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GAF Anonymous Confessions thread 4.0 the last huzzah

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ronito

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ronito

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With the recent trend of sex related confessions I thought that I would share a couple as well. This is going to be a two part confession. The first part happened when I was 15-17.

When I was 15 I was kind of weird when it came to my social life. I loved playing sports because of the comradery involved, but when it came to my actual social life I would spend it inside on the internet in chat rooms instead of outside with friends. No one that knew me in my real life knew that I had this entire different group of people that I was close with. Anyway, one day I ended up meeting this woman who was 30 at the time. Now obviously if she would have known that I was only 15 she wouldn't have talked to me, but she didn't. I told her that I was 24. We form a relationship that involves a large amount of cybering and phone sex, we would even go into yahoo poker rooms and fool around to see how people would react. Eventually another woman got involved with us as well. This went on for about a year or so until one day I decided to tell them both my real age. I expected both of them to be shocked and cut ties with me. The second woman did, but the one that I was originally involved with didn't. Instead she told me that she was impressed that I was as mature as I was and that I played a pretty convincing 24 year old. She decided to take me under her wing in a way. She taught me as best as she could through the internet and phone calls how to please a woman. I'm forever grateful that she did that because I believe it made me a pretty great lover. We never met in person when I was under age, and didn't until I was 19. I happened to be driving through her town and decided to call her. We had lunch and caught up and that was that. She eventually went on to write a book that actually has a chapter in it about me. She hosts a radio show and a podcast about sexual topics now. Every now and then we catch up with each other.

Now for the second and probably more shameful confession. Although not as shameful as the sister licker story. I mean, how can you not enjoy the taste of a great boob? Come on man.

When I was 17 I had this friend who was really into this girl. Except she wasn't into him. He decided that I should talk to her and try to get her to date him. So, me being the good friend that I was, I did. I tried to get her to date him for a good year and a half. Did everything I could think of until he thought it was a good idea for us to meet so that I could try to convince her in person. That ended up turning out to be a huge mistake because as she told me, she fell for me on the spot. She had apparently been falling for me for a good amount of time while we were talking and because I was in a relationship at the time I just never noticed. Her seeing me in person just sealed the fact that she was crazy about me. She told me and we both agreed that because of my relationship and my friend we wouldn't try anything. Well over time I found out that my friend wasn't just really into her, he was obsessed with her. Waiting for her outside of her house when she didn't know, starting fights with boyfriends she had, following her around, just general shit like that. Once I learned that (and actually saw it happen in person a few times) I decided that I would stop trying to get her to date him. Even after she told me she had feelings for her I still tried because I had thought that my friend was genuinely a good guy until that point. Eventually the girl I was with at the time and I split, so I decided that I would try things out with the other girl. We live in different states so when I would go to visit my friend we would sneak behind my friend's back when we were all together. I fell pretty hard for this girl and the fact that I was relegated to sneaking around with her was driving me crazy. There was one day when we were in the middle of fucking and my friend called asking me where I was. That was a pretty crazy moment. So eventually I decided to come clean to my friend. Immediately he started to hate me (but not her conveniently) and so our friendship ended.

We dated for a year or so and I ended up proposing to her. She said yes and to this day I don't think I've ever been happier than I was that day. I went into the military shortly after and while I was in she wrote me a letter for every single day I was gone. No one else received nearly as many letters as I did. It was both embarrassing and awesome at the same time. I couldn't have been any happier. Then everything went to hell. I ended up getting discharged for medical reasons which had crushed my career hopes, but as bad as that was I didn't let that get me down because I had a great girl waiting for me at home. After a while of being home and around her again I start to notice something strange. Then on Halloween she gets this text from my ex friend that just causes her to breakdown and cry in the middle of a party. So we go out to my car and I ask her what's up and she tells me that he calls her a cheating whore and all of this shit. I'm confused so I tell her to explain and she tells me that while I was gone she cheated on me, not once, but multiple times. Not only with her ex boyfriend but also with my ex friend who she had told me she wasn't attracted to at all. I completely lose it but I push it down and manage to ask her why. She tells me that it's because she can't handle being alone and so she just sought attention while I was gone. At the time I thought that reason was completely bullshit but as I've gotten older I have realized that she really does have an anxiety disorder that she now goes to therapy for. Obviously I ended things with her and I grew to hate her. I didn't talk to her for almost two years after that. Until one day she randomly asked me how I was doing. We start talking again and I realize that even though she completely destroyed me I still love her. We start having sex again because our sex life was amazing before and I just couldn't stay away. Then she tells me that she's in a relationship. Now if it was anyone else I would have just completely cut ties with them and walked away, but because it was her I didn't care. She stayed with the guy and we continued to have sex. Crazy sex that he never had with her. It's why she kept coming back to me. Whenever I was in a relationship we would stop but the moment I was single again we would start up again. This continued on and off for about a year until she told me that she was engaged with the guy. This brought back up all of the feelings I had pushed away and made me hate her again. I didn't understand how she could tell me that, let alone actually do it, after everything we had been through. There were nights where I thought about telling him everything but I could never bring myself to do it. I finally stopped talking to her for what I thought was for good. But because I'm an idiot when it comes to her it wasn't.

A couple of months ago we started talking again. Just like we used to. Now next week he leaves for the military and the night he leaves I'm going to be staying with her for a few nights. How fucked up is that? She is getting married to him this year and yet the night he leaves she is going to be spending it with me. I know it's wrong. I know that I'm a horrible person for putting him through the same shit that she put me through. I wish there was a way for me to tear out the part of me that still cares about her but I don't know how. So if anyone in the thread has some knowledge of how to do
that please let me know.

All of that ended up being far less sexual than I initially thought it would be. I realize that the second story is drawn out a bit but I thought that the back story was necessary. I hope that it made for a good read.
No. No it didn't.

Take my advice for once GAF just read the tl;dr:

tl;dr: First confession: Internet cybered with with a 30 year old when he was 15 years old, he pretended to be 24 years old. Eventually came out to lady she didn't care, and taught him about sex. They never hooked up physically even though they meet. She wrote a book with a chapter about him. She now has a sex topics podcast. Did I mention confessor never "sealed the deal"?

Second confession: Friend tried to use him as a wing man. <Drama drama drama> Confessor hooks up with girl.<drama drama drama> They get engaged. <happy happy happy>Confessor goes into the military. Gets discharged due to medical reasons comes home <drama drama drama>. Girl admits to cheating on confessor while he was away on military. They break up <drama drama drama> Girl hooks up with new dude who is also leaving for the military. Confessor becomes "other guy". Still sleeping with this girl even though he knows she's engaged to this other guy.
 

ronito

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Holy shit, accidentally e-mailed that to one of my friends. Welp, I'm screwed. It was nice knowin' ya GAF.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I knew he didn't mean to CC this to anyone. If this is true you HAVE to send in the aftermath.
 

ronito

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Hi GAF! English is not my first language, so excuse me if I make mistakes of I can't express myself correctly. Knowing myself, this is going to be a wall of text, so don't say I didn't warn you!

Following the current trend, I have another remorseful sex story to share. I have only told this to my SO and and old friend, but it still haunts me as it has make me sexually insecure growing up and I don't even remember for sure if I actually wanted to do it or not...

I'm a straight male, yet my first sexual experience was giving a BJ to one of my cousins... When I was ten.

How could this happen? He was visiting us for the summer and we slept together in my bed. I didn't notice anything strange until one day, when we were playing some kind of card game. During one of the rounds, he said "well, if you win this round I'll suck your dick!". I thought he was joking, so I said I would suck his if he won. And boy, he did. I don't even remember the game, but when I lost we both laughed and nothing else happened... Until the next morning, when he woke me up.

He was hard, still with his pants on, and I didn't know what was going on. I can't remember what he said, something like "you still have to suck it", I guess. I thought he was joking again, but then he got naked. And I remember exactly what I felt: I didn't want to do it. My parents were sleeping in the next room, only a wall separated us. But I was afraid of telling them... That day we were having a family reunion, and I didn't want everyone to think that I was gay or to get in trouble. I was afraid. I only had an option... I put his dick on my mouth and licked it. I don't remember how much it lasted, I just know I did it under the sheets, and that he didn't finish.

I am absolutely sure I didn't want to do it. Looking back, I always wonder if I was technically raped. I feel terrible because I think I should have fought him. I gave in way too soon...

By now, I guess some of you are preparing some great reaction.gifs or image macros. But it gets even more fucked up.

Thing is, we didn't stop there. I gave him two more BJs, and what's worse, in public. The second one was during the reunion. I remember it crystal clear: We, his brother and mine were all together in a separate room than the rest playing Super Smash Bros. Meele. My brother and my other cousin were playing. Meanwhile, this cousin was in the sofa and I was sucking him off. And boy, you can't imagine how much this event has haunted me during the years: Did my brother or cousin see us? Because I remember them joking about how it looked like I was sucking his dick... Also, anyone from my family could have entered the room, I don't even want to begin thinking what could have happened... I think this time he also sucked mine, but he was horrible and it kinda hurter.

The last one was the final straw. I think it was a few days later, I'm not sure about this. We were in the backyard, he was standing still and I was on my knees. I have to add that he had phimosis. He told me to try to suck inside his forekin (until then it was always around his skin, I never peeled it off), but he told me he hurter him. Then his fater appeared. Holy shit, to this day I still don't know how he didn't notice, it was around 5 PM on a summer day and there were no obstacles... Or did he see us and he just couldn't believe it? Or, what it's worse, what if he has always known?

I can't remember anything else. I don't think I ever confronted him, nor we decided to stop it. I HONESTLY don't know why did I do it again. The worst part? I see him every summer. I talk to him. And we don't ever talk about it. He grabbed my junk when I was 15 and we were on a pool, I had a noticeable random erection so I don't know if it was just a somewhat strange joke or something sexual... But that's it.

The worst part? I still see him every summer. We have never talked about it, but... Does he remember? Did he tell anyone else? Did any of our brothers see us? I'm TERRIFIED at the thought of he suddenly telling everyone one day, or he just telling me that he wants me to do it again. We're both in a long relationship right now with our GFs... Was it just experimentation? He was just a year older than me, so I can accept that he didn't think it was wrong or anything and maybe he was just curious about it, I don't know. Shit has been awkward as hell when we've been alone, though, specially after I slept in his house last year so I could catch a bus back home. Nothing happened that day, but I was so paranoid...

When I think about it, it makes me really sad. While I feel a little raped, I just don't know if somehow I was asking for it or I enjoyed it... I seriously consider that option because back then, I didn't cry nor felt that I was doing something wrong besides the first time, it's only looking back when I feel very hurt and angry about myself for not trying to stop it.

This whole ordeal made me search during the years gay porn and pre-op transexual porn (is this the respectful term? I don't want to be disrespectful to Trans-GAF). The former does nothing for me, but the latter... This is a very fucked up thing to say, but there was a period when I would fantasize about doing it again, about sucking a dick (when I was 14, when I was most concerned about my sexuality because I already had a GF). Now, I still think that I would do it, just to see if I really like it... But only with a transexual MtF, I know for sure that men do nothing for me. It's horrible because I know that it's fucked up that I want to do it because of this... I feel like I deserve what happened. I know it's not that horrible, but this has brought me a lot of suffering (and I hope it never comes back to bite my ass).

This is one of the main reasons why I hate myself and felt sad during my teen years, alongside bullying and the death of my father when I was 15. I always hid my feelings to my family and always put on a mask when I got home, just to go to the bathroom and start crying, get out and act once again like nothing happened. I think I should have had professional help, but I didn't want to bring shame to my parents telling them that I felt depressed.

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Annnnnd I think I'm done with this.
 

The Technomancer

card-carrying scientician
Since we're posting relationship confessions my big one is that I lost my virginity to a girl who I travelled to a different city to meet (we were friends from high-school) and I couldn't perform and the next morning she told me she was going back to her ex.

Yeah...that fucked me up for a while.
 
No, the sister boob licker, who CC'ed someone on his confession.

well if he used a hastily-made free e-mail as he stated in his confession, I doubt anyone will ever know who he is.

UNLESS they know a guy who is now married and whose sister is now in Jail.
 

jasonng

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Second confession: Friend tried to use him as a wing man. <Drama drama drama> Confessor hooks up with girl.<drama drama drama> They get engaged. <happy happy happy>Confessor goes into the military. Gets discharged due to medical reasons comes home <drama drama drama>. Girl admits to cheating on confessor while he was away on military. They break up <drama drama drama> Girl hooks up with new dude who is also leaving for the military. Confessor becomes "other guy". Still sleeping with this girl even though he knows she's engaged to this other guy.

Second confession was worth reading through but holy fuck is that depressing.
 
No. No it didn't.

Take my advice for once GAF just read the tl;dr:

tl;dr: First confession: Internet cybered with with a 30 year old when he was 15 years old, he pretended to be 24 years old. Eventually came out to lady she didn't care, and taught him about sex. They never hooked up physically even though they meet. She wrote a book with a chapter about him. She now has a sex topics podcast. Did I mention confessor never "sealed the deal"?

Second confession: Friend tried to use him as a wing man. <Drama drama drama> Confessor hooks up with girl.<drama drama drama> They get engaged. <happy happy happy>Confessor goes into the military. Gets discharged due to medical reasons comes home <drama drama drama>. Girl admits to cheating on confessor while he was away on military. They break up <drama drama drama> Girl hooks up with new dude who is also leaving for the military. Confessor becomes "other guy". Still sleeping with this girl even though he knows she's engaged to this other guy.

Oh, how I love ronito's comments. The second story is right out of a CW episode or something.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I knew he didn't mean to CC this to anyone. If this is true you HAVE to send in the aftermath.

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Annnnnd I think I'm done with this.

Jesus Christ. That's all kinds of messed up.
 

Falcs

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To the sister boob licker guy, why did it taste so bad? I don't get it. It's just skin. Did she have something on it?? Like did she rub some bitter lotion on her nipples before going to bed or something? It doesn't make any sense.
 

ronito

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well if he used a hastily-made free e-mail as he stated in his confession, I doubt anyone will ever know who he is.

UNLESS they know a guy who is now married and whose sister is now in Jail.

It doesn't seem that hard to piece together, all the person has to know is which of his friends had a sister that was a cheerleader with great boobs.
 

akira28

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It was a mix of justice and fate and Clean and Clear deep cleaning skin astringent. Your sister's boobs aren't meant to taste good, you sicko.
 

Falcs

Banned
It was a mix of justice and fate and Clean and Clear deep cleaning skin astringent. Your sister's boobs aren't meant to taste good, you sicko.

No, your sister's boobs are meant to taste like anybody else's boobs. I'm talking purely about actual taste here. Was the sister boob licker talking about taste or how he felt? I doubt he was talking about his feelings because if it felt so bad licking her nips, why would he continue to lick the rest of the boob?
Ergo he must be talking about the actual physical taste. Which brings me back to my point, why would it actually taste bad when it's just skin?

Probably dried sperm.

Now there's a perfectly valid explanation.
 
Probably dried sperm.

Justice.

No, your sister's boobs are meant to taste like anybody else's boobs. I'm talking purely about actual taste here. Was the sister boob licker talking about taste or how he felt? I doubt he was talking about his feelings because if it felt so bad licking her nips, why would he continue to lick the rest of the boob?
Ergo he must be talking about the actual physical taste. Which brings me back to my point, why would it actually taste bad when it's just skin?

It was his subconscious shame.
 

akira28

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No, your sister's boobs are meant to taste like anybody else's boobs. I'm talking purely about actual taste here. Was the sister boob licker talking about taste or how he felt? I doubt he was talking about his feelings because if it felt so bad licking her nips, why would he continue to lick the rest of the boob?
Ergo he must be talking about the actual physical taste. Which brings me back to my point, why would it actually taste bad when it's just skin?

You missed the part about the Clean and Clear skin cleanser, that or some kind of beauty regimen analogue is probably the culprit. I remember in particular, that green Aveeno stuff smelling wonderful but tasting terrible.
 

Falcs

Banned
Ronito, don't ever change your avatar. I love reading these confession threads and I'm always looking forward to what the next awesome story the little yellow kitty has in store for us next. :)
 

ronito

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Ronito, don't ever change your avatar. I love reading these confession threads and I'm always looking forward to what the next awesome story the little yellow kitty has in store for us next. :)

To be fair, they're not my stories....or are they? Just kidding. You guys are all messed up. It's fun to watch the train wrecks though.
 

Sibylus

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Ronito masterminding all the disparate anon posters and their life's stories would be deliciously poetic, like a lone puppetmaster pulling the strings on as many puppets as he has audience members, in the weirdest and most wonderful dialogue one could construct from imagination. A little too delicious. Universe is cruel, friends.
 

jaxword

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Ronito masterminding all the disparate anon posters and their life's stories would be deliciously poetic, like a lone puppetmaster pulling the strings on as many puppets as he has audience members, in the weirdest and most wonderful dialogue one could construct from imagination. A little too delicious. Universe is cruel, friends.

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Confession: I haven't gotten food delivered in like 8 years. Is getting out of the house to pick your stuff up really that hard?

Actually I did get groceries delivered once like 4 years ago just to try it out. I didn't tip the grocery guy
 

ronito

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I'm a guy in my early/mid 20's. I've never had a paying job, I've never completed a full semester of college despite having attended three different schools. I'm currently living off of the kindness of my girl's mom. My girl doesn't work but she is in school. All of our bills and food are taken care of by her mom. I feel terrible and worthless most of the time, but I can't seem to break out of my self destructive behavior. I grew up in a pretty screwed up house with constant fighting and a lot of physical confrontation. One of my parents was an alcoholic and the other was prone to intense anger issues involving my sibling. I was really never involved with any of it, but it caused me to withdraw from the world at an early age and I've never been able to shake out of it. My parents divorced when I was 18, I dropped out of school around a year before that. I first started neglecting school for video games around 6th grade and had my first run-in with summer school. I excelled in the smaller and more intimate environment for whatever reason. Likely because it felt more like a family than a sterile and cold place. When it was time to begin high school my family had moved the previous year and my parents wanted me to begin school in a completely new district. I didn't want to go because I knew absolutely no one and had a really tough time with friends as it was.

After 4 months of asking, my parents finally caved and let me go back to my old school district. By then it was too late. I was left in the dust by the few friends I had and just couldn't catch up with school. I began ditching classes and hanging out in the school library which was also a public library. I would read, sleep and just try to pass the time as much as I could till my dad would come pick me up. Because I knew how the school's attendance system worked I was able to keep this up for around 6 months before it drew attention. I would go to one class a day, typically study hall, and then ditch the rest of the day. The system would not alert truancy if at least one class was attended on any given day. When I was eventually caught I was forced to two whole days of in-school suspension, and the next year I was part of the schools' Alternative Education program. It was a smaller and more tight-knit environment similar to summer school and I yet again excelled and actually really enjoyed school for the first time. The program didn't last more than a year however, and when it had gone I dropped out of school in pursuit of a GED. That's the last real accomplishment I've made and it was over 4 years ago.

I sit in my computer room for the majority of the day just browsing, keeping up with games obsessively as well as playing them. I don't have a driver's license and never have, I don't have anything I've actually earned or deserve. I try to do anything I can to make up for the amount of drain I am on society and the people who foolishly support me but it's never enough and I know that. I job hunt regularly and even though I know that it's all I'm really qualified for the idea of working at McDonald's at this point in my life is just soul crushing.

Despite everything, I still have some hope that things will begin to progress. I know I need some kind of therapy, the issue is convincing myself that the pain will be worth the potential progress. I accept full responsibility for everything my life has become.
Tough love Ronito says:
Dude, get off your lazy ass and finish something, anything. Everyone's had a crappy life, there's no one that you'll meet that can't tell you a story that will break your heart (well except for good looking people, they have it easy). Stop wallowing. Set small accomplishable goals and stop being a drain.
 
Swallow your pride and work at McDonalds if you have to. At least you will have some money in your name and you won't be spending your entire day browsing and playing video games. Start with that, it might not be much but its something.
 

Stumpokapow

listen to the mad man
Tough love Ronito says:
Dude, get off your lazy ass and finish something, anything. Everyone's had a crappy life, there's no one that you'll meet that can't tell you a story that will break your heart (well except for good looking people, they have it easy). Stop wallowing. Set small accomplishable goals and stop being a drain.

Yep. One thing per day, every day, no excuses. No, you don't get a break day. No, you don't get to reward yourself because you've been good lately. No, being sick or tired doesn't give you the day off. Pick a task, and do it every day.

Don't know how to cook? Learn some standard meals. One meal every day. Don't know how to drive? The thing to do today could be calling a driver's ed school and getting the financial information and start dates. Want to learn a language? Find a daily audio language learning program (IE Pimsleur) and do it every day. Not in shape? Find some daily excercise videos. Don't feel like you can contribute around the house? One chore every day. Drowning in your junk and clutter? Sell at least one thing, or go through at least one thing, every day.

And don't leave it until the end of the day either. Do your one thing as early as possible. It doesn't take a genius to realize that goofing off for 12 hours and then working for 1 is much more prone to failure than working for 1 hour and then goofing off for 12.
 
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