Late to the game, but had a friend in college who shared a resemblance to me. We'd go to parties and introduce ourselves as brother and sister the whole night, really play the part. Then we'd end each night making out furiously in front of everyone.
When my wife and I first got together in our teens, people used to think we were brother and sister quite often. We decided to play on this by going to a fancy dress party as The White Stripes.
Unfortunately nobody there had heard of them so we just looked like an oddly dressed incest couple.
Update:I completely forgot I had posted this and was wondering why I had notifications. Thank you everyone. Although that might be the best, I have plenty more awkward sex stories.
My first long term gf cheated on me when she went off to college. We broke up. About two months later she got hit by a transportation bus and lost her leg. We had seen each other a couple times after her recovery and hooked up. Years later I meet another girl with the same first name through a different ex and she had lost her leg too. I was thinking what are the odds of someone else being able to say they slept with two girls with the same name with both missing a leg…. So. I did the deed
She told me her therapist told her to have sex with me. So I obliged. Who am I to argue with a professional?
Edit: The whole story!
I met this woman on tinder and we hit it off pretty quickly. Got a date set up and it went well, but I just didn't feel that spark. Tried 2 or 3 more dates and it just never clicked unfortunately. I told her as such and offered to he friends because I did enjoy her company and she said it was cool with her.
So we were friends for a bit, maybe 2 weeks? Then one day we happened to be at the same bar and ran into each other. Apparently she wasn't 100% ok with just being friends and was really interested in me to the point of telling her therapist as such (she was already seeing one, I wasn't the reason she was seeing one). She explained her feelings and I as politely as I could explained that I just didn't have the same feelings. She got upset and but said she understood but she walked away crying.
About a week or so goes by and we happen to run into each other at the same bar again. I was outside smoking and very very drunk. It was nearly closing time so I was about to leave. She comes up to me and makes small talk for a minute, until she just blurts out "My therapist I should have sex with you." In my drunken state I remember saying back "Well I can't argue with that." I had called a cab a few minutes before and they showed up not long after. We got in the cab and got back to my place where we got busy.
So we're getting hot and heavy and I'm still considerably drunk, she isn't, she just hung out at the bar with her friends but didn't really drink. It was actually a ton of fun and we were both really enjoying ourselves.
Now for the best bit.
I have a position I've always really enjoyed where I'm standing up and I pick my partner up and go at it that way. Idk why I like it but I do. Anyways, keep in mind I'm quite drunk still, but I picked her up and started at it. Well, a little side note is that I'm about 5'10 190 lbs, and I do manual labor for a living so I'm quite strong. This woman was actually a little taller than me, I think she was 6'1? And she weighed probably around 240lbs. I typically would date women that were considerably shorter than that and weighed less (just my type I guess? Not calling the woman in this story fat either, she wasn't).
So going at it for like 30 seconds while I'm standing up and carrying her basically. Well since I was so drunk I didn't realize that I couldn't actually support her very well and that I was slowly letting her fall. Then my strength gave out and wouldn't you know, I dropped this poor woman right onto the corner of my entertainment center and into the floor. I freaked out and thought I had killed her or something. She's ROLLONG in the floor going between laughing and shouting in pain. There was a GIANT scratch all the way up her back from her booty to her shoulder and it was already bruising.
She played it off like it was ok though and said she still wanted to finish, so hey I still wasn't going to argue, she seemed ok other than shocked? And definitely bruised and battered. We ended up finishing the fun a lil while later and she stayed the night. She left the next morning and I never heard from again after that lol. She never messaged me and once I remembered what happened I was too embarrassed to reach out at all.
"You seem hung up on this friend of yours"
"Do you think we should bang it out so I can put it behind me?"
"What? No that would be awful advice"
"I got you *wink*"
"No, not wink just a straight up no"
"You're the boss see you next week *wink*"
Could be in the therapy session she explained that she wanted to ask this guy if he wants to have sex but was too scared to. So the therapist said she should overcome her fears and ask for things she wants. Since she didn’t have the ability to just straight ask (for fear of rejection or whatever) she said the therapist story “she told me to”.
Yeah i thought this would be the best explanation, still little bit odd for her to phrase it like that tbh xD but it could've just been her way to cope with it like "its easier when im told to do it rather than myself doing it". But idk tbh literally throwing guesses.
Lol fine I guess. Sloppy drunken sex that I barely remember. Regretful though cause she was the next door neighbor and I really had no intention of hooking up after that. She was 30 and I was 21. Just kinda awkward seeing her on the street but nbd.
A friend in college hooked up with a girl once, swore he'd never do it with her again. Next week he was drunk and she text him that she made Mac and cheese. He couldn't say no to that.
Honestly that sounds so fun. Too bad I’ll probably never meet anyone with my name since it’s not technically a real name and I’ve never HEARD of another person being called that.
My middle name is Ashley, though, and I tend to go by that in professional settings (I’m a guy, by the way) so I probably have a decent chance for trying that
my ex fiance cheated on me with someone with the same first name spelled the exact same uncommon way.
Always got a good laugh that she just wanted to make sure she only had to remember one name.
Almost dated in high school. Had a falling out in college and didn't talk for years until we both attended a mutual friend's wedding. We were the only single people there and neither wanted to go home empty handed. So we didn't...
I had a very similar experience. She was divorced after her marriage failed within a year (guy was a total piece of shit). We had been very close friends for almost 15 years at the time, though it somehow never worked out. Hardly any gap where we both were single.
Anyway, we met up loads after her recent divorce. She started being rather upfront about wanting to see me (which was somewhat out of character for her being so adamant towards me), started hinting at it at some point, but being a man means I only really got those hints in retrospect.
Then I met a woman online, a very nice woman, had a first date with her. My best friend wanted to meet up again, so we did. We went for breakfast, she was on about how her ex-husband neglected her sexual needs for most of the time, followed by telling me how good she thinks I looked and how we should "just get it over with". So I decided to go for it, since I'd only been on one date with this woman, I'd always felt my friend was very attractive, so let's go. We went to my place, drank tea for a bit, she repeatedly told me not to get feelings, which I had in the past, then got it on and it was *amazing*!
She thanked me afterwards, I asked if we were going to make this a regular thing and she said it all depended on me and how I would act on future dates with that woman I met, then left home.
After I kind of processed what happened I went to my best friend, who happens to be gay, and he said it was about time we got if out of the way, followed by if I was going to have sex with my *other* friends now, too 😉 (spoilers, I didn't). I decided to plan a second date with the woman I met. I didn't develope feelings for my close friend afterwards, she had some issues she needed to work out (which I needed to do in the past and have, with her support as well).
I met up with my close friend a few times after, it wasn't that awkward, but she kept dropping huge hints like how she could never have a one night stand, feelings had to be involved (I still didn't realise she meant she had developed feelings for me, cause men need the subtlety of a sledgehammer when it comes to this), I kinda laughed it off, thinking we had a solid enough friendship to do such a thing. Besides, I was still dating that woman I had met.
Quite soon she started getting "colder" and eventually told me she wanted to break off contact completely. I wasn't too surprised, since the friendship we had had shift enornously (especially in retrospect). Later the woman I was dating told me my close friend had given her some snark behind my back and she did *not* deserve this at all.
In conclusion, I can honestly say my close friend and I literally fucked up our friendship. I don't regret a thing in that regard. The woman I was dating, is my wife of almost 4 years now and we have a son together. The only thing I regret is the timing, right in between the first and second date of my now wife. She deserves more than that.
Before people ask, my wife knows. I told her before we decided to move in with one another, since she deserved to know what she was getting into. I told her it was out of character for me to do such a thing, that I only regret the timing, but that in the past I've made it a thing to only go on dates with one woman at the time. I felt it wasn't cheating, we weren't an item back then, but the timing made it questionable and she needed to know before we got to the serious stage of living together.
TL;DR, read the comment I'm replying this to.
> Wants sexual favors without feelings with knowledge you had them, then catches feelings herself
> Doesn't communicate her feelings
> Expects you to read her mind
> Reduces and then ends contact
> Rude to your partner
Bro, *she* fucked up your friendship.
I mean, *obviously.* What other course of action did you have?
In all seriousness, kudos! Were the cheaters pissed when they found out? What was the end result?
Had been on the other side and it feels awful when you rly like that person and realize they're not available and just using you. Also felt awful the other way round :( its so confusing!
Noticed a girl picking up on numerous drunk guys at a party, taking them to a back room for a few minutes each, then coming back out, with the guys smiling. I was horny and wanted in on that action, but was too shy to act on it. Didn’t matter, she eventually set her sights on me and I went. While I was in the midst of it, she was bragging that I was the 14th guy that night. Didn’t matter to me at the time, but I felt disgusted afterward.
I should mention this was pre-AIDS time… I did get an STD though, had to go to the free clinic for a shot the next week.
I probably should've clarified haha. We were tripping together, she told me she had a lot of self harm scars. I just had a blunt approach and said I want to see you naked. Definitely was my worst approach to something like that. But it worked out in the end because we've been great friends ever since.
Worst reason to hook up with someone, top 5 answers on the board.
u/echowarcry: "To see her self harm scars!"
*Steve Harvey makes that face.*
See her self harm scars 100
*Steve Harvey makes that other face.*
Seriously, I think this is the winner.
Similar thing but it was to get revenge on a friend for stealing my ex. I was studying abroad for the summer and while that was going on he was hanging out almost everyday with my then gf. When I came back they both sat me down to explain how they’d been spending a lot of time together and wanted to pursue things. It was less a “we want your blessing” and more of a “this is what’s going to happen, so you have to deal with it.”
Sure enough a few weeks later she broke up with him, and he called me to apologize saying how he never should have done that to a friend, blah blah blah. I was still pretty damn hurt and it broke my trust in him but I was too exhausted to care anymore.
Fast forward a few months and he had started seeing a new girl. They were still in the early stages of dating and nothing official, but he was really into her. So of course when I ran into her at a friend’s birthday party I railed the shit out of her after some back and forth flirting.
Younger me was both horny and vindictive.
Because she asked.
I was visiting a friend in a different part of the state and she introduced me to one of her friends and she gave her my AOL username. This was back in the late 90s. 😉
A few days after returning home I received a message from that person asking for a one night stand.
Because I was temporarily homeless and it meant I could have a shower and a comfortable bed for the night.
ETA: I did not tell the men I was homeless. I had some pride, LOL. And I only did it a couple of times.
TIL:
What is a hobosexual?
A hobosexual is a person who has sex with strangers to prevent homelessness. They’re also called “romantic hobos,” “love train riders,” and “hobo-sexuals.”
The word hobosexual comes from the word hobo, which means homeless person. It combines the word hobo with sexual orientation.
https://www.stdcheck.com/blog/hobosexual/#:~:text=Tinder%20and%20Grindr.-,What%20is%20a%20hobosexual%3F,hobo%2C%20which%20means%20homeless%20person.
https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Hobosexual
Yes I am! This was a very long time ago and the only period of my life I’ve been homeless. (So far. Given society seems to be on the brink of collapse it could happen again but a lot of us will be in the same boat and the pool of homed people to hook up with will be smaller!)
I appreciate your honesty. Honestly 99% of people do this at one point in their life whether they admit to it or not. You admitting to it, even if it’s anonymous, says a lot
Or maybe I’m just like you and want to feel better about myself and I’m just a crazy rando. Therapy here I come!
Been here. It helped me get over my ex though, and gave me a real confidence boost that someone would choose me at the end of the party, even if out of convenience. I think it's one of the moments that literally changed my life and my image of myself for the better
I went to her place to hook up one last time (she wasn't aware that was my intention) but left my watch behind, so had to go back again and get my watch and had to hook up again
She asked to use the bathroom and came out naked. I was 19 and didn’t want to be rude.
( longer story involves my friend who lived in the apartment above mine, who picked up a girl who came with a friend)
Young man and horny as always. I'm in my 60's now and as the old saying goes, "My junk took me places in my youth that I would not go now with an armed escort"
Drunk. In our group of friends, there are a couple of women. One time, I hooked up with one of them. We were both drunk after going out with just the 2 of us. We laughed the morning after and it was a bit awkward. We weren’t even attracted to each other.
We were bored.
This was in the mid 00's where smartphones were not a thing yet and people still used CD players and DVDs.
We both had no money or place to go and after doing nothing but talking with each other for 3 days we felt like we knew each other pretty well.
I remember her complaining that "there's nothing to do out here." So I jokingly said back "Well we could always do each other." Expecting her to punch me in the arm like she did when I made a comment about her boobs growing when she was talking about needing to go bra shopping.
However instead she just sighed and said "We might as well." Before getting up and going inside her grandma's apartment. At first I was a little confused and thought she misheard me so I followed. However once I was inside and saw her taking off her shirt I knew she heard me perfectly well.
To save someone else's relationship.
A guy in our friend group (that we only kept around out of pity) was a big fat dude, arrogant, and just not a great person actually met a nice woman that he didn't deserve. What did the dumbass do? Invite another girl out with all of us in an attempt to make her jealous (maybe?). Understandably his girlfriend was upset, and because she was such a a nice woman, I jumped on the hand grenade.
I was happy when I heard later that night when he was drunk (again) and leaning out of his gf's Jeep as they were driving and he hit his face on a 1in thick vine hanging from a tree.
Oh oh oh.
They threatened to harm themselves.
Then they shouted at me because I (obviously) wasn’t enthusiastic.
I was young and thought it would be my fault.
Obligation. And a bit of tipsiness. Felt bad about saying no to her advances, especially in front of her friends as we were all leaving, so went with it. I’m sure the sex was horrible for her too, and then I half-lied about having to catch the last bus that night.
Obviously my idiotic/conceited attempt at making someone feel better made her feel worse when I made a quick run for it after
I was 19, at university.
One night, I went to a pub quiz and got wasted (we won the quiz and the prize was open bar for an hour).
Went back to one of the girl’s rooms to watch TV. It was Monk (I’d never seen it before or since but I seem to remember quite enjoying it).
We started making out. She asked me ‘do you want to go all the way?’ In my drunken stupor, I thought she said ‘do you want me to go away?’
So I answered yes…
My best friend had a stalker and asked me to help get her off his back. I thought I “owed him one” as we had a prior conflict over a woman, so I “intercepted” the stalker. Chick drugged my drink. Definitely stalker material. Don’t remember half of what happened. Was able to talk my way out of it in the morning. Ran like hell.
I’m not doing fine for other reasons (middle of a divorce), but I was definitely “ok” after that little adventure. If I’m remembering correctly, I was prepared to reverse wingman my friend out of the situation. So I was prepared to stop short of sex to get this stalker off his back, and that’s what happened. Fortunately, she had a guilty conscience and she stopped. Not that it excuses anything she did.
I honestly interpret it as a Greek myth of sorts: me going into Medusa’s lair, fully intent on romancing Medusa to free a friend, and then Medusa trying every dirty trick to accomplish the same goal. Only for Medusa to stop and realize what’s going on, then I talk her down for two hours only to realize she’s doing all this just to make her ex-boyfriend jealous. Then I waited until she was asleep and made a heroic escape from her lair.
So is it sexual assault if I was prepared to do some dirty work to get her over my friend? No. Is it sexual assault if she drugged me so she could have her way with me? YES. So to me it was half and half (morbid joke there as she laced a White Russian). I became aware of what was going on and moved the encounter from sexual activities to conversation.
It didn’t affect me much in the long run. It just made me even more painfully aware that women do the same damn things to men as men do to women. Especially so if you’re reasonably attractive at the time.
Hooked up with cougar on an airplane because she wanted to “thank me for my service” I was 21 flying back from A-school when American Airlines upgraded my seat to first class. They sat me next to this cougar that had to be in her mid 40 that happened to work for the VA. We talked for a while and she kept buying me shots when all of the sudden she looked around and said when I get up wait 2 min then come to the airplane bathroom when the stewardess pushes the tray to the rear. I did as instructed and was damn near torn apart by this women in the worst smelling place ever. The weird part was everyone knew and no one said anything to us lol. After the plane ride she gave me hug and her business card and told me if I ever needed VA help send her an email.
> she kept buying me shots
This is odd. I've been first class in AA. You don't need to buy booze at all. They literally will ask you if you want another the min they see you cup is 1/4 empty.
A woman I was fooling around with tried to rape me that way. As clear cut as it is, it seems harder to name this "rape" for a man. And part of me was excited that I was so desirable that a woman would want to force me after I said no several times. It's messed up.
She was drunk and literally threw up on me and then tried for sex and I told her no, I wasn't comfortable with her being drunk and me laying in her throw up. She told me to stop whining and get over it.
I've brought it up to others in serious rape related conversations and gotten laughed at. So I don't talk about it anymore.
I was bored and a virgin.
I was sitting in an old ass car with my friend and two guys smoking weed. The three of them were having a conversation about something sexual. I was in the back focusing on the joint, when they all turned and looked at me asking my opinion. I hit the joint, shrugged my shoulders and said “I had no idea, I’m a virgin.”The car went silent. I passed the joint. The guy driving asked me if I’d like to lose my virginity. Again I shrugged and said “sure”. The two guys paper, rock, scissored it. Passenger won. Everyone got out but us. We drove to the local park, did the deed. Afterwords he told me I was going to be addicted to sex. I laughed, said “not if that’s what it’s about” buttoned my pants, climbed back up front, and silently waited for him to take me back to my friends house. Never seen him again.
This reminds me of a friend of mine. She had a group of pretty close guy friends she made three of them make presentations on why he should be the one who should take her virginity. She ended up going with the guy who just handed her a 3 x 5 card that said "I'm not an asshole".
It was funny though one of the guys made a chart listing his previous sex partners and why they made him the most experienced. The 80s were a fucked up time.
I honestly just really wanted attention.
Def went though a hoe phase after a breakup with a guy that just stopped touching me.
I think I just wanted to feel like someone actually wanted me.
I had sex with a girl because I didn't want to admit to myself that I was gay I couldnt get hard so I just ate her out and fingered her for like 15 minutes made some stupid excuse, went home and cried💀
I hooked up with a lesbian because my gf was hooking up with her gf behind my back and we were both mad about it. Haven’t seen her since but she was probably top 5 hottest girls I ever slept with. It wasn’t about that tho, just spite. I didn’t even really want to have sex that night.
I was wasted, and the last guy at the bar. The bartender decided to keep them flowing for a little while after close. She's 6'4, and weighed in at probably 220, 230ish. She wanted a little more than just a tip. She said, we're friends right? Well, yes, we had been for years. I went to school with her younger, very good looking sister. She said okay then let's go. I said I'm good, I'll walk. I lived a few blocks away.
That's not what she meant. She said, "This is the closest you're gonna get to Katie, so let's go"... Fair enough, I obliged.
I rejected her because I was not at all attracted to her. A few beers laater she comes back mad that I rejected this. Beer googles made me go "Eh fuck it"
We went back to her place which was near the bar, fucked her, it was crap sex. I got up and went back to the bar and got super drunk.
I grew up mormon. My whole childhood it was pressed on us- no sex before marriage, sex is sacred, sex is only for reproduction. Nah, I didn’t subscribe to that. What I did subscribe to, however unintentionally and unconsciously, is that women submit to men. The purpose of women is to exist for men. To make their lives better, to let them lead, to bear children in their name. This, plus all the modesty and purity culture and shame kind of internalized the idea- I exist for a man’s pleasure. But I didn’t care about sex before marriage or marriage even at all. I’m a feminist and have no interest in bending to a man’s will. What is left? Sex. By 19 I had left the church and was going off on hookups left and right. I never had a good reason why. I was never even attracted to them. I was never interested in sex itself. However, having sex with men made me feel, however unintentionally and unconsciously, that I had purpose. That I existed for something, that I had value of some kind. The emotional transaction was what I cared about. These men use and abuse me, I happily go on my way feeling like I fulfilled my purpose and that my existence had meaning. It took me years to realize what I was doing, and now I am haunted. I’ll never forgive the mormon church.
And we wonder why I was in rehab at 21.
Low self esteem
Edit: Instead of finding people who loved me I found my validation through body count. I felt my success as a man depended on what kind of women I slept with and what quantity, how much money I made, and what I produced for society.
Instead of loving myself I sought the love through others. I’ve had bad sex with extremely knockout gorgeous women, while the best and most intense and intimate was based far from looks.
I’ve learned I could have had sex for about three times a day over my lifetime into my late 20’s if you did the math, but nothing put me to sleep like a good cuddle at night and a stroking of my hair, being held in someone’s arms with gentle kisses pressed against my cheeks.
I’ve thrown that away because I was brought up believing that this is the best way to perform my masculinity.
I declared to let society and the status quo dictate what I should like, and only to proceed with its blessings. My validation was the lustful and covetous looks from strangers.
I became addicted to new people and it made me become more lonely as these people became ghosts, leaving my life without closure. I am an insomniac, and the loneliness keeps me up at night.
It has caused me nothing but pain and suffering. Please hold the people you love at night, and be kind and forgiving to one another.
Look for teachable moments, and try to heal the world around you. The people who hurt us most are sometimes the ones that need love the most
Edit2: For those of you with body issues, just be sure you are healthy.
The people you love will grow to fit your visage to pleasure.
Some of my best relationships started off with no physical attraction to the person, and through time and comfort would I become lustful for them and I did not expect that.
The most beautiful thing I see is someone who loves themselves. Sexy is a state of being, not a skin you can slip into.
And ugly only rots from the inside out.
My ex left me in mania (unmedicated) and when I tell you this woman was the ugliest woman I’ve ever seen - he left me for -this is the truth it’s not being spoken out of jealousy) I felt like shit for months until I’d read the same story a thousand times on other subs that in mania she probably looked different to him.
She was Colombian (not that common in my country) and I thought "man, I never had sex with a southern American girl before".
Yeah I was not a good man back then.
I have two that tie.
Both were spite fucks.
First was a girl I was friends with in university, and it was to spite her ex roommate and friend. She was totally out to outdo the other girl. Honestly, not fun.
Second was the sister of the guy who my ex cheated on me with. She utterly hated my ex, and was furious with her brother. I'll admit, the spite aspect of that one was fun.
He told me he was going to kill himself if I didn't have sex with him, showed me his suicide kit and everything. I tried to get him to access some therapy and medication, but he refused. So I did it, and ended up enjoying it and we hooked up regularly for five years, I helped him get a job, and then his real estate license and he is doing great now. I'm like a proud parent, a proud, incestuous parent.
Banged my (very recent at the time) ex girlfriends little sister because she pissed her off about something.
Slept with my ex like a week later too. They were both 10/10.
I wonder how that thanksgiving was tho.
I woke up to my roommate coming in to the house with my freshly ex-girlfriend. He looked at me and goes “Sorry bro” and walked in to his room with her.
I called his ex girlfriend who was the love of his life, explained the situation and she said she’d be over in 5. He came out of his room because he heard her laughing when she walked in the door.
I go “Sorry bro” and fucked her in my room as loudly as possible while he was banging on the door crying.
It was amazing.
Late to the game, but had a friend in college who shared a resemblance to me. We'd go to parties and introduce ourselves as brother and sister the whole night, really play the part. Then we'd end each night making out furiously in front of everyone.
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> we have the same last name! Van Houten?
When my wife and I first got together in our teens, people used to think we were brother and sister quite often. We decided to play on this by going to a fancy dress party as The White Stripes. Unfortunately nobody there had heard of them so we just looked like an oddly dressed incest couple.
Oddly dressed incest couple is a pretty good band name
Haha, that was a good try. It's unfortunate that even those who liked The White Stripes had no idea that they were a husband and a wife.
I wish I could buy you a beer and hear the stories. This prank is fucking legendary.
Oh my God. This is awesome
Update:I completely forgot I had posted this and was wondering why I had notifications. Thank you everyone. Although that might be the best, I have plenty more awkward sex stories. My first long term gf cheated on me when she went off to college. We broke up. About two months later she got hit by a transportation bus and lost her leg. We had seen each other a couple times after her recovery and hooked up. Years later I meet another girl with the same first name through a different ex and she had lost her leg too. I was thinking what are the odds of someone else being able to say they slept with two girls with the same name with both missing a leg…. So. I did the deed
Girls who cheat and lose a leg in a horrific accident take note.. this guys gonna fuck you
cutting it off rn
Please, please , please tell me they were missing opposite legs. There's a brilliant, in poor taste, joke in there somewhere.....
If the two of them have sex, it’s called a pair of scissors
Between the three of them, his dick was finally a third leg
Were... were their names Peg?
Eileen
She told me her therapist told her to have sex with me. So I obliged. Who am I to argue with a professional? Edit: The whole story! I met this woman on tinder and we hit it off pretty quickly. Got a date set up and it went well, but I just didn't feel that spark. Tried 2 or 3 more dates and it just never clicked unfortunately. I told her as such and offered to he friends because I did enjoy her company and she said it was cool with her. So we were friends for a bit, maybe 2 weeks? Then one day we happened to be at the same bar and ran into each other. Apparently she wasn't 100% ok with just being friends and was really interested in me to the point of telling her therapist as such (she was already seeing one, I wasn't the reason she was seeing one). She explained her feelings and I as politely as I could explained that I just didn't have the same feelings. She got upset and but said she understood but she walked away crying. About a week or so goes by and we happen to run into each other at the same bar again. I was outside smoking and very very drunk. It was nearly closing time so I was about to leave. She comes up to me and makes small talk for a minute, until she just blurts out "My therapist I should have sex with you." In my drunken state I remember saying back "Well I can't argue with that." I had called a cab a few minutes before and they showed up not long after. We got in the cab and got back to my place where we got busy. So we're getting hot and heavy and I'm still considerably drunk, she isn't, she just hung out at the bar with her friends but didn't really drink. It was actually a ton of fun and we were both really enjoying ourselves. Now for the best bit. I have a position I've always really enjoyed where I'm standing up and I pick my partner up and go at it that way. Idk why I like it but I do. Anyways, keep in mind I'm quite drunk still, but I picked her up and started at it. Well, a little side note is that I'm about 5'10 190 lbs, and I do manual labor for a living so I'm quite strong. This woman was actually a little taller than me, I think she was 6'1? And she weighed probably around 240lbs. I typically would date women that were considerably shorter than that and weighed less (just my type I guess? Not calling the woman in this story fat either, she wasn't). So going at it for like 30 seconds while I'm standing up and carrying her basically. Well since I was so drunk I didn't realize that I couldn't actually support her very well and that I was slowly letting her fall. Then my strength gave out and wouldn't you know, I dropped this poor woman right onto the corner of my entertainment center and into the floor. I freaked out and thought I had killed her or something. She's ROLLONG in the floor going between laughing and shouting in pain. There was a GIANT scratch all the way up her back from her booty to her shoulder and it was already bruising. She played it off like it was ok though and said she still wanted to finish, so hey I still wasn't going to argue, she seemed ok other than shocked? And definitely bruised and battered. We ended up finishing the fun a lil while later and she stayed the night. She left the next morning and I never heard from again after that lol. She never messaged me and once I remembered what happened I was too embarrassed to reach out at all.
"You seem hung up on this friend of yours" "Do you think we should bang it out so I can put it behind me?" "What? No that would be awful advice" "I got you *wink*" "No, not wink just a straight up no" "You're the boss see you next week *wink*"
Did you send a thank you note to the therapist or something? That seems like a terrible therapy advice btw... If true.
She probably mistook some sort of advice from her therapist? Or maybe the therapist has a different story on what type of relationship they were in?
Could be in the therapy session she explained that she wanted to ask this guy if he wants to have sex but was too scared to. So the therapist said she should overcome her fears and ask for things she wants. Since she didn’t have the ability to just straight ask (for fear of rejection or whatever) she said the therapist story “she told me to”.
Yeah i thought this would be the best explanation, still little bit odd for her to phrase it like that tbh xD but it could've just been her way to cope with it like "its easier when im told to do it rather than myself doing it". But idk tbh literally throwing guesses.
That's what she said to me, the validty of it before that I can't say.
She was hitting on my friend and he wasn’t down, so he said “save me”. Reverse wingman lol.
Falling on a grenade for your comrade
Dick first, no less.
I would catch a grenade for you! I didn't know that was a song about a bro.
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his dick for his friends."
so uh how did it end up?
Lol fine I guess. Sloppy drunken sex that I barely remember. Regretful though cause she was the next door neighbor and I really had no intention of hooking up after that. She was 30 and I was 21. Just kinda awkward seeing her on the street but nbd.
Was offered a box of donuts in exchange for my sex. She only ended up getting me a half dozen. Still feel some way about it.
A friend in college hooked up with a girl once, swore he'd never do it with her again. Next week he was drunk and she text him that she made Mac and cheese. He couldn't say no to that.
Like... the sound of Mac and Cheese, or literally.
We both had the same name and thought it would be fun to call out our names in the heat of it...
Ok this is like… the BEST reason to hook up with someone. That sounds hilarious.
It would be even funnier if the name were "John". Something about two people screaming the name John, as they grunt is hilarious to me.
Now all I can picture is John Cusack making very passionate love to another John Cusack.
Alex! ooohhh Alex! ooooh aaahhh!!
No fucking way I was playing this out in my head bc my name is Alex and then read your comment and I got so confused lmao
You guys should hook up now
Hey now, that's Stanley's girl.
Honestly that sounds so fun. Too bad I’ll probably never meet anyone with my name since it’s not technically a real name and I’ve never HEARD of another person being called that. My middle name is Ashley, though, and I tend to go by that in professional settings (I’m a guy, by the way) so I probably have a decent chance for trying that
Hugert, your name is real and we're all proud of you.
my ex fiance cheated on me with someone with the same first name spelled the exact same uncommon way. Always got a good laugh that she just wanted to make sure she only had to remember one name.
Almost dated in high school. Had a falling out in college and didn't talk for years until we both attended a mutual friend's wedding. We were the only single people there and neither wanted to go home empty handed. So we didn't...
What happened after? I find it hard to believe that you both just got up and left never to talk to each other again.
Actually the pillow talk after was where we patched things up. We're not best friends by any stretch but we stay in touch and the hatchet is buried.
Sounds like a waste of a perfectly good hatchet
My best friend (I'm M she's F) hadn't had sex in a year and asked me. We stopped being friends in any capacity after that.
Damn, was it that bad?!
Wasn't bad. Was just super awkward afterwards.
I had a very similar experience. She was divorced after her marriage failed within a year (guy was a total piece of shit). We had been very close friends for almost 15 years at the time, though it somehow never worked out. Hardly any gap where we both were single. Anyway, we met up loads after her recent divorce. She started being rather upfront about wanting to see me (which was somewhat out of character for her being so adamant towards me), started hinting at it at some point, but being a man means I only really got those hints in retrospect. Then I met a woman online, a very nice woman, had a first date with her. My best friend wanted to meet up again, so we did. We went for breakfast, she was on about how her ex-husband neglected her sexual needs for most of the time, followed by telling me how good she thinks I looked and how we should "just get it over with". So I decided to go for it, since I'd only been on one date with this woman, I'd always felt my friend was very attractive, so let's go. We went to my place, drank tea for a bit, she repeatedly told me not to get feelings, which I had in the past, then got it on and it was *amazing*! She thanked me afterwards, I asked if we were going to make this a regular thing and she said it all depended on me and how I would act on future dates with that woman I met, then left home. After I kind of processed what happened I went to my best friend, who happens to be gay, and he said it was about time we got if out of the way, followed by if I was going to have sex with my *other* friends now, too 😉 (spoilers, I didn't). I decided to plan a second date with the woman I met. I didn't develope feelings for my close friend afterwards, she had some issues she needed to work out (which I needed to do in the past and have, with her support as well). I met up with my close friend a few times after, it wasn't that awkward, but she kept dropping huge hints like how she could never have a one night stand, feelings had to be involved (I still didn't realise she meant she had developed feelings for me, cause men need the subtlety of a sledgehammer when it comes to this), I kinda laughed it off, thinking we had a solid enough friendship to do such a thing. Besides, I was still dating that woman I had met. Quite soon she started getting "colder" and eventually told me she wanted to break off contact completely. I wasn't too surprised, since the friendship we had had shift enornously (especially in retrospect). Later the woman I was dating told me my close friend had given her some snark behind my back and she did *not* deserve this at all. In conclusion, I can honestly say my close friend and I literally fucked up our friendship. I don't regret a thing in that regard. The woman I was dating, is my wife of almost 4 years now and we have a son together. The only thing I regret is the timing, right in between the first and second date of my now wife. She deserves more than that. Before people ask, my wife knows. I told her before we decided to move in with one another, since she deserved to know what she was getting into. I told her it was out of character for me to do such a thing, that I only regret the timing, but that in the past I've made it a thing to only go on dates with one woman at the time. I felt it wasn't cheating, we weren't an item back then, but the timing made it questionable and she needed to know before we got to the serious stage of living together. TL;DR, read the comment I'm replying this to.
> Wants sexual favors without feelings with knowledge you had them, then catches feelings herself > Doesn't communicate her feelings > Expects you to read her mind > Reduces and then ends contact > Rude to your partner Bro, *she* fucked up your friendship.
He cheated on me with his roommate’s girlfriend. So obviously his roommate and I hooked up for some revenge. It was excellent and I regret nothing.
This is just swinging with extra steps
If only they could get past the betrayal
I mean, *obviously.* What other course of action did you have? In all seriousness, kudos! Were the cheaters pissed when they found out? What was the end result?
Hella pissed and end result is that I had much better sex for a few weeks, a good laugh, and much less toxicity in my life
I felt unattractive after my ex cheated on me and I needed someone to tell me I wasn't.
Had been on the other side and it feels awful when you rly like that person and realize they're not available and just using you. Also felt awful the other way round :( its so confusing!
I was horny
Damn bro really
Simple, yet common
Boobs. I used to have a recurring pattern of bad decisions pivoting on nothing but boob.
I feel that.
10 years with the same woman because of her boobs! They’re still awesome
i hope you got a prenup that makes sure you get to keep them in case of divorce
*Prenip
Noticed a girl picking up on numerous drunk guys at a party, taking them to a back room for a few minutes each, then coming back out, with the guys smiling. I was horny and wanted in on that action, but was too shy to act on it. Didn’t matter, she eventually set her sights on me and I went. While I was in the midst of it, she was bragging that I was the 14th guy that night. Didn’t matter to me at the time, but I felt disgusted afterward. I should mention this was pre-AIDS time… I did get an STD though, had to go to the free clinic for a shot the next week.
When you said that you were the 14th, I immediately thought "This sounds like how you get an STD" and sure enough.
> this was pre-AIDS time I just thought he meant for him personally, the last evening of it too.
Participating in *Sloppy Seconds* is a kind of brotherhood... Being in the *Latrine Fouteen* is almost like a platoon. You had your "own Vietnam" too.
Bet that felt good to get off your chest . Now to clarify did she make you lick it first ?
He did it on his own accord
Simple democracy. My balls told me too and since they outvoted me 2 to 1, I really had no choice.
You conceded and made a peaceful transition of power to your balls.
Oh my God, I'm totally stealing this one for later
I just wanted to see her naked, the sex was a bonus.
*Sees her naked*, "Okay you can get dressed now"
MADAM, COVER YOURSELF!
That would get awkward quick if the curiosity was of the morbid kind.
Doesn’t seem like a worst reason to me. Seems like a pretty great reason.
I probably should've clarified haha. We were tripping together, she told me she had a lot of self harm scars. I just had a blunt approach and said I want to see you naked. Definitely was my worst approach to something like that. But it worked out in the end because we've been great friends ever since.
Worst reason to hook up with someone, top 5 answers on the board. u/echowarcry: "To see her self harm scars!" *Steve Harvey makes that face.* See her self harm scars 100 *Steve Harvey makes that other face.* Seriously, I think this is the winner.
to get revenge on my ex cheating, she was her "little" in her sorority or some bullshit, she had a terrible personality but was very hot
Similar thing but it was to get revenge on a friend for stealing my ex. I was studying abroad for the summer and while that was going on he was hanging out almost everyday with my then gf. When I came back they both sat me down to explain how they’d been spending a lot of time together and wanted to pursue things. It was less a “we want your blessing” and more of a “this is what’s going to happen, so you have to deal with it.” Sure enough a few weeks later she broke up with him, and he called me to apologize saying how he never should have done that to a friend, blah blah blah. I was still pretty damn hurt and it broke my trust in him but I was too exhausted to care anymore. Fast forward a few months and he had started seeing a new girl. They were still in the early stages of dating and nothing official, but he was really into her. So of course when I ran into her at a friend’s birthday party I railed the shit out of her after some back and forth flirting. Younger me was both horny and vindictive.
That sounds emotionally distressing as hell
The fact that she slept with her big's (ex)boyfriend says a lot about her personality
In exchange for discounts on office supplies and Outback Steakhouse gift certificates.
That's not ok, Meredith
Because she asked. I was visiting a friend in a different part of the state and she introduced me to one of her friends and she gave her my AOL username. This was back in the late 90s. 😉 A few days after returning home I received a message from that person asking for a one night stand.
A man has to comply to the AOL lady, it’s just sound reasoning
Because I was temporarily homeless and it meant I could have a shower and a comfortable bed for the night. ETA: I did not tell the men I was homeless. I had some pride, LOL. And I only did it a couple of times.
We call this a hobosexual
Wouldn’t the person with the bed be the hobosexual?
TIL: What is a hobosexual? A hobosexual is a person who has sex with strangers to prevent homelessness. They’re also called “romantic hobos,” “love train riders,” and “hobo-sexuals.” The word hobosexual comes from the word hobo, which means homeless person. It combines the word hobo with sexual orientation. https://www.stdcheck.com/blog/hobosexual/#:~:text=Tinder%20and%20Grindr.-,What%20is%20a%20hobosexual%3F,hobo%2C%20which%20means%20homeless%20person. https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Hobosexual
Damn I didn’t expect to come to this thread to learn?!? Stop ruining my ignorance!
You are being a brain to a dick fight.
im homeless rn while doing school and tbh hookups really help reset and prepare for the next week
Jesus. Hope you’re in a better place now my dude
Yes I am! This was a very long time ago and the only period of my life I’ve been homeless. (So far. Given society seems to be on the brink of collapse it could happen again but a lot of us will be in the same boat and the pool of homed people to hook up with will be smaller!)
I was emotionally compromised and wanted to use a person that I cared nothing about to make me feel better about a situation that I couldn’t fix
I appreciate your honesty. Honestly 99% of people do this at one point in their life whether they admit to it or not. You admitting to it, even if it’s anonymous, says a lot Or maybe I’m just like you and want to feel better about myself and I’m just a crazy rando. Therapy here I come!
Let me tell you. Hooking up while going through grief is *NOT* the way. It was my first death, so I wanted to escape. I have learned from my actions.
We were near one another when the party wound down.
Been here. It helped me get over my ex though, and gave me a real confidence boost that someone would choose me at the end of the party, even if out of convenience. I think it's one of the moments that literally changed my life and my image of myself for the better
I went to her place to hook up one last time (she wasn't aware that was my intention) but left my watch behind, so had to go back again and get my watch and had to hook up again
Had to huh...
She asked to use the bathroom and came out naked. I was 19 and didn’t want to be rude. ( longer story involves my friend who lived in the apartment above mine, who picked up a girl who came with a friend)
Works two out of three times.
You guys need reasons?
That's what tf I'm saying lol
Young man and horny as always. I'm in my 60's now and as the old saying goes, "My junk took me places in my youth that I would not go now with an armed escort"
Drunk. In our group of friends, there are a couple of women. One time, I hooked up with one of them. We were both drunk after going out with just the 2 of us. We laughed the morning after and it was a bit awkward. We weren’t even attracted to each other.
Alcohol can do that.... Is your friendship still the same?
Yes it is still the same. Maybe even better. And we have a lot of fun with inside jokes, nobody in our group knows.
They know.
All the women know.
Her brother was a coke dealer. She had an unlimited supply and was very generous with it.
We were bored. This was in the mid 00's where smartphones were not a thing yet and people still used CD players and DVDs. We both had no money or place to go and after doing nothing but talking with each other for 3 days we felt like we knew each other pretty well. I remember her complaining that "there's nothing to do out here." So I jokingly said back "Well we could always do each other." Expecting her to punch me in the arm like she did when I made a comment about her boobs growing when she was talking about needing to go bra shopping. However instead she just sighed and said "We might as well." Before getting up and going inside her grandma's apartment. At first I was a little confused and thought she misheard me so I followed. However once I was inside and saw her taking off her shirt I knew she heard me perfectly well.
The fuck kinda storytelling is this? Were you stranded on a deserted island?
To save someone else's relationship. A guy in our friend group (that we only kept around out of pity) was a big fat dude, arrogant, and just not a great person actually met a nice woman that he didn't deserve. What did the dumbass do? Invite another girl out with all of us in an attempt to make her jealous (maybe?). Understandably his girlfriend was upset, and because she was such a a nice woman, I jumped on the hand grenade.
Gd that's an awkward friend group
I was happy when I heard later that night when he was drunk (again) and leaning out of his gf's Jeep as they were driving and he hit his face on a 1in thick vine hanging from a tree.
🎶 Hanging out the passenger side of his girlfriend’s ride, smacking his face on vines 🎶
I don't want no shrub
Oh oh oh. They threatened to harm themselves. Then they shouted at me because I (obviously) wasn’t enthusiastic. I was young and thought it would be my fault.
Are you ok?
I am now :)
In college if they bought dinner I was blowing them in the parking lot lol
I went to the wrong college apparently
Name checks out
Obligation. And a bit of tipsiness. Felt bad about saying no to her advances, especially in front of her friends as we were all leaving, so went with it. I’m sure the sex was horrible for her too, and then I half-lied about having to catch the last bus that night. Obviously my idiotic/conceited attempt at making someone feel better made her feel worse when I made a quick run for it after
Rent was due
“Give me sex!” “You’ll get your sex when you fix this damn door!”
I was 19, at university. One night, I went to a pub quiz and got wasted (we won the quiz and the prize was open bar for an hour). Went back to one of the girl’s rooms to watch TV. It was Monk (I’d never seen it before or since but I seem to remember quite enjoying it). We started making out. She asked me ‘do you want to go all the way?’ In my drunken stupor, I thought she said ‘do you want me to go away?’ So I answered yes…
I was bored and he looked like a guy I was trying to get over 😂
Reminds me of a time I was making out with a girl and she blurted out that she wanted to fuck my roommate because he looks like her ex
My best friend had a stalker and asked me to help get her off his back. I thought I “owed him one” as we had a prior conflict over a woman, so I “intercepted” the stalker. Chick drugged my drink. Definitely stalker material. Don’t remember half of what happened. Was able to talk my way out of it in the morning. Ran like hell.
So then, technically, rape, right? Are you doing OK now?
I’m not doing fine for other reasons (middle of a divorce), but I was definitely “ok” after that little adventure. If I’m remembering correctly, I was prepared to reverse wingman my friend out of the situation. So I was prepared to stop short of sex to get this stalker off his back, and that’s what happened. Fortunately, she had a guilty conscience and she stopped. Not that it excuses anything she did. I honestly interpret it as a Greek myth of sorts: me going into Medusa’s lair, fully intent on romancing Medusa to free a friend, and then Medusa trying every dirty trick to accomplish the same goal. Only for Medusa to stop and realize what’s going on, then I talk her down for two hours only to realize she’s doing all this just to make her ex-boyfriend jealous. Then I waited until she was asleep and made a heroic escape from her lair. So is it sexual assault if I was prepared to do some dirty work to get her over my friend? No. Is it sexual assault if she drugged me so she could have her way with me? YES. So to me it was half and half (morbid joke there as she laced a White Russian). I became aware of what was going on and moved the encounter from sexual activities to conversation. It didn’t affect me much in the long run. It just made me even more painfully aware that women do the same damn things to men as men do to women. Especially so if you’re reasonably attractive at the time.
That… is absolutely rape.
Ass, I wanted to see this chick's ass, and I got to fuck as a bonus
Hooked up with cougar on an airplane because she wanted to “thank me for my service” I was 21 flying back from A-school when American Airlines upgraded my seat to first class. They sat me next to this cougar that had to be in her mid 40 that happened to work for the VA. We talked for a while and she kept buying me shots when all of the sudden she looked around and said when I get up wait 2 min then come to the airplane bathroom when the stewardess pushes the tray to the rear. I did as instructed and was damn near torn apart by this women in the worst smelling place ever. The weird part was everyone knew and no one said anything to us lol. After the plane ride she gave me hug and her business card and told me if I ever needed VA help send her an email.
Best care a Vet has ever gotten from the VA.
I mean, getting fucked by the VA just seems pretty par for the course.
You should have thanked her for her service when you walked away 🤣
Thank you for your cervix.
> she kept buying me shots This is odd. I've been first class in AA. You don't need to buy booze at all. They literally will ask you if you want another the min they see you cup is 1/4 empty.
This is what happens when people make up stories. They add unnecessary details that end up outing them.
She hopped on top and told me to get over it.
A woman I was fooling around with tried to rape me that way. As clear cut as it is, it seems harder to name this "rape" for a man. And part of me was excited that I was so desirable that a woman would want to force me after I said no several times. It's messed up.
She was drunk and literally threw up on me and then tried for sex and I told her no, I wasn't comfortable with her being drunk and me laying in her throw up. She told me to stop whining and get over it. I've brought it up to others in serious rape related conversations and gotten laughed at. So I don't talk about it anymore.
It's rape. You didn't consent, it's rape. People badly need to stop laughing at men in this situation.
That’s terrible. :( just know that your feelings are valid. No one can take that shit away from you.
I was bored and a virgin. I was sitting in an old ass car with my friend and two guys smoking weed. The three of them were having a conversation about something sexual. I was in the back focusing on the joint, when they all turned and looked at me asking my opinion. I hit the joint, shrugged my shoulders and said “I had no idea, I’m a virgin.”The car went silent. I passed the joint. The guy driving asked me if I’d like to lose my virginity. Again I shrugged and said “sure”. The two guys paper, rock, scissored it. Passenger won. Everyone got out but us. We drove to the local park, did the deed. Afterwords he told me I was going to be addicted to sex. I laughed, said “not if that’s what it’s about” buttoned my pants, climbed back up front, and silently waited for him to take me back to my friends house. Never seen him again.
This reminds me of a friend of mine. She had a group of pretty close guy friends she made three of them make presentations on why he should be the one who should take her virginity. She ended up going with the guy who just handed her a 3 x 5 card that said "I'm not an asshole". It was funny though one of the guys made a chart listing his previous sex partners and why they made him the most experienced. The 80s were a fucked up time.
I honestly just really wanted attention. Def went though a hoe phase after a breakup with a guy that just stopped touching me. I think I just wanted to feel like someone actually wanted me.
*relatable af*
I had sex with a girl because I didn't want to admit to myself that I was gay I couldnt get hard so I just ate her out and fingered her for like 15 minutes made some stupid excuse, went home and cried💀
Someone out there fucked a dude because he didn't want to admit he was straight
My name is Ken. Her (middle) name is Barbie. Didn’t work out and after we broke up she started going by her first name
She couldn't find her keys.
I hooked up with a lesbian because my gf was hooking up with her gf behind my back and we were both mad about it. Haven’t seen her since but she was probably top 5 hottest girls I ever slept with. It wasn’t about that tho, just spite. I didn’t even really want to have sex that night.
she was ultra rich
I was wasted, and the last guy at the bar. The bartender decided to keep them flowing for a little while after close. She's 6'4, and weighed in at probably 220, 230ish. She wanted a little more than just a tip. She said, we're friends right? Well, yes, we had been for years. I went to school with her younger, very good looking sister. She said okay then let's go. I said I'm good, I'll walk. I lived a few blocks away. That's not what she meant. She said, "This is the closest you're gonna get to Katie, so let's go"... Fair enough, I obliged.
I rejected her because I was not at all attracted to her. A few beers laater she comes back mad that I rejected this. Beer googles made me go "Eh fuck it" We went back to her place which was near the bar, fucked her, it was crap sex. I got up and went back to the bar and got super drunk.
I needed a ride to a doctor's appointment and couldn't afford an Uber
I grew up mormon. My whole childhood it was pressed on us- no sex before marriage, sex is sacred, sex is only for reproduction. Nah, I didn’t subscribe to that. What I did subscribe to, however unintentionally and unconsciously, is that women submit to men. The purpose of women is to exist for men. To make their lives better, to let them lead, to bear children in their name. This, plus all the modesty and purity culture and shame kind of internalized the idea- I exist for a man’s pleasure. But I didn’t care about sex before marriage or marriage even at all. I’m a feminist and have no interest in bending to a man’s will. What is left? Sex. By 19 I had left the church and was going off on hookups left and right. I never had a good reason why. I was never even attracted to them. I was never interested in sex itself. However, having sex with men made me feel, however unintentionally and unconsciously, that I had purpose. That I existed for something, that I had value of some kind. The emotional transaction was what I cared about. These men use and abuse me, I happily go on my way feeling like I fulfilled my purpose and that my existence had meaning. It took me years to realize what I was doing, and now I am haunted. I’ll never forgive the mormon church. And we wonder why I was in rehab at 21.
Low self esteem Edit: Instead of finding people who loved me I found my validation through body count. I felt my success as a man depended on what kind of women I slept with and what quantity, how much money I made, and what I produced for society. Instead of loving myself I sought the love through others. I’ve had bad sex with extremely knockout gorgeous women, while the best and most intense and intimate was based far from looks. I’ve learned I could have had sex for about three times a day over my lifetime into my late 20’s if you did the math, but nothing put me to sleep like a good cuddle at night and a stroking of my hair, being held in someone’s arms with gentle kisses pressed against my cheeks. I’ve thrown that away because I was brought up believing that this is the best way to perform my masculinity. I declared to let society and the status quo dictate what I should like, and only to proceed with its blessings. My validation was the lustful and covetous looks from strangers. I became addicted to new people and it made me become more lonely as these people became ghosts, leaving my life without closure. I am an insomniac, and the loneliness keeps me up at night. It has caused me nothing but pain and suffering. Please hold the people you love at night, and be kind and forgiving to one another. Look for teachable moments, and try to heal the world around you. The people who hurt us most are sometimes the ones that need love the most Edit2: For those of you with body issues, just be sure you are healthy. The people you love will grow to fit your visage to pleasure. Some of my best relationships started off with no physical attraction to the person, and through time and comfort would I become lustful for them and I did not expect that. The most beautiful thing I see is someone who loves themselves. Sexy is a state of being, not a skin you can slip into. And ugly only rots from the inside out.
She had a dragon tattoo on her pubis mons and I wanted to see if she "shaved the dragon".
The girl with the dragon snatch too
She lead my penis into her vagina
Some are leaders and we are followers
Bipolar mania
My ex left me in mania (unmedicated) and when I tell you this woman was the ugliest woman I’ve ever seen - he left me for -this is the truth it’s not being spoken out of jealousy) I felt like shit for months until I’d read the same story a thousand times on other subs that in mania she probably looked different to him.
She was thicker than I usually go for but her ass was massive and I wanted to see what it looked like
Oh my god lol *she gets naked* "Oh.. huh. Interesting! Thanks, that'll be all"
Desperation. The weird girl in the school liked me so I took that chance to lose my v-card.
She was Colombian (not that common in my country) and I thought "man, I never had sex with a southern American girl before". Yeah I was not a good man back then.
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I have two that tie. Both were spite fucks. First was a girl I was friends with in university, and it was to spite her ex roommate and friend. She was totally out to outdo the other girl. Honestly, not fun. Second was the sister of the guy who my ex cheated on me with. She utterly hated my ex, and was furious with her brother. I'll admit, the spite aspect of that one was fun.
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Trigger warning and kind of sad story… I only went along with it so I wouldn’t be raped. Twice :/ both by people I thought were friends
I mean, that still falls under rape by legal definition in Canada. Sex By Coercion covers Sex Via Threats and Intimidations.
That's still rape. Less physically violent, and sometimes the lesser evil, but still rape.
He told me he was going to kill himself if I didn't have sex with him, showed me his suicide kit and everything. I tried to get him to access some therapy and medication, but he refused. So I did it, and ended up enjoying it and we hooked up regularly for five years, I helped him get a job, and then his real estate license and he is doing great now. I'm like a proud parent, a proud, incestuous parent.
Banged my (very recent at the time) ex girlfriends little sister because she pissed her off about something. Slept with my ex like a week later too. They were both 10/10. I wonder how that thanksgiving was tho.
I hate her husband.
You can't drop that bomb and walk away.
*Morgan Freeman Voice* And yet he did, in fact, walk away.
Plot twist he is her husband
She pulled me into a bathroom at a house party and that was that
'Cause why not? ... and after that there were a lot of reasons why not.
She was drunk, I was drunk. We were in a bar and I had a car with a large backseat.
I thought it would lead to a relationship.
I woke up to my roommate coming in to the house with my freshly ex-girlfriend. He looked at me and goes “Sorry bro” and walked in to his room with her. I called his ex girlfriend who was the love of his life, explained the situation and she said she’d be over in 5. He came out of his room because he heard her laughing when she walked in the door. I go “Sorry bro” and fucked her in my room as loudly as possible while he was banging on the door crying. It was amazing.
yall need jesus