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I'm literally addicting to having sex with men. Im 21 years old now. I post ads on Craigslist and meet men on gay dating apps and generally meet between 5-10 men a week to have sex with. I have a thing for older men. Since i was 15 Ive probably been with over 100 guys and somehow after all of those men I am STD and HIV free... I have some crazy stories and have had some crazy wild sex. On some days i meet up with up to 3 men and I literally wake up and crave cock, its like my drug. A lot of the gay older men in my area know me and sometimes we all get together and I have 4-7 guys have sex with me at a time. And im completely straight acting so know one would ever know I liked men...
My grandfather is against homosexuality.
Because I don't agree with him, I told him I'm gay. Now he won't talk to me, locked himself in his room (he's living with us) and listens to classic music the whole day.
I have been married a long time, and when my Wife goes out, I dress up in her lingerie and clothing and go out to local adult video shop to have sex with other men. Most of the time I just give blowjobs, however on a few occasions I let them have intercourse with me and not use a condom. I enjoy being seen after having been used that way, and have their cum running out of me into my Wife's panties.
#gay #homosexual #crossdress #suck #swallow #fucked
I was so horny yesterday and hadn't had sex in a long time. I found a twink online, went by his apartment and was fully intending to fuck him with a rubber on, but instead ended up with my dick in his mouth, then bending him over and giving his asshole a creampie. As I pulled out, it was leaking out of him, I'm normally not a big cummer but this was probably the biggest load I've ever shot. I hurried up and wanted to leave, he talked me into staying for a bit, I got a beer and we talked while he had some straight porn on the TV in his bedroom. His ass was pointed up and his hole was gaping open with my cum leaking out. I fucked him again, he tried to jack off his little dick but I wouldn't let him. I kept pulling his hand away, rubbed his pubic bush, and his nipples like I would a girl if I was fucking her in the ass.
I hate the fact that I did it to another guy. He was dressed in stockings, garter, a camisole which was like a small bra up top, he had very long sexy hair too and was in full make up. But still I fucked a guy and let him suck my dick. I shouldn't have done it, but I needed to come so badly.
#mm #crossdress #homo
I always thought women are the one thing I find most fascinating in life - until I met him. He is 22 years old and he taught me how nice love between men can be. He showed me love and the most beautiful things in life.
I will never let another woman break my heart. We men do not need you! And this realization is the best thing that ever happened to me.
When I was a junior in high school I shoved my books in the storage area under the desktop one day and at the end of class discover ed one of my books had a large glob of cum on it. No idea how that happened but I had a sandwich bag left over from lunch so I carefully saved it into the bag. The classroom had emptied out and no one observed my perviness. That night I smelled and dipped my fingers in the cum and ended up licking and swallowing. No idea why I acted this way. Never blew another guy, never had cum fantasies.
A couple of years later I went into a public rest room and found cum splatter, a large jerk off's worth in the middle of the tiled floor. Being alone, I tried to retrieve as much as I could though I didn't have an adequate container. Did my best and again played with the cum when I got home.
Now I have a full fledged cum addiction. Still not gay so I have to rely on my own cum.
I make cumsicles in my freezer adding one load on top of another until I have a frozen ice cube tray (one or two cubes, not a whole tray). I suck a cube letting it melt until I have a mouthful of cum. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror I let my warm cum drip down my chin. Then I swallow the rest and check my mouth to make sure I've swallowed all I could. For a couple of hours I have cum breath.
I know this is a weird fetish. My girlfriend won't let me cum in her mouth or on her face which is very disappointing. I have gone to an adult video store with the intention of sucking off some guy just for the total cum experience. So far, I've chickened out at the last minute. Either I need to find a more understanding girlfriend or get over my homophobia. My cum addiction must be fed!
#cum #addiction #homophobia #fetish
“Gay”, the definition itself means to be happy. I have lately come to love being a gay man. It's just so emotionally and physically pleasing to be able to connect so well with another man, something well beyond just a friendship, its heaven itself.
I think in the beginning it was just a phase, just experimenting. Then I thought about it more often and when I couldn’t get it out of my head, the pleasure, the acceptance, the want, I knew I was gay.
For me, it wasn’t just the sexual joy ride, it was something else, something deep in my soul that I felt, that I couldn’t do with out and that’s what had scared me.
See, I’m not looking for a single LTR., I enjoy multiple partners. I am what other gay men refer to as a bottom, not just a bottom but also a totally submissive bottom. I love men who take control, who know what they want when it comes to homosexual interactions inside and outside the bedroom.
Most people could never tell I was gay, but it seems other gay men, especially my type of gay man know instantly what I am. I guess I should describe the type of man that gets me wet.
He is my age or older (someone born 1962 or earlier), he is Caucasian, he’s Gay or Bi, he is the same height or taller (6’), he’s mature in every way, he’s between 250 to 300 pounds and has at least a 6 inch cock hard. He’s a top or dom looking for a fuck buddy that he likes to share with his gay friends. He’s into photography/videography and will record every encounter. My prefect man would be all these things and will ensure that everyone knows I am gay and that I love pleasing men.
This is who I really am, its not that I just love cock, it’s that I am in love with cock, it has the ability to rule my life and it calls me 24/7, being gay is not a problem for me I like the sound of it. It’s the knowing I am a gay slut and that I want to get ganged daily and that is a hard task to accomplish and stay employed.
I used to try to stop suicides. I would anonymously try to talk them out of it. I was often successful it seemed. Many would thank me. I was amazed how many gay Christian children there are. They want to kill themselves because preachers falsely teach God won’t forgive them. Being very knowledgeable of the Bible to point I used to spread the Word, I’d explain if every sinner went to heck only Jesus would be in Heaven with God.
I’d rightly teach them God makes all of us the way we are. Some babies are born with both sex organs. You either leave them that way; or a parent “picks one”. What if they pick wrong? This proves it.
Well a baby can be born with a male brain that’s in a female body too. Bi is very common in many other mammals.
I know this man who mocks gays. He himself is a really nice guy & very tolerant in most cases. He moved to a rural area and slowly started absorbing the whole conservative anti gay, anti minority, mindset.
I explained science, which he agreed with. I explained there are a lot of gay Christian children who try to commit suicide to avoid disappointing their parents. I did agree some young people think they may be gay, but could end up being bi or gay. He used that as an argument against when I used to try to save lives.
I’d explained how I’d try to convince these kids that they may be bi, sex, or straight. They need to be patient & let their minds & bodies figure that out. At some point in their 20’s it would be clear to them. Until then they needed to realize God made them that way. To love themselves. To realize if anyone; even a parent; couldn’t accept that; then that was on the close minded person.
I went into greater detail. All he got our if it is people like me shouldn’t fight for gay rights or try to talk to talk to these kids. I should let them sort it out themselves. He said people like me push straight children into being gay.
So talking a child out of suicide because their preacher destroyed their faith with lies about Jesus & God is wrong? Because I might push a confused straight child into being gay he said. It’s not a choice. They are what they are. Let them decide. God will live them either way, because God made them that way, & each of them is perfect.
I’ll never give into hate. I’ll always do my very flawed best to save others.
One thing that annoys me. When people start treating me like I’m gay because i defend gay people & fight for their rights. You know I used to fight to protect dolphins from fishing nets, did that make me a dolphin? Love is love.
I felt I was bisexual until the age of 16. But sooner or later I had to realise that I was pretty much gay. I like men. Everything about them arouses my orgasm, be it their great looks or their body or their chest hair or their armpits. I've always wanted to tell it out but certainly I couldn't build up the courage to put it before anyone. None of my friends know this. I do feel helpless. But now, I have decided that this is my life and I have to choose what is right for me. I can't fake myself in front of the world. So, since I know no matter oh what grounds I confess this to my parents or for that matter anyone, no one is gonna accept it. Even if they are compelled to. So I will leave the town when I go to study my post graduates. And I shall find someone there who's with me and understands me.
The ugliest part of being gay, I always looked for hot guys and watched gay porn. I always wanted to make out with some of my classmates who are good friends with me and look really good.
I guess that's all and I feel really really better talking it out here. I know this is anonymous which I want it to be but I still find a satisfaction and do not feel the same burden anymore.
I have started loving myself and I don't care or what people think because as such I am moving abroad and settle elsewhere.
My son is 15 and almost at the end of puberty. It's not an easy time, but my wife and I have a good relationship to him. At first I refused to believe it, but my wife drew attention to some of his mannerism and stuff. She said she believed him to be gay. I really couldn't and still can't believe it. I always thought he would bring home a cute young girl some day. I think I wanted to relive my youth through him.My wife doesn't think much about it, she's happy as long as he's happy. But I just can't take it. I can't tell my friends and colleagues that my boy likes boys. I always thought I am very liberal towards such stuff; I know many lesbians and gay men, but my own child?!I wish I could handle this situation better, but I can't.
#gay #son #desperate #homosexual #whatdo #confession #child #unhappy #disbelief
K. So I’m 13. And well I guess my parents are kinda if lgbtphobes , I donno really, I’m perfectly fine with it but my parents not so much. Wich is absurd cuz my aunt came out as bisexual and they didn’t say anything, but whatever. Anyway, for the past few months I’ve kinda been questioning my sexuality. It’s been absolutely terrifying tho. Just the thought of telling people who I am. It’s really scary. Also my school. They’re not exactly the most accepting. I have a friend who came out as bi this year and well a lot of ppl have been making fun of her wich is awful but she has so much freaking confidence but the problem is I DONT, so coming out would be terrifying cuz so many ppl have been making jokes of her and it scares me. It scares me so much I don’t think I ever want to come out. So yeah, thanks for reading. Bye
P.S. Forgive my grammar...
I have a fetish to read a homosexual (known as "yaoi" in Japan) content in manga (japanese comic) form. I'm a 20's college girl. I knew that "yaoi" stuff(s) since I was in high school.
And since I entered the college, my fetish to "yaoi" continue to the next level until now. But the "yaoi" stuff that I love to read is just in manga/fiction form. I don't like the "yaoi" or homosexual in the real life.
At first, I just read the "normal" genre (you know... Just around hug, kiss and sex) but then it was totally boring. I need something new. So I started to search other "yaoi" genres then I found the BDSM one.
I and I don't know why.... I love it! I love when the "bottom" (uke) one is being violated by his "top" (seme). Am I being masochistic then? *sighs*
#homosexual #masochist #bdsm #yaoi
Ok so my parents are homophobic and im bisexual and my brother is gay and yesterday my mom and dad and I were watching the house reno thing and an episode has a gay couple and my mother was like "Ugh put this OFF now"and my dad was like trying to change the subject and my mom was like im going to bed and when my brother came out my parents said its just a phase so im never coming out.
I'm not female, but I am clearly far too Feminine to be a man! I actively reject sexual contact with women, altogether, because I hate being like a man in any way at all! Absolutely every stitch of my clothing is for women! I prefer to be a cocksucker, as a woman! I'll always be a cocksucker; I'd rather eat sperm from a man's dick - instead of fucking pussy! I've actually perverted what was sexual desire for women into seeing them only as role-models. I actually have NO sexual attraction for women; I'm Queer! I want to be so enslaved to cock, I'll have no idea how anyone would want anything else! I often find myself repeating important mantras, like: "I always wear only women's clothes!", "I'm too Feminine to be a man!", and "I'm a cocksucking Pussy!", which makes me proud I've given myself to Goddess Femininity as Her willing slave! I'm absolutely sure I've made the best, and wisest possible choice for my lifestyle! I have actually begged men to give me permission to suck their dicks! By degrading myself, I demonstrate that I am Submissive by nature. Men should always treat me as an inferior, because I AM. I love being overpowered by my own Weakness; I'm unable to resist becoming ever more Feminine, because I love the deliciousness of being a Pussy for men! I love being told what to do. I'd rather have Alpha-males rule over me; I'm too Soft and Weak to have any hope of resisting them. It's much better to surrender completely to men, hoping they won't beat me up for being such an obviously Effeminate, cocksucking, faggot (in their eyes). I love being viewed as inferior to men and women - even children! The lack of respect for my intelligence, my talents, and my human dignity is degradingly, and deliciously obvious! I'm so Feminine, Weak, and helpless, I need a man to protect me. The only way to have that, is to give myself to men as their slave. Dependency on Master for everything will give him absolute power over me; power that makes me helpless to prevent any punishment he decides I deserve. Naturally, I'll do everything in my very limited power to please Master... I really am afraid of pain! I'm a coward (more reason I need a real man to protect me), and I don't want Master to punish me. I need to be as Feminine as possible! If Master expects me to sit at his feet - anywhere and everywhere - I will Obey him as hard as I can. If Master takes pleasure humiliating me in public, I'll try to be worthy of it. It gives me pleasure to give others pleasure, and I need to be Master's slave every second of every day, permanently! I'll enjoy the greatest freedom I could ever hope for - open Femininity, only Femininity, permanent Femininity! The more deeply enslaved to Master's cock I am, the more freedom I have to be the Pussy I long to be! I must be incapable of being a man. I hope Master castrates me, and takes the scrotum, too! Impotence makes me worthy of public humiliation; being 'just a Pussy'...
I'm too Feminine to be a man, already! While I look more Feminine than ever (something I'm proud of), I am a Feminine person, through and through. I've been inherently Feminine from my earliest recollections. My mother noticed my natural Weakness, and treated me as an inferior from the very beginning, so that I could never overcome the programming as long as I lived. I'll always be my mother's greatest victim, even though she died in 2000. I'm grateful that I can't run my own life; Mom made sure I'd never be a boy, and forced me to be as dependent on her as possible - to maintain maximum control over me. My mom knew I'd have to become a homosexual if I wanted to live as an adult when she inflicted her cruelty upon me, and taught me to love being humiliated for my Femininity! I love knowing I'm inferior; Mom taught me my life's purpose by humiliating me openly, publicly, and at every opportunity she could find. She took great pleasure in my suffering. She knew how deeply it would harm me, and increased her cruelty - so I'd be permanently damaged as a male-person. I know she loved me; she did what she had to do to make me happy! I'm so thankful, and grateful to my mother! She knew I was a woman before I did, and I knew I was a girl when I was five years old! I'm proud I'm too Weak to prevent people from forcing their will on me; I'm too Feminine to be a man! I need to get very skinny, so I'll become very, very, Weak! The weaker I become, the easier it is for people to intimidate me; dominating me because I'm obviously too Weak to defend myself. It's the perfect motivator for me to be as Submissive and Obedient as I can be! I love the idea of having no other choice except to surrender to other people! I want to be so Weak, I'm completely dependent on a man to control my whole life - for me! I want to call Master, "Master" in front of everyone! I love referring to Master as "Master"! I love to Obey Master! I need to Obey Master! I need to be so skinny and Weak, Master knows I'm totally helpless and harmless! I'm too Feminine to be a man!
So let’s start of with something; I AM NOT GAY. Okay, since we have that out of the way, let’s start. So about a year ago I was just laying in my bed about to go to sleep. Suddenly I have the sudden urge to “meme” on myself by watching and trying to but to gay porn. As a straight dude, I thought this was a fucking hilarious idea. I nutted in about two minutes. My average is about ten minutes. I’m not even attracted to guys.
Am I a racist homophobe?
A woman recently accused me of being racist. We were watching women play soccer. She asked who I found attractive. So I picked out a few females. All were white. So that was racist. Well nearly every player was white.
Later we watched women’s basketball. The only female I found attractive was a tall Nigerian. Again she said I was racist. She said I only liked her because she looked white. She had dark skin. Are Nigerians part white?
I don’t think my roommate knows what racism is. Each person owns there own body. They have a right to choose who they’d like to date. If a black Muslim only wants to date black Muslims that’s fine. If a white Hindi only wants to date Asians with a foot fetish that’s fine.
You also have a right to tell your children who you wish they’d date. Such as an atheist who only wants their children to date atheists. Your child has a right not to listen.
Racism would be if I tried to tell my black co worker they shouldn’t date whites.
I myself am very mixed. I think my roommate wants me to find the exact same people attractive she does. She mocks gays. Yet she knows which females are attractive? How?
Then she said I’m homophobic because of my answers no men.
She asked me which male athletes I found attractive. None. She says that’s homophobic. I told her I can tell her who I think women find attractive.
When I was a teen I assumed it was muscular men. I’m very muscular. I assumed that’s why women liked me. They always talked about my muscles. So I assumed they like body builders. Turns out I was wrong.
In college I realized women liked my face. So I’d ask who they found attractive. Tom. Val. Brad. So I decided that must be attractive men to women.
So when I answered that to my roommate she got mad. Apparently none of those men are attractive. So I asked who she found attractive.
Snoop. LaBron. Huh? I’m no woman so who knows. Snoop is funny, but is he attractive? He looks like a poorly kept Shaggy. LaBron looks like he’s never exercised; eats nothing but chips, and doesn’t know how to use a pair of scissors. That beard is not well groomed. His face looks kind of like a Wookiee.
So I asked to see a picture of her boy friend. 5’6”; 300 lbs; man boobs; several chins; bald head; his arms flop way down; huge saggy butt; giant flabby thighs, so that’s attractive?
Here’s my opinion. I think it’s great that she finds him attractive. He looks like the male version of her.
But I’m very fit and muscular. I have movie star looks. I don’t remember ever trying to decide whose attractive. I think my mind just finds women with good facial bone structure and strong fit bodies attractive. I think it’s a combination of biology and experience.
I was always asked out by the pretty females and the athletic females. I’m attractive and athletic. So that’s who I dated. That’s who I find attractive. But I dated blacks; whites; Hispanics; and Asians, so I don’t think I’m racist.
As for homophobic. I actually support gay people. But I can’t relate to being gay. How can I tell you which men are attractive? None of them attract me. I don’t see that as being homophobic. And how can I know which men women find attractive?
She also says I’m conceited because I say I’m attractive. Well she says I am. I have strangers stop and tell me how attractive I am. So am I conceited? I don’t find me attractive. But women seem to.
This is why I try not to talk to people about stuff like this. They get mad so easy.
Is it racist not to like rap? One of my roommates asked me if I liked certain groups. I’d never heard of most of the groups or songs. She says that’s racist.
I was born in the 1950’s. So I’m supposed to listen to whatever’s popular now?
So she asked to see my play list. I’ll tell you a few. Let you decide. Little Richard. Bee Gees. Mozart. Gaga. Madonna. 3 Doors Down. Oz. Tim McGraw. Beyoncé.
So yes; I do not like much rap, but is that racist? She asked why I don’t like rap. Well I can play music. I like good singing. I like good messages. Like the songs I Can Only Imagine, and Baby Your a Firework.
To me rappers can not sing; nor play instruments, so how is that even music? Also; most rappers sing negative words, and act like 2 bit thugs. So I wouldn’t want to be around them.
To her if you reject rap you don’t like black people. She says rap is the voice of black people. I disagree. I don’t think every black person sells drugs and steals. I think rap is a celebration of terrible people who harm others.
It’s like mafia TV shows. They are interesting if well made. But I wouldn’t want to know any of them in real life. Bunch of thugs.
So I don’t think I’m racist just because I’d rather listen to Carrot Top try to sing than some rapper.
Also. I don’t like old country music either. I do like the new stuff that sounds like 70’s rock.
I have to say I think my roommate is the actual racist. I don’t think she likes white people. She says she’s not. She also openly mocks Christians; Jews; Hispanics; Asians, and gays. So I think she’s the actual racist.
Is it just me? Or do a lot of people with the biggest accusations, actually resemble what they are angry about?
I’ll give one more example. She complains about every brutality against black case. I knew all the details. But when I brought up autistic white children terminated in the same ways; not only had she never heard of it, she didn’t want to hear about it. She said it was racism to even bring it up.
Hi. If you’re reading this and you're wondering why I’m writing my own story in this online platform, then the answer is I don't know. Sometimes I wonder why I was given a chance to live my life here in earth. I don't know my real calling. Every time I ask myself, what’s your purpose here on earth then I just stare at the open. I really don’t know the real answer. I keep telling myself that we’re born here on Earth for a reason. At the stage of my life right now, I don’t feel like I’m doing the things that God wanted me to do. I mean I have a decent job. I have my loving girlfriend, family and friends. Everyday became a routine. I work, eat, go home and do the things that make me happy. When I contemplate about things in life, the first thing that comes in my mind is about my relationship. I have a girlfriend and I’m a girl. I believe in God but they said that being a homosexual is a sin. Is loving really a sin? I don’t love a person because of gender. I love a person because there are certain qualities in her/him that I find cute and interesting. Gender should not be a deciding factor for you in choosing a person to love. Love is love. I’m afraid to tell my parents about my true self because I know they wouldn’t accept it. I really love them and I know it hurts so much knowing that the people you really love will disown you. I know someday I’ll have the courage to tell them the real me.
When I was in around 2nd grade, my friend, who always spent every day at my house, and I started learning about what "gay" was. Obviously at first we thought it was funny, but as time went on, we started making more and more jokes acting like we wanted to be gay until it finally came out that we were serious. We started sucking each other off. All the time. Essentially any moment we found ourselves alone, we'd do it.
We stopped for some reason, totally unspoken. Out of nowhere, when we were about 14, we brought up the fact that we used to do that stuff, and decided that we wanted to try again. Now that we were older, it worked more. I turned out to be more of a bottom type and I loved having my friend fill my mouth with his cum and fuck me in the ass. We fuck essentially every time we hang out. He completely tears into me and I love it. I'm 26 now. This has been going on for damn near 20 years and absolutely no one knows that we have gay sex. Everyone assumes we're totally straight.
#gay #homosexual #friend #sex
I don’t like preachers. They spread racism; classism, and homophobia. They teach members to push gay children out of families. Yet these fat divorced preachers run around looking at porn and hitting on other people’s wives. I used to work with one. I took great pleasure into proving to people he was misquoting the Bible and a sinner. Oh I know I’m a sinner too.
These slime set back and allow disabled children to be pushed out of their Church “if” the parents aren’t rich. They take nice vacations posed as humanitarian missions. They gave away your money to help. That’s fine. Staying for a fancy weeks vacation is not.
I really love listening to them pressure old people. Give us your stuff. Don’t give it to your children.
Oh I’m sure there are good preachers; but you don’t need a gas bag to reach Heaven; accept the Spirit; read the Bible, and be good.
If you find yourself thinking it’s ok to deny a gay person the right to buy a cake in a store, then your not serving God. Sure it’s a sin, but so is judging others. So is divorce. So is over eating. So is gossiping. If everyone who sins went to heck, Heaven would be a very empty place.
I’m not Jesus; but a lot more of you would make it to Heaven listening to me than most preachers, and even I wouldn’t listen to me.
If you must hurt someone else to serve God then your not serving God. In America it was push away the Irish. Then push away the blacks. Today it’s take a crap on the gays. Even our highest court does it. Christians can refuse to serve gays. It was once legal to refuse to serve blacks. To refuse to serve Irish. To refuse to serve Native Americans.
I myself am not gay. But I’ve tried to save children. It’s a terrible thing to try to talk a child out of suicide because a piece of shit preacher tells the parents they must force a gay child to be straight or that child will goto heck. That shit preacher cheats on his wife; steals from the Church; looks at porn; and hits on other people’s wives; but let’s push a child to suicide rather than accept the child being gay.
I say fuck those preachers. They can kiss my ass. They don’t speak for God. I say let’s love those little children.
If anyone doesn’t like what I say I don’t care. Who can shut me up? Oh I’ve had people try. No ones done it yet.
So fly your rainbow flags little ones. Love yourselves.
I had a preacher tell me I hurt gay people by defending them. They should suffer for their sins so they will sin no more. I told him your fat; ugly; smell bad; divorced; and judgmental, hope your ready for heck. He got very upset. I said I’m just trying to save your soul, God sent you a good man to show you your wicked ways. Repent and sin no more. Funny he didn’t like that. Basically ran from me and never wanted to speak to me again. The truth hurts I guess.
See I can talk about my crap because I own it. I don’t hide behind the Bible and use my faith to attack others.
#faith #bible #religion #jesus #god #homosexuality #disability #hope #preacher #forgiveness
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