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Circumstances have pushed me & my family to the brink. I was the rock. But people decided to remove me because a disease broke me. Everyone was supposed to get better. Instead everyone is so worse. So now some have come & asked for help. Problem is I had just had a last ditch surgery to save my life. Then I was homeless & stuff. I’m now temporarily where no one wants me. They are barely tolerating me because I did so much for them. But it’s temporary. Then I’m lost.
So while I’m still able I’m trying my best to help those I love. But its so sad.
So my sin is I’m sort of lying. I’m not lying. I’m bending the truth. I’m just trying desperation heaves to save a person whose probably going to die. My hope is to bring them out of their medical situation. Reach them. And at least help them find peace before their condition ends them. If they trust me & I can reach them, they could live. Probably. But doctors can’t reach him. It seems I may be his only hope. So now I must beat my disease to help him with his medical issues. Thing is no one can tell me how. So I gotta do it. That currently includes stretching truths. I’m researching science and medicine.
I’m not sure if someone who is very sick can live long enough to help. Or clear my mind enough to help. But all the experts are striking out. I helped stabilize him. Now can I fix him? That is a big ask.
So I’m trying to fight off this disease. Fight off all the bad. The nearly dying. Poverty. On & on. This is like an impossible situation.
So how do I solve a problem the experts can’t solve? They are paid for it. They studied it. I’m a guy laying on the dumpster heap of life waiting to be hauled off to the morgue or homelessness which will be death for me quickly with my health.
To make it worse. I have been suffering for many days. I tried to rest. Controlled my diet. Purged. Even ate the wrong stuff. It’s getting worse. Problem is I think I know what it is. If it is I need a trip far away. I have no car. I need emergency sugary. I would owe so much money. I have no money. I can’t divert money away from my children. They have a home. If I take away money they lose it.
The reality is I will die. No if. Just when. I can’t create debt they must pay when I’m gone. Especially when it’s just a matter of time. But I’m trying to save a life before I pass. They try to inspire you. But then they give up. When they stop trying. That means your doomed. I’ve noticed they no longer bother with me anymore. It’s like I’m a ghost. That is partially being poor. But it’s everyone when I go. No one cares. They tried to cycle me off. I fought it. Then I realized something. All the people I stop seeing get sick. Then they goto this odd place. Then I never see them again. If I ask no one answers. So I tried to stay. No one will answer me.
So I’m going away so the other patients won’t see me getting sicker & then dying? They tell me no. Maybe that’s true. But I’ve lived longer than all expected. Much much longer. So they tell me all the people that reach that milestone go there. Sounds good. I’m doing great. Except I feel horrible. Barely move. Barely get up. How can that be good? So I calculate. It’s open one day a week. Two hours. That’s 4 patients. If they’ve sent many many people ahead of me there. All these people I used to know. As I’ve lived all the docs moved on. Most of the nurses. There’s basically no one in there that knows me. So it occurred to me. I don’t recognize any patients. All the people ahead of me are gone. All the people behind me are gone. I gotta start looking way behind me to remember anybody. So where is everyone. Oh there’s a lot of new patients. But where are all the old ones?
My family tells me I’m being paranoid. Maybe. I am that guy everyone looks to for a reason. Only I’m not anymore. There’s next to no one in the whole hospital I recognize. So I’ve been a patient longer than anyone has worked there? That’s why no one knows me. The patient is the oldest none high level person that was there. How have I lived longer than all the people who worked there when I started going?
So my family said your sick. Your fine. Well I’m no doctor. But am I missing something. Let’s say there were 100 people ahead of me. They slowly went off because they were doing so well. I never went anywhere when I was doing well. So why was I still there? I heard they must be doing way better. Well that’s not a good sign for me. So I waited my turn. Then people behind me went. On & on. So I heard they are going on other days. Makes sense.
But then Covid hit. We all had to go stand in long lines on the exact same day because we are high risk. A long line of dying people. I’ve looked for over a year. I get there early. Then when I leave I pass everyone else. I only recognize the very new ones. No one knows me. So I did research. I should be dead. I’ve way beaten the odds. So they say your fine. But no one smiles. No one talks. They do to other people. I’m that guy who is dying.
Everyone says oh your always worried. Well not about dying. I worry about other stuff. Even though I’ve almost died. So I’m really confused. But if there was 100 ahead of me. How many were behind me? 100? 200? More? Let’s say 200 total. For four times slots once a month? That’s when one old dud checks on us. If I have issues what do I do? Ask him. So I dig. I could go other times. That’s cool. But he likes to see all of our issue on that one day. In two hours. That’s 4 people. So I ask the lady when does everyone else go. She says who else? All the other patients with my condition. He sees all of you on one day. If he’s only there for 2 hrs on one day. That doesn’t add up. So I ask her where all the other patients go. What other patients? Now I know I’m sick. But am I that sick? Am I missing something?
I say where are all the other patients that are doing great like me. That left the hospital and were sent here. She has no clue what I’m talking about. Well It’s right by the hospital, & far from me. I looked. I see no other places in the phone book. I call & ask. What other place?
So I’ve been feeling horrible for weeks. But I usually bounce back. Not this time. It feels so weird.
I don’t fear it. But I’d like to helpful
There’s no other place is there?
I learned that my wife had a threesome with her female co-worker and her husband, It happened when I was away on business in Europe
I discovered this when our email accounts merged accidentally when we got new phones,
When I checked a folder that was new to me. I started reading and at first couldn’t believe what I was actually reading and then I couldn’t stop until I got to the end .
The emails started a few months before it happened. The girls planned it with a lot of detail , including renting a beach house for the weekend
It was all there spelled out including conversations after the fact
How they both offered themselves to the husband, how they agreed to be his sex slaves for a weekend
It was like reading a sexy novel except it was my wife who was one of the main characters
I have not yet confronted her about this and the longer I think about it I am not sure I want to I find myself thinking about them all the time,
My wife has still not realized that I can see all her emails, Every now and then her co-worker sends her an email with a picture from that night, most are of both of them on their knees wearing leather collars , others of my wife being spanked or having sex.
In the emails they always ask if or when they can have another fun time.
My confession here is that I get aroused thinking about them and secretly want her to agree to do it again.
Am I crazy
Confused husband
Most of my roommates are young females. I’m an older male. No; I’m not chasing after them. But the other day I had a weird moment.
I drive the speed limit and very carefully. I’m very polite. A large truck suddenly sped behind me. Accelerated over and over. Nearly hitting me. Swerved at me. I kept slowing on this winding rural mountain road in the dark. I finally stopped. Waited for a fight.
I’m very polite. But I’m a highly trained bad mother. The person suddenly accelerated. Nearly wrecked as they took off & slid into the ditch in the rain. I just moved slowly and watched. Log trucks fly around these blind roads. So you don’t want to loiter.
Anyways. My roommates were talking about the feud they have going with some other people. Something about a dog bit a kid. I don’t know. Interesting thing. They warned me not to shop here for a while. Asked where I get gas. Described a truck. Yes. Same truck.
Well. I’m a very large martial artists. Also trained by vets. I don’t scare easy.
I get someone is mad their dog was put down like 2 yrs ago or something. But I didn’t even live here. Don’t bring that crazy mess to me.
The world is full of bar Chit crazy people.
So anyways. My ex called me. I’d been visiting them. Now I’m sick. She said can I bring our kids up in the mountain to see you. No.
Being a mountain man and cowboy I don’t want to judge my own. But who the F runs someone not even in a situation off a mountain road over a dang dog? Humans have souls. Animals don’t mean crap. Oh I love them. I’ve donated to save endangered species. But I’d never harm someone over one.
You try to live in peace. Get sucked into crazy stuff.
Oh well. I’ll change my time. Turn on that training my special forces dad and vet uncles drilled into me. Hope they leave me alone.
I did laugh though. When you randomly chose to F with somebody you never met. It might be a Church mouse. It might be a 250 lb SOB. I’m both. You just never know. My roommates were worried for me. I started laughing. What was that movie. Not Rambo. Where the crazy hillbillies messed with a nice guy? Let’s hope it doesn’t get to that. Pushed to the brink. Hill billy heck.
Nah. I’ll just film their butts and call the po po if they keep it up. See if they like the color orange. Good show.
I’ll just change when I leave and come. Watch out for them. Hope I can avoid future crap.
I taught my kids to just exit into well lit busy place. Let crazies mess with next person in traffic. That doesn’t work so well on narrow winding mountain roads.
I am a 17 year old gay man and I think I'm just a slut. I literally don't mind to have sex with any guy. I just imagine (and dream) of hot scenes and then wonder how will my future be... And the worst is that 2 friends of mine are always teasing me by putting their hands on my legs and slowly getting closer to my dick. That always makes me almost cum. And I also think I have a crush on one of my colleagues (straight) but he's just so fucking hot and cute!
I have been in a relationship with a wonderful girl for several years now. She has her flaws, but I've believed her to be the love of my life, and I've asked her to marry me. At university, I've recently met a different girl that is completely perfect for me, has no flaws whatsoever, and is completely attracted to me. I don't believe in cheating, and I just don't want to break my fiancé's heart. The anxiety I've had over what I should do has caused me to cry myself to sleep for the last few months.
Im addicted to porn and sex I come home everyday and use a toothbrush on my pussy and I can’t help but cum and orgasm. All I want to do is be used in public by strangers.
I'm 16, my mom 32, and her boyfriend is 24 and the type of guy I look at. And I like him. He loves me. We have had light sex only and I want him to take my virginity, but at the same time, I don't want my mom to find out and get hurt. I am always horny and mastrubate daily, but I want more. I don't know what to do. I want him to leave and at the same time I want full sex with him.
I once caught my girl best friend, Nina*, 23, having sex with my younger brother, Brandon*, 19, in my bed. I didn't know what to feel.
*names changed
I’ve never told anyone this… ever… I’m Gay. I’ve been wanting to tell someone about this for a long time but I don’t think I can, I have no idea how they are going to react or respond… I’m almost too afraid to tell them and find out… I’m so confused on what to do…
I usually sleep on my right side but last light for some reason i could only get comfortable laying on my belly, so i ended up falling asleep that way. I woke up this morning to severe discomfort and quickly realized my penis had twisted up and was pushed into my body and it was fully erect aswell. I tried to pull it out but i felt as if it was locked in two direct ways. It's still like that and it won't go flacid.i'm so embarrases to go to the hospital because i don't egen know what to make of this. Has anyone ever experienced anything like this before. I am really freaked out.
#penis #injury #weird #bizarre #confused #embarassed #humiliated #medical #distress #depression #despair #desperate
I caught my little sis and boyfriend screwing. It was such a weird feeling. I liked and didn't like it at the same time. They were going at it and getting into it like I have never seen or experienced. I just stood there silently and watched. Now I am so confused in so many ways and no idea what to think or do. I confess to being lost.
I’m not gay but I’m a great dancer & dresser. Everyone tells me I’m beautiful. I’m a guy. I watch love movies. Listen to love songs. People think I’m bi but I’m not. I’m very masculine. Large muscular body. Why does my face look feminine? Why do I act feminine? I’ve never had a gay thought. I like gay people. They never think I’m gay. Women never marry think I’m gay. But some straight men think I’m gay. Does that mean they’re secretly attracted to me & get mad at me for it? I think it’s my looks.
I miss my best friend. He told me he can’t text anymore because of health issues with his brain. I know it messes with him and he gets bad migraines and hates texting because of it. I think he’s lying but he doesn’t lie. He’d rather tell the straight truth and get hit in the face than lie. He’s rare like that. I’m at a loss.
I denied he was sick when he told me by vanishing as I’m often a coward. He told me something we did over a decade ago before he split by being angry with me but he did if with a smile on purpose. We did do it but I tried to suppress it despite loving it. Happened just once and I started it but he never mentioned it again because he knows of my past. Now I want him more than ever again when I lied that I just see him a friend. I’m lost.I miss him.
While we were at a conference for my husbands company I found myself alone with his boss, a handsome black man, and he started flirting with me. I played along and he kissed me and started feeling my butt. I guess I was in a trance and showed no resistance. We didn't have long, so he pushed me down to my knees, unzipped, and pulled out a huge black dick and directed it towards my mouth. I immediately opened to accept its large head, and he started fucking my mouth like I was his personal slut or something. Truth be told, I not only showed no resistance. I would have probably done what ever he wanted. He started talking to me, encouraging me to suck him, and made the statement that he bet I had never had a dick like that before. Boy was he right. He held on to my head and I could feel him tensing up, so I knew what was coming; he unloaded a huge load of cum right down my throat. I swallowed every drop, then he helped me to my feet, zipped up and we made our way back to the gathering. On the way back I asked him to look at me and make sure I didn't have any cum on my face or blouse. I didn't , so we made our way back. When I saw my husband I walked over and gave him a kiss and a smile. I then looked over, and his boss was watching me from across the room. He smiled, and held up his glass as to toast me from across the room. I returned the smile, and toasted him as well.
I have been married 25 years to my husband. We were at a party at some friends house last summer. Everybody was drinking and having a good time. By the time everyone decided to turn in, it was early morning, everyone was drunk and most passed out wherever they were t the time. I had laid out some blankets and pillows on the floor for hubby and I. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. I just lay there awake, when one of our friends husbands came over and started feeling my boobs. It was dark, and felt so good I just let him, and soon he had his hand down my pants and was fingering my pussy. I was so wet and he had me so excited. I had no problem when he removed my pants and laid on top of me. His cock slid into my wet pussy with ease, and I stayed as quiet as possible while he fucked me and filled my pussy with a huge load of cum. When he was through he kissed me, then got up and went to bed.
After laying there for a few minutes, I was almost asleep when another husband of a different friend came over and started playing with my boobs. As I did before, I gave no resistance. He played with me for a while, then took out his cock and brought it to my mouth, and started fucking my mouth slowly so as not to make me gag and make any noise. I let him have his way with my mouth until he rewarded me with a huge load of cum which I eagerly swallowed.
After he went to bed I fell asleep, but once again I was awoken yet again by another horny visitor. I had fallen asleep with my boobs and lags exposed, so our guests son decided to see what it felt like to play with a woman's boobs. He whispered it into my ear, and confessed to me that he had never felt a pussy before. With that I took his hand and moved it down to my very wet pussy, and let him feel around and finger me. I couldn't help but to reach out and feel his dick through his shorts. He was small, but rock hard. I lowered his shorts a little, and directed him on top of me. As soon as his dick was as deep as he could get it, he came probably the biggest load of cum I have ever had. He didn't go soft though, he kept pumping slowly like he was in a trance. He fucked me surprisingly well for such an inexperienced lad, then came again, filling me with more spurts of cum. By the time he pulled out I was dripping. Before he pulled up his shorts I pulled him to me and cleaned his small but potent dick with my mouth.
It was a night to remember, and to this day my husband has no clue his buddies and even the neighbor kid used me that night. I loved it, and cant wait for the next sleepover.
I am a straight 16 yo virgin with a boyfriend. I live at home, do school, and p/t work. So I am busy. It's not easy to masturbate, but I do enjoy playing with myself before sleep. I don't think I've had the Big O yet. But my arousals intesifies when I read. Some confessions are so juicy, I return for more. I have thought of kissing my best friend but it's only a fantasy. I read some say it's natural for a girl to kiss a girl once but not in my world. Maybe a kiss would go on to the big O. it makes me really wet, my heart beats up, my thoughts go rampant, and it's so hard to keep quiet, but I must. I am confused as to why I get like this when I am super horny. In a normal state of mind I don't have sexual thoughts of my friend.
#straight #curious #horny #wet #virgin #confused #boyfriend #busy
Wow. I just realized my brain is shifting. As I change my meds; dosages, & what I eat, my brain is all over the place. This is the most focused I’ve been in so long. Yet I can’t even focus my eyes. Stupid disease. I’ll disappear down the rabbit hole again soon I’m sure. This is what happens when you nearly die but don’t. It’s so odd to go back and read the crap I come up with when my body and mind aren’t working right. I have no idea what I was writing about. It’s like my brain is writing a make believe story while I’m unable to function. I got it. It’s like I’m dreaming. That part of my mind in charge of dreams is writing crap while the part of my mind that should be awake tries to sleep while awake. I guess going 5 days without sleep at a time has taken a toll.
i don’t feel sexually attracted to people’s bodies or physiques literally at all, in fact for a long time i didn’t understand how people could masturbate to the sight of other people’s bodies.
the literal only thing that turns me on is seeing or thinking of (or experiencing obviously) the physical act of sex - genuinely, i can easily jerk off to videos of horses (or any animals) having sex. not because i’m some creep who thinks horses or animals are hot, literally just because the only thing that i think is sexually arousing... is the literal act of sex.
i used to get so freaked out thinking i was some beastiality creep because i could jerk off to it but now i realize that to my brain, it genuinely doesn’t matter *what* is having sex, it only matters that they’re having sex. i have no idea if anyone else feels this way as well, am i just fucking weird???
My trip got canceled so I happily bought wine, steak, flowers and headed home to surprise my wife. Instead I got the surprise by finding her in 69 position in my bed with the maid. For a week now my brain is still fizzling and confused. The thoughts are in every direction. She cheated but least it was not another man or it's worse because it is with a to die for chick. I was betrayed but I'd love to have a threesome with the smokin hot babe that I'd get killed for if caught fucking her. I want a piece but could never tell the wife or soon to be X. I get blue in the mind when I feel betrayed and then blue in the balls when I think of a threesome which I have never had. Sooooo CONfusED. Good masturbating fantasies but mostly heart break thoughts. Do I go or do I stay? Is my wife heartless or just too sex driven horney slut?
#confused #lesbian #threesome #dropdeadgorgeouschick #fuck #suck #69 #maid #horny #masturbation #x #slut #sex
I am married and love sex. I have only ever had sex with myself and husband. I masturbate and my husband promotes the idea. Another guy is out of the question. I wonder how'd he feel about a part-time female partner. I only have the fantasy when I am masturbating, super wet, off the chart horny, and so curious. Otherwise, like when I am talking to or having sex with my husband, the urge is not felt. So strange and I cannot figure it out. I'm 20 so I have time to figure it out, but if you could just give me some ideas in the mean time, I'd appreciate.
#strange #confused #sex #horny #masturbate
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