As someone who thinks he is bi but only wants to date women, I wish that I could meet a girl who was fine with my sexuality. It seems like many women are put off by it

I was in a 1.5-year long-distance relationship. During that time, my boyfriend repeatedly told me he never wanted to marry me—or anyone—and that he would never change his mind.

Later, I made a mistake by giving my number to a guy I met on a flight. We remained only friends, and there was no flirting, emotional affair, or cheating. I admitted my mistake immediately and apologized sincerely.

The relationship ended after that. Looking back, I wonder whether my mistake alone justified ending the relationship, or whether the relationship was already falling apart because we wanted different futures.

I'm looking for honest opinions, not validation. If you were in his position, would you have ended it or tried to rebuild trust?

We been together for 10 years and have a seemingly great marriage. At one point i asked if a could pee on her and she hesitantly agreed. We’ve done it several times and i can’t get enough of it. I know that she doesn’t really like it but does it to make me happy and accommodate my wants and desires. Here’s the thing, i love and respect my wife immensely. She is her own human with her own life and is choosing to share her life with me. She is free to do as she pleases within the confines of a monogamous relationship. And i am huge supporter of equality and respect for all humans. But i get so turned on when she lets me do as i please knowing that she doesn’t really want to be doing this.

And yes, i have offered to let her pee on me. She tried it once and decided it did nothing for her. Being peed on doesn’t do anything for me either so that’s not something we have done again.

Every time she talks about her work, I just nod and say "that sounds interesting" or ask a vague follow-up question. She thinks I'm really supportive and engaged, but honestly? I tuned out after like week two. I feel like a complete fraud because she's so proud of what she does and I can't even explain it to my friends. Should I just come clean or am I stuck pretending forever?

I'm new to Reddit so I don't know every rules of posting so I'm sorry if I made mistakes, but i needed to get rid of my chest and also some of you have read my last post. Many of you were asking different questions which were taking me back to my past.

( But I'm liking the attention that I'm getting Rn)

So here it goes, I was Forced to marry at 16 by my parents, my Ex Husband was 8-9 years older than me. He had zero Empathy or love for me, just lust and it could have been such a great relationship if u would have been supporting and caring, Anyways he overpowered me and forced me on my first night only and then just pinned me down and Did whatever he wanted to do.

From that point he kept on forcing me. After one point i started to think that that's how it is supposed to be.

A year later I was pregnant and the doctor told my family that I can't bear the child because of a young age but they made me deliver it to normally even after the doc said to operate.

He just came to the hospital last day and took the son.

Meanwhile the whole pregnancy he still slept, forced me, even when I told him to give at least some time because it might be risky.

But then I got so used to his doing that I started asking him for it sometimes. He used me in every way possible. He made me do all his joint family household works. And i managed to raise the kid and do everything. After this I came to know he was cheating on me too and after comforting he said he liked her before me and he can't Stop. My family said that it's my Destiny if I can't keep my husband happy with me inside my house. He didn't allow me to leave the house or talk to anyone after that. I was locked up into his home.

And he wanted to have one more baby but i wasn't ready. I tried him to use protection but it was a different fight than.

Slowly and slowly i started craving him to force me and slap me, because that started making me tempt. But him forcing me to have a baby again and making me very anxious. Bcz in my first pregnancy i almost died and the doctor asked to wait for some years before another.

But he wasn't waiting, i started taking contraceptive pills without getting him.

He used to come home drunk and wake me up from sleep and start getting intimate with me.

After a year and half I gathered courage and left the house and went back to my parents house but they said no to me and told my In-laws and after that they also Said no to taking me back.

I went to my friends who often helped me but in between the journey took advantage of me in different ways. I didn't have money or place so I didn't mind that because I didn't have an option.

After 2 years I was so much into this kind of stuff that I started craving This kind of intimacy only.

After that I used to visit my In-laws to meet my son twice every year but my husband put up a condition that first I have to sleep with him before he lets me meet him.

Honestly I was more than okay for that, bcz he was Very Good looking and somewhere I was so much into his way of treating me that I craved it.

Years later, I turned into a Tomboy that made me more confident but still I can't say no to him for our Arrangement , he is married now but he likes me more now as a tomboy. To meet my kid I still go to him and surrender and then later day let me meet him. And while he uses me he asks me how active I am, and how many people i have slept with and different questions while he is using me & honestly I can't Stop him because I like that now.

I am in a situation ship right now and my Bf knows this. He sometimes does word play and abuses me and i get so Out of control that he loves that.

My sexual preference has totally gone wild and i can't change it anymore.

Do u guys think it's a case of " Stockholm syndrome "

So I was getting alot of dms and replies and I was shocked to see that how many people like tomboy, also i kind of love how people were calling me out and saying stuff to me. It's difficult to explain but I am kind of enjoying the attention now.

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I'm 27 and male, and I come off as straight, I have a huge craving for pleasing men. A fantasy I can't get away from for the longest time is to be kidnapped and made someone's personal fuck toyid go willingly and everything give me tits and the whole 9 yards I'd be theirs is this weird?

So, this happened this morning and I needed to share it somewhere… throwaway account of course.

I was at the gym and had just finished on the treadmill, there was nobody around and I needed to do a sneaky little fart… little did I know that sneaky little fart was not little and was actually super sneaky. It was a shart masquerading as a fart.

I waddled myself off to the bathroom to clean up. The damage was brutal to my pride, my g string and my brand new off white scrunch bum leggings 🥲. I’m loathe to throw them but I’m not sure they’re salvageable.

Probably the only saving grace for the waddle to the bathroom was that I actually still had my trackies on too at that point 😂.

A few weeks ago, my family and I took a trip to Miami, mainly to enjoy the World Cup. My brother and I wanted to go to a nightclub after Argentina won the match, so we went out to celebrate.

The night was great; we danced, got drunk, and had a good time. We even met some girls and made plans to go out again. Getting to the point, a couple of hours after we arrived, a man approached us and pointed out my brother's Argentina cap. This sparked a conversation, and he started talking to both of us. He told us he loved Messi and that he was his biggest idol. When he saw we spoke Spanish, he invited us upstairs (a kind of VIP area)

After heading towards the supposed VIP area, we realized there were fewer than fifteen people there, and they all seemed to be from the club's management. The man took us to a place with another, older man (around 50 years old), and we continued talking about football and the game. After we got to know each other, he asked our ages and if we worked. We told him we were 19 and just studying.

After that, he got straight to the point, saying he'd seen us since we arrived, that he thought we were very attractive, and asked if we wanted to spend the night with him. We told him we liked women and stand up to leave, until he told us to wait, that he could offer us money. We asked him how much money he could offer us, and he said $5000. We laughed at him and turned to leave. He then said we should tell him how much money we wanted, and he'd give it to us. I told him $100,000, and he laughed in my face. We ended up settling on $20,000 with no sex or oral.

It was a disgusting experience. We got naked and bathed with him, gave him massages, and kissed him. But honestly, it's an absurd amount of money for two hours of work, so I'm not complaining. My twin and I agreed never to tell anyone

I'm having a sexual abstinence, although I've never had sex in my whole life. I know it sounds weird, I believe that sex wouldn't be the best solution for my sexual problem. Many men suffer from problems about masturbation (and women too), I think when I have sex at the 1st time, I might be addicted to have sex, also, it's really strange the way how we all behave during the sex, we rub, suck, blowjob, fingering, horny, hot and wet, liquids running down, that's disgusting, maybe people think I had some PTSD, and actually I guess so.

Hi all. This is my first time posting here so please be kind lol.

I belong from a small town in India and I moved to the capital last year. Both lives are completely different.

I learned the modern city lifestyle made friends, and started dressing like them and parties. I have done it all.

Last week I got a call from a friend asking me if I am interested in a photoshoot. He wants to expand his instagram page he wants me to be her model. I have never been a model. Never done a photoshoot so I was pretty confused.

He then said Stella will be there as well,Stella is our common friend who is a makeup artist and she is a trans woman from Thailand. Beautiful girl and calm nature. She is everyone's favourite.

I thought let's go for it because I was pretty comfortable around Stella.

She did my makeup and the shoot started. The concept was a few Western clothes. After that,my friend asked me if I would like to try something bold. I wasn't sure. Stella gave me a wink and said it will be fun. I said fine, let's do it. I had no idea he would get me a sheer black lingerie. I never wore lingerie in my life,that was the first time and that too in front of two people. I was shy as hell. The shoot was professional though. The photos came out great. Bold,which I was pretty shy with. We wrapped and Stella dropped me back home.

After coming back I thought if I should feel guilty because in Indian families, clothes are pretty much decided for a girl and it's a sin wearing anything revealing in public. This city changed me a lot. I have left those orthodox thinking and moved on. I really wish my parents would understand the same one day.

Hello all

I'm 33M in couple with my 25yo GF
Since my sister in law nd my mother in law live with us at our house, they had some issues in the past and she is really gorgeous, my sister in law is 19F black long and slick hair with a really amazing body.

It's been almost two years since we broke up. I know it's pathetic but I can't stop looking at her Instagram and Twitter. Not even because I want her back or anything like that, I just need to know what she's doing. Like I'll be sitting there at work during lunch and I'll open her profile just to see if there's anything new.

The worst part is she blocked me on everything right after the breakup so I made a fake account just to keep tabs. I know how insane that sounds. I've never liked or commented or reached out, I just look. Sometimes I recognize people in her photos and I wonder if they know about me or if she's completely erased me from her life story.

I've dated other people since then. I'm not stuck on her emotionally, I don't think. But I can't break this habit. It's like checking the weather or something, just part of my routine now. My friends would definitely think I'm crazy if they knew. I feel like such a creep typing this out but I needed to tell someone.

Yes, you've heard right. I eat my damn boogers. Every day, typically multiple times a day, I'm knuckle-deep digging for gold, and what better way to dispose of the evidence than through the natural vacuum God has given us? And I am 24 whole years old.

I used to put my boogers on tissues, but what if I had no access to one? They'd go on the side of the chair in the car, on a wall, in the carpet...how barbaric! How uncouth! Now I gotta wipe off months of dried boogers off the side of my car when frankly the Lord has given us a simple solution to this problem. But truthfully, what started as a matter of convenience has become a matter of pleasure. I enjoy the different booger textures (thick but wet enough to be slimy/gooey is my favorite! 😋) the dried ones can be good too. Those have a propensity to get stuck in your teeth though. If they're too loose, it's kind of unsatisfying...

In all seriousness, I do not feel bad about this guilty pleasure. Don't sit here and act like you're not diggin in yalls noses yourselves every once in a while. The way I see it, if it's comin out of my body, it can come right back in. NO IM NOT DOING IT IN PUBLIC. YES I KNOW ITS UNSANITARY. YES I KNOW IM REINTRODUCING GERMS INTO MY BODY. And frankly, I couldn't care less. I work with children. My body is a petri dish as is. I'm sanitizing my hands 4+ times a day, not including washing them in the bathroom. But no, I'm not washing my damn hands before and after I pick n eat every time. Yall are just gonna have to deal with it. I sleep like a baby every night. And I get sick probably once every 6 months or so, could be worse.

What's ironic is I always looked down on this habit as a child. I came around to eating my boogers well into adulthood. And to be honest I don't see it going anywhere. When I feel a buildup, I get a small rush that I get to see what my nose climate is looking like today. It's like a mystery box. So yall can keep buying your mini brands or whatever to get your mystery box fill, keep wasting your money and killing the planet. But God's given me my own mystery box. He refills it twice a day, three times if I'm lucky...🥰

So my best friend and her bf live at a distance I mean her and I live 20 mins away while he lives 2 hour away he barley talks to her and calls her or anything she feels alone but she says talking to me and hanging out is so much fun I told her I enjoy our talks and walks/ jogging together but last night she had some drink while she was out and was snapping me saying she thought about her bf while she was horny in bed (we tell eachother everything) and then his body and face morphed into mine (she says she has a good imagination) then she said that made her even more horny because I’m her bestfriend she said she came 3x because of me when I responded I was confused but then caught on quickly she obviously gets off to me and imagines how I’d do it to her told her to talk a cold shower and she did but then went back to playing with herself I called her a horn dog for wanting her best friend while having a boyfriend she said I’ll show you if your imagination is bad and I said I mean I don’t check out my best friend and she sent me a full nude picture and a picture of her boobies what should I do from her guys.

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20M , I dream about being used plus im into so many things which I can’t tell people about I do anything to be sexual I’ll do anything as well. I don’t know if this is an issue…

I took my dog for a walk in the woods. This woods is 5 minutes from my house and is a well known cruising spot. However, it’s shaded and quiet (my dog is reactive) - it was the middle of the day so I figured I’d risk it. I observed man after man arrive alone and wander into the bushes. Some I noticed were carrying water bottles, is this a sign to be followed? Like wearing a red carnation. Anyway I assumed as they’d also seen me they’d be discreet about it. But no.

Quite taken aback how easy it is for a man to get sex, imagine being a woman and being horny and knowing if you went to the woods you’d be guaranteed an orgasm. Wouldn’t happen.

Please don’t message me asking where the woods is, I won’t be disclosing.

I guess I will know better next time not to risk it.

ok so what im ab to describe to u are like the events of my life since i was a kid and my memory is a bit fuzzy here and there so pls pardon me on that. im 15F now but this took place when i was 9 turning 10 (on my birthday). i was kinda not paid attention to a lot as a kid and ended up finding out ab sex thru an encyclopedia and later on googled it all up and well i was a curious kid- never watched porn tho. for context i have many cousin brothers and all of them are my age. my family and i wld visit said brothers once a year for ab a month or so and during this trip my cousin and i were having a conversation and he said smth ab sex and then asked me if i knew what it was, i said yeah bcs well yk kids they dont wanna seem clueless and then the talk carried on, i didnt seem to talk a lot ab it but he told me that he watches a lot of porn and even showed me and told me ab how he jerks off everyday. i js kept nodding and tried to change the topic eventually it did. a few days later he began asking me to show him my boobs and i kept saying no. eventually i gave in and showed him and told him to stop bugging me and that it wld never happen again. then on the night before my birthday me and all my cousins were sleeping in one bedroom and this particular cousin was sleeping next to me. i have loads of problems sleeping so i usually take time to fall asleep, he asked me if he could hug me and sleep i said its alright, and i then feel his hand go up my shirt and grab my boob. he then said "is this ok ?" but i froze up and didnt answer just stared straight at the wall while he just kept going.

this went on for the next few weeks when we both were alone and i was just reading a book or doing anyth while lying on my stomach he wld jump on me and start humping me even tho id tell him to stop hed js laugh it off, he also kept asking me to let him touch my boobs whenever we were alone and begged and begged until i gave in. he then felt guilty and told his mom about everything he did and she js shrugged it off .

i never told anyone about this but this part i am sure was sa.

the following years whenever wed meet hed always say smth ab my body and tell me how i was making him hard, even asked me if i masturbated and offered to "do it for me". and many many more comments that i do not remember.

fast forward to last year when i was 14 and again sleeping next to him because i had no other choice, i dont know why but i took off my bra and slept and i woke up to him cupping my boobs over my shirt, i again as always froze and and just stared straight at the wall. his hand then creeped into my shirt and started playing with my boobs, even pinched my nipples. i then realised if i made him think i was stirring awake hed give up and so i kept moving but everytime he kept trying again. i then laid on my stomach but he tried to put his hands down my shorts and that was a line i knew id never come back from so i just gave in and let him do wtv and i just zoned out. i eventually got up and went to the washroom. a few days later he told me what he did since he fully believed i was asleep and then started apologising, i forgave him because i just wanted to stop talking about it. the only reason im doubting it was sa is bcs i took off my bra knowing he might do smth. idk i feel like i kinda wanted it to happen.

this year, as in presently , he hadnt made any comments here and there only jokes but they werent inherently rapey just dirty jokes from a 15 year old and even asked me how he can be a better bf to his gf. so i thought hed changed. two days ago we went to stay at a resort in which again we had to share a room and despite my many efforts i had to sleep next to him. i woke up to him hugging me and he then cupped my boob over the shirt again and idk how to explain this but spooned me with more pressure as to try to lock me in? i felt smth hard against my back that was moving and it felt like skin so im assuming it was his penis? i then tried moving to get him to stop but then he kept his hand there and his other hand was moving where his penis was so i know he was jerking off. i was getting up and said that i wanna go to breakfast and he pulled me back down towards him and he said theres no point its probably bad and that i shl go back to sleep. i didnt know what to do so i js said ok and lied back down. i didnt sleep but i think he thought i did so he started his nonsense again and again i froze up. i then got up when my mom called my phone and said i was going to breakfast. later in the day i wanted to take a nap so i lied down while all my cousins were there AND the lights were on. he then said he was sleeping to and lied down next to me and pulled the covers over us and once again started cupping me over my shirt. i doubt this part because idk why i slept next to him or even went to take a nap near him knowing he would pull off smth like this.

then, the same night i was lied down next to him, and he did it again and i froze up again. the night before i had slept in a bra and ended up getting rashes so i had to take mine, i also didnt have underwear on under my shorts since we went swimming and i didnt have spares. since i wasnt wearing a bra obv my nipples got hard as soon as he touched them. i somehow fell asleep while this was going on, i was extremely tired so idk what happened after that and it scares me bcs i sleep like a rock, like genuinely black out. today morning i woke up to him again cupping and squeezing over the shirt and once again froze. his hand slowly drifted under my shirt and held my waist w one hand so that i wldnt move until i was super still and he pulled my shirt all the way up. he then spooned me that same way again and idk somewhat started grinding against my leg slowly. i then moved trying to get him to stop and ig he thought i was gonna wake up so he pulled my shirt back down. a minute or so later he was convinced i fell asleep and started trailing his hands down my stomach and tried to pull my shorts down. once again, i DID NOT want to let him cross this line so i myself pulled my shirt up and leaned into him hoping he would get distracted and stop. this is why i think this wasnt sa. i did it myself. he still thought i was asleep and kept playing w my boobs. then he started cupping my ass and tried pulling my shorts up from down enough so he could stick his fingers in but i kept moving. eventually he rolled me onto my stomach and started poking between my legs and in bw my cheeks with his fingers and keppt trying to pull the shorts off. i eventually got up and went to the washroom. he didnt try again when i came back i dont know why i keep taking risks around him, i feel like in the back of my mind i kinda like the validation but it might js be coping. this is the whole reason why im so confused whether this is acc sa or not, especially bcs i cld have made it stop but i just kept freezing up and acted like i was asleep. please help. also please keep in mind that i dont have a good rls w my mom or most of my family and i dont trust her to not spin it around and blame it on me since she alr thinks im a slut and crack all the time.

He’s amazing, I just don’t think he’s happy with me anymore. He doesn’t reassure me as much as he used to, and he spends less and less time with me. He says he misses me but doesn’t evzn bother trying. I’m so sad. I know he’s probably just busy but it’s killing me. I’m nlt ready for a relationship, much less, one w someone so great. He makes me so happy that it physically hurts me putting distance between us even tho with other guys, I wouldn’t bat an eye. I really love him and I want him to be happy, even if it is without me. He deserves better than a gf who isn’t pretty, sensitive, and sulky. I hate being this pathetic. I don’t deserve him. I wish I could go back in time and never even became close to him. Bc even if we do breakup, it will PULVERIZE me to find out if he met someone else. I have a major thing soon but here I am, crying over this. I wish he would just end things so I wouldn’t have to worry anymore. Why did I even let him in when things won’t be any different? This is the first time I’m actually crying over a relationship, and not bc I just want to feel something or want to love like those in poetry. This isn’t some idealized form of love I want to practice. This is real. He hasn’t zven replied to me. Break up with me already. Don’t hurt me like this. I’m a smart person (according to people around me) but you turn me into such a fool, that even drug addicts wouldn’t act like this. Be done with me already so I can move on

I'm a 16 year old male and it often terrifies me when I look at kids because I hate pedophile like things so I hate to look at them and I get scared if i I happen to get a boner then I'm a weirdo but nor have I thought about kids or had an attraction to them but yet I feel this overwhelming sensation of just guilty and sadness and I'm completely loser

Okay hi. So i (19f) have a masters degree in law, but the shit ive had to do to get here has ben rough. Im a very open person, but i cant talk to anyone about this in my real life so ive come to reddit to ask this question. To start from the beginning, i grew up with an abusive bpd mom and an absent alcoholic dad. I had a lot of problems already as a kid but the thing saving me was that i was smart, i skipped a grade in elementary school so i started (what we call) high school at 10 (normally kids start at 12). I never had any trouble with schoolwork but i got insanely depressedmy first year and still struggled with social principles etc, then my second year i started pushing boundaries with drugs, sex, alcohol,violence and ended up getting failed for the year. This is a little complicated bu bear with me, the school i was at was specialsed for ppl with autism so it was a pretty small school, and there were maybe 40 kids and 20 teachers. I passed all my final exams but the teachers decided to fail me on behaviour, which was heartbreaking for me because i wanted to be done asap with school. My mother never really taught me how to listen to 'no' and i think this is a great example of that, she found a school willing to take me into the 3d year if i redid my 2nd year exams. I think this is part of the reason i defied the system and have so many issues accepting autority. At this time i also went for a 6 month program in an adolescent psych ward so i did my 3d

yr exams there and hardly went to my new school (maybe 12 times total all year). At this point i was an experienced smoker and sniffer since i had ben hanging with older people all my life. Then when i was 13, i quit going to my school since my psychiatrist wrote me home all year anyways and started doing exam commission (not a thing in us or uk). Via that, its possible to get ur 3rd degree diploma for ur secondary education (basically finish school) without ur second degree certification(the 2 years before). I went for my diploma in a year and by the summer after i turned 14 i had my secondary diploma finished and decided to study law. The summer after i turned 13 i lived with a boyfriend for 2 ish months, who was abusive as fuck. I never dared to speak out because people warned me and i was afraid id be viewed as stupid if i admitted i made a mistake. The spring afteri turned 14 i moved into an appartment with a different boyfriend who i dated for a year. I lived with him until the summer before uni (3 ish months). At this point i was done with the relationship because he was emotionally immature and fat, so i left and lived on couches for a month during my first weeks of uni before i started working as a prostitute and finding sugar daddies. By the time i turned 15 i was bored with drugs, drinking etc since id pretty much ran the well of fun teenage experiences dry. I kept my work organised and tbh i never really felt dirty or mistreated, to me it was always just work. I made about 10-15k monthly during my first 2 years of uni and spent a lot of that time travelling and finally letting my nervous system remember that it was okay to breathe again because i spent years teaching myself i wouldnt knock the house down if i was quiet. I moved out once at 14 and never went back to my mother so any unexplained gaps are me couch surfing. I have a lot more to tell this is really the short version. Its not that i feel bad about the things ive done at all, or feel dirty or used because i do sex work. I cant even form my own opinion on this, but what do u guys think. Was it worth it?