought to protect any weak loner. I don’t care what color you are. Religion. Gay. I would protect anyone. In my eyes we are all the same.
Well; those of you who work & goto school full time know, your rarely home. At night I’d wake up to gang activity. Screaming. Gun fire. Fights. People buying & selling drugs. Drug dealers are the root problem in these neighborhoods.
I’ve fought and been chased by gangs in high school. Been shot at just for walking home. Kids on those streets know what I’m talking about. I learned to mind my own business. But a few times I had to go out into the dark night. Batman.
Ninja movies were getting popular. I always trained with two knives & pistols at this time. So now I added two ninja swords.
So around the time I sent this to Marvel I’d snuck out at night & stopped a few crimes when I heard screaming. Usually only for a woman or child. Not dressed as a ninja. I’m the real guy.
I’ll give one example. I heard a woman yelling for help. I went running out. A very large man was trying to attack her with an ax handle. Trying to break thru her window. She was protecting her child. So I fought & disarmed him. Made him run away. Then I had to talk to the cops. Witnesses confirmed my story & I got off. People would watch. But not interfere. I’m lucky people liked me enough to speak up for me a couple of times. Had it been gangs they probably would not have. No one calls the cops on drug dealing gangs. They will do drive byes & stuff. Unlike Deadpool, I can’t magically heal.
I only did these things a few times. Real life isn’t a movie. But my friends had saw me in action. My wife had told my kids those stories & about the time she watched me fight & save another woman. And of course talk to the cops yet again.
In real life once you save the day; you then get to talk to cops; teachers, bosses. You get kicked out of school; paddled; almost arrested; fired. Real life isn’t a movie.
So Deadpool wasn’t really me. He was like an alter me. A bad version of me. He would go off into the military for special forces like I was planning. Be a Merc like I was contemplating. But he’d be half nuts. He’d decide to take out drug dealers and criminals to stop crime at the source. You know that voice in your head that you ignore. Hey go do this. You know better from listening to that voice as a kid. Don’t listen to that crazy voice.
That is the real problem in these neighborhoods. Drugs fuel the gangs. Addiction destroys people. Gangs strike fear in neighborhoods. Everyone is afraid to call or speak to cops. Cops are afraid to come there at night. They arrive way too late & in large numbers. By the time they do it’s usually too late.
So the goofy one in the movies does act a lot like me. Obvi I’m no nutt super hero. I’m the real guy. I based the character off me. I like what they did with it. Totally different from me. As I said; I mailed in a very vague idea. They appear to have developed it into something cool. But I can’t take credit for any of that. But the behavior & general description are so much like me that my daughter realized it when she watched the movie. They’ve all seen me get right up in the face of would be tough guys and talk trash; joke, & cuss just like Deadpool. They’ve seen me lift up very heavy weight. Shoot two pistols at once. Train with two swords. On & on. I have that endless grin on my face. Im the real Deadpool.
So where did the name Deadpool come from? As a child I was an amazing marksman. I never missed. Some vets nicknamed me Eagle eye & Deadeye. I liked Clint Eastwood. So I called the bad; drug dealer pretend version of me Deadpool. Pretty sure I sent that name in with the idea. But it’s not important.
There was a real Hollywood game. People tried to predict who would die. Then bet money (a pool). So this Deadpool version of me would instead pick which deadly criminals should die. He’d take their drug dealing money. That would be his income. His “pool” of money. Plus; Eastwood had a movie out around that time, “the Deadpool”. I think I was watching it on VHS when I wrote the letter.
Clint Eastwood played a vigilante in Dirty Harry movies. I preferred the spaghetti westerns.
So since I don’t think I’ll be alive much longer I thought I’d secretly confess that I’m convinced I’m the basis for Deadpool. I don’t care if anyone believes me. I did specifically tell them they could have the idea. I did ask them to turn it into a character for Marvel comics. I didn’t send them the real character. He was much more complex and pure. Instead I sent them something I thought people would want to watch & read. This was in the rap anti establishment days. No one liked Cap anymore. I’m a whole lot more like Cap. But no kidding. As I type this there are ninja swords hanging above my bed. There are two pistols on a nightstand by two knives. As I said; Im the real Deadpool. Well; sort of.
What do I look like? Well I’m very sick now. But I’m very lean. Weigh about 255. Very muscular. I was born with blond hair & blue eyes. People say I’m attractive. And I act “a lot” like the character in the movie still to this day. That’s why when my kids first saw the first Deadpool movie they ran in there saying dad, your in a movie, you’ve got to come see this. And yes; I am really that cocky. I’m convinced no one can beat me. I did learn to shut up at times. But I talk endless crap. I crack endless jokes. I never shut up. I have a crap eating grin non stop. I did not go into the special forces for a very good reason. Nor did I become a mercenary. I’m afraid the real me isn’t overly impressive.
I am no kidding wearing a shirt that’s blue with stars on the top. Alternating red and white vertical stripes on the bottom. I just realized that when I looked down. My kids had them made for me I guess. They look like one offs.
OK kids of mine. There it is. Let’s see if you can figure out my code. No one else ever will. I’ll give one of you a clue. See if you can surf the web and find this. Decipher the code. Prove I wrote it. You asked me to tell someone I invented Deadpool. That would be wrong. You can’t give something away. Ask someone to make something of it. Then try to take credit. So here it is. No name or proof. But my admission. One more joke. If you find this and read this have a good life. Now you know where I got the idea. From an old The Shadow comic I owned. Why did I like the red ninja? He was better than the shadow. That’s why when I sent the character to Marvel. Instead of sending them the real character that red ninja became; which I will not reveal here, I gave them a meaner version. A “Punisher” like version. A soldier for hire who didn’t just cross the line; he became a criminal of sorts. Much like Wolverine was in a comic or two. Dark. The opposite of me. Like alternate Superman.
I am very proud of you that you saw me in the way Deadpool acted. You even pointed out how I used to pull your legs & claim I could block bullets with my swords. That’s obvi a lie. But I’m still pretty good for a real person.
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Recently I have done some damage to some girls new car.. she had a new black Kia Soul and she got a promotion over me and I was really mad and I let my anger get the best of me.. I was walking in the parking lot and I had seen her car and got angry and decided to take my car key and run is long the trunk of her new Kia.. scratching the paint like 8 inches long I figured it wasn't enough and I stepped on her exhaust pipe and snapped it down to the ground, and then i took my key again and scratched the side of her Kia from top to bottom on the driver side in the back..
Yes, i have waited long enough to confess what i have done in the past, i feel like just can't stomach it anymore. The sins, the misdeeds and wrong doings that i have committed can not be expressed in words......
I have done those horrible and terrifying things for all the wrong reasons. From voyeurism,eroticism,frotteurism, stalking,self indulgence, excessive masturbation, child abuse, abusing myself,destroying my career, being a sadistic faggot, greatest sinner,being an asshole of the grandest kind, an unemployed jerk to not being a dependable son, brother or lover.....you name it and i write it.................
I feel like if could commit suicide by consuming poison or jumping off a 10 storied building or laying on a railway track or just setting myself on fire, or reporting my horrible pathetic crimes to the nearest police station or just cutting my body parts(hands, fingers, piercing my eyes and or cutting my legs)........ i have thought about everything.... i want to be punished for what i have done.. but i couldn't ...cause no matter how hard i try to punish myself i think of my godlike brother and mother and my family... i am really lucky to have a family like this. I guess they need not bear the burnt for the the sins that i have committed. But i needed to confess my dangerous and horrible sins to somebody and somewhere... had i decided to go ahead and confess my countless sins in public then my brother and mother would be hurt, they will be insulted and will no longer be able to go out in public, what i have done is what i will suffer from, they don't even know about all these things and they need not know cause they are very good, honest, godlike, understanding,caring and responsible persons....and i don't have any right to ruin their image and hurt them.... i am still suffering and maybe i will suffer for the rest of life for what i have done...i have been suffering for the last 10 years, i don't have any friends left, i am unemployed for the past 6 years, my girlfriend left me because i was a complete jerk to her, i really loved her, but now she is gone. I wish i could die or just end my life, i just don't want to experience pain anymore.... i am sick and tired of being afraid and miserable....i am isolated.. nobody misses me or wants me or loves me except for my parents and brothers.. i really thank god for giving me such wonderful brothers and parents....but i think i don't deserve them. I just want be good, responsible,dependable,caring, loving,honest.... i just wanna stop lying to myself and the world.... i just want to perform my responsibilities towards my family and the society... i just want another chance with my girlfriend and make everything alright... cause i still love her very much and want her back in my life..... i wish i could personally apologize to all the men and women whom i have hurt and mistreated and committed sins to... but they are not around... oh almighty lord, god...hey BABA LOKENATH please forgive me of all my sins and give me one last chance to rectify myself,to purify my soul, to love and like again, give me another chance to make my parents happy,make them smile and go all those worries about me go away and make them believe in me and make me a dependable son of them and a dependable brother.....please please please forgive me for what i have done... to all those whom i have committed terrible sins to....i unconditionally, on my my knees apologize to you all and beg for your forgiveness....please forgive me..............
I'm a straight guy that's 16 years old, but I really enjoy fucking myself in the ass. I wouldn't want to have sex with a guy, but I just love stimulating my prostate when I'm masturbating. I started with just fingers but moved on to using hair brushes and thin bottles in my bathroom with plastic gloves or condoms on. In the future I'd like something even more intense, so I may try something like a cucumber, but I doubt I'll ever buy or try a dildo because I'm only 16 so it'll be some time before I'd be able to manage that. For some dudes the prostate is the male G-spot, so it really makes orgasms more intense. People see it as a taboo for some reason even though loads of straight guys enjoy anal with girls, there's not much difference in putting something up your ass compared to a girl's.
I honestly think more guys should experiment with themselves. You should at least give it a try to find out, it's fine if you end up not liking it because you'll know not to do it again. Just make sure you empty your bowels earlier that day and maybe take a bath to properly wash yourself. When you're ready lay down and spread your legs, then coat a finger or two with lube or something else that will make it easier to get in (Use gloves if you re still scared). Gently touch around the area and start putting in a finger slowly - don't force it or else it'll hurt. Eventually you'll loosen up and be able to get a finger in there. It feels awkward at first but you get used to it, and when you are used to it start moving your finger around a bit, but focus on trying to curve it upwards and toward your dick. You should feel a fairly hard spherical shape - the prostate (that's what feels pleasurable). You'll want to focus on stimulating this area to get any pleasure out of the process. Some guys can get pleasure from this alone and struggle to get their dick hard, whereas others may masturbate first and then finger themselves when they reach orgasm to make it more intense, and some people even jerk off and finger themselves at the same time - whatever works for you.
If you're feeling adventurous you could move on to dildos or objects to reach better (I've used some objects but I've yet to try a dildo). You could also get a girl to finger you was you have sex, or if you're willing to let her fuck you with a strap on as you masturbate. A lot of people are going to think there's no way they could do this, because it's "gay", but honestly it's not. Are you being fucked by an actual guy? No. Are you pretending a guy is fucking you as you finger yourself? No. Since both of those answers are no when a straight guy is fingering/fucking himself, that means it isn't gay - it's only an extra way of making your sex life more interesting and making your orgasms more intense.
TLDR: I'm a straight guy who fucks himself in the ass, and I think more straight guys should try to as well
#masturbation #sex #anal #ass #fucking #fingering #dildo #penetration #straight
For as long as I can remember I have always enjoyed stroking my dick and fondling my balls, I love jerking myself off more than anyone can imagine. I used to live with a girlfriend who absolutely loved watching my jerking off and cumming. She couldn’t get enough of watching me stroking my dick. I have to admit that I really loved being able to jerk off with her watching me, even though I have never been much off a exhibitionist. However on a few occasions I laid nude on our bed jerking myself off while she sat on one side of me watching while her sister sat on the other side of me also watching. Now days my wife isn’t like my old girlfriend she doesn’t like to see me jerking off so she will leave the room and return after I have cum. I still stroke my dick as much as I ever have. I just can’t get enough of the pleasure of feeling my hard dick in my hand and stroking it until I experience the ultimate pleasure of cumming on myself.
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