NeoGAF Anonymous Confessions 2015 - Bare Your Burdens

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I actually prefer the horrifying ordeals, petty teenage crap and scumbag confessions to sex stories. You can find lurid sex stories everywhere and they don't really make you feel anything. Sex is something that most of us have in common; throwing your friend under the bus to save your job is not. I want to be disgusted!

Embarrassing stories of sexual encounters gone wrong are fine though
Yeah, that job confession was tough to read and left me pretty disgusted.
 
I'm not sure if this is a confession or what, but it's interesting...

i try to make it go away, but i still think about it

i can't stop thinking about it

i see it sometimes and wonder what it would feel like

i grip it tight and bring it close, but never too close

i think about it for days and days sometimes

and sometimes, there's nothing more in the world i could want to feel

when it touches your heart and you feel the pulse

when you know that it has come

there's nothing more that i would want just to have it sometimes

nothing more at all

just nothing

maybe it could go beyond thoughts

and that truth scares me sometimes

but i don't know anymore what i can do to stop it

it enters my mind nearly every moment now

and i can't stop thinking about it
 
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Someone's a bit too excited for The Force Awakens.

I'm not sure if this is a confession or what, but it's interesting...

This feels like one of cryptic messages you see on Facebook where they're trying to call someone out without it being obvious.
 
A follow up from Trigger Warning 1 - Darkness

I'm surprised my confession was received in a "get help" way instead of a "hahaha that's pathetic" way. I've thought about getting help but I'm scared. One of the family members who did this to me was a heavy drug user when he did these things to me as a child, he changed into a different and scary person when he used, and he even offered me all kinds too but I at least avoided the drugs most of the time. The reason I'm scared is because I don't want to cause my family any trouble. I know about confidentiality but the things that happened were not legal so I don't want anyone to get into trouble, especially since the person is a lot better now. They are off the drugs for 10+ years now and they haven't spoken a word of what happened when I was a child. I still feel uncomfortable around them but I have forgiven them even if it's really fucked up.
 
I think GAF can laugh at jerks and people without any serious problem, but never will with someone who has passed through what you have.
You can look for help without telling that person and if you really think he is ok now, you've forgiven him and don't want to cause him any trouble, you don't need to tell him neither tell the therapist who abused you. Just do it in secret.
 
Public confession:

3 1/2 years after graduation, I'm still not completely over my high school crush, I haven't seen or spoken to her since our graduation. Even to this day she's one of the most beautiful people I have ever met, inside and out. I tried multiple times to make our friendship more than a friendship, to no success. After those attempts, our friendship became sour, and it was completely my fault. There was a time (after graduation) where I resented her, I put everything that went wrong in our brief friendship on her, and that wasn't fair on her. To be honest, I still feel a little resentment towards her, for other reasons than her rejecting me, and I know it's completely inappropriate. I don't think about her much, but once in a while she pops into my thoughts, hell, the reason I'm writing this is because last night I had a dream where I vented out all my feelings towards her, needless to say, it's been one of those days. I tell myself that if I ever run into her somehow, I won't even look at her direction, but I'm not sure if I'm strong enough not to.
 
Public confession:

3 1/2 years after graduation, I'm still not completely over my high school crush, I haven't seen or spoken to her since our graduation. Even to this day she's one of the most beautiful people I have ever met, inside and out. I tried multiple times to make our friendship more than a friendship, to no success. After those attempts, our friendship became sour, and it was completely my fault. There was a time (after graduation) where I resented her, I put everything that went wrong in our brief friendship on her, and that wasn't fair on her. To be honest, I still feel a little resentment towards her, for other reasons than her rejecting me, and I know it's completely inappropriate. I don't think about her much, but once in a while she pops into my thoughts, hell, the reason I'm writing this is because last night I had a dream where I vented out all my feelings towards her, needless to say, it's been one of those days. I tell myself that if I ever run into her somehow, I won't even look at her direction, but I'm not sure if I'm strong enough not to.

Love has gotten me nowhere but backwards in life. Still gonna keep trying though, something good has to be in there somewhere. Put that energy into someone who appreciates you when you have the chance.
 
Sister Booty Man is back.

Since Irishmantis wanted another story, here is one. Last month, she invited me to go to one of those amusement park Halloween events, because they had an extra ticket because someone bailed or something. At the beginning of one particular maze, you had to wait behind like a gate. The monster on the other side scared her so bad she jumped back a bit. I just so happened to be standing directly behind her so when she jumped back her ass smashed all up on my dick. Since I have this desire to fuck her ass, that's all I could think about while walking though the maze. Good thing it was dark because it would've been awkward to explain to everyone why I was walking around with an erection. Thankfully, it went away by the end of the maze.

I was thinking about it but I kind of wonder if my fascination with my sister's ass didn't start when I was younger and just sat in my subconscious until she returned with a big booty. One time when we were kids, I was sitting backwards on a rocking chair and she was right behind it. I don't remember if I was looking at it beforehand or what, but I remember putting my hand on the top of the chair, stuck my finger out straight, and rocked forward, or backwards depending on how you look at it, and poked her in the butt. She turned around and I played it off like it was an accident.

Also, that guy earlier whose sister fucked him and didn't like it, totally not me.

Your sister smashed her butt into your dick on Halloween, the sexiest night of the year.


Jeeeeeeesus wept
 
Ahahah thanks for making this thread a reality Jesus!

I'm beyond addicted! Still, Sister Booty Man you better find some girl with a booty like your sister, i think you are on the tipping point. Best of luck!

What if he calls out sisters name in the sack though? Future confession? Or would he ever own up to that?
 
What if he calls out sisters name in the sack though? Future confession? Or would he ever own up to that?

That will be the moment he realizes that it was just not the booty that attracted him to her. But her being his sister. He will tell the lady friend that he can't do it.. not with her. Will run back in a storm at night all the way back home. Burst into his sister bedroom all wet and ask her to do it! She will looked shocked, relieved, and turned on.... since it was a stormy night... and thats the last we'll ever hear for a while from him.
 
Sister bootyman..... Bumped all up on your dick during a halloween event, maintained his erection until it went away. If your life was a porno or horror flick, things would have been happening that night.
 
Public confession:

3 1/2 years after graduation, I'm still not completely over my high school crush, I haven't seen or spoken to her since our graduation. Even to this day she's one of the most beautiful people I have ever met, inside and out. I tried multiple times to make our friendship more than a friendship, to no success. After those attempts, our friendship became sour, and it was completely my fault. There was a time (after graduation) where I resented her, I put everything that went wrong in our brief friendship on her, and that wasn't fair on her. To be honest, I still feel a little resentment towards her, for other reasons than her rejecting me, and I know it's completely inappropriate. I don't think about her much, but once in a while she pops into my thoughts, hell, the reason I'm writing this is because last night I had a dream where I vented out all my feelings towards her, needless to say, it's been one of those days. I tell myself that if I ever run into her somehow, I won't even look at her direction, but I'm not sure if I'm strong enough not to.

You are looking in the wrong direction. You need to work on yourself, move forward and get away from this girl mentally. As cool as you think she is, I guarantee there are even cooler girls out there. If you work on yourself, they might even want you romantically. Don't waste these incredible years where you are brimming with energy and potential looking back on your adolescence.
 
Okay, we'll leave the darkness asides for later this week, and instead, dear reader, I present to you this young individual's dilemma:

I'm torn between my extreme and perverse sexual appetite and my desire to have a normal, loving relationship and family life.

I feel like I'm two people, and these two people absolutely cannot meet in the middle or exist peacefully. One side of me craves the romance, love and growth that comes with a healthy relationship and family life. I've been with my partner for a few years, and we have a fantastic life together and I'm really looking forward to starting a family with her. I love her to death and wouldn't trade what we have for the world. I'm very family oriented and my family loves her and she loves/needs them.

The other side however, craves something a bit different. I want to explore every nook, cranny, fetish and perversion the world has to offer. There's almost nothing that doesn't interest me sexually, and I want to try it all. I want to do it with both genders and everything inbetween, multiple people, fluids, toys, equipment etc...hell I'd even include an animal or two along the way. There's literally no sexual act or fetish outside of children that doesn't, at the very least, get me curious enough to give it a shot, and some of the ones that really get me going are depraved as fuck.

What bothers me is I absolutely cannot reconcile these two aspects of myself. I cannot maintain the family life, emotional bonding and mutual beneficence of a "normal" relationship and the types of extreme sexual depravity that I also want. If I go for the latter, I sacrifice any hope of having the former, and if I go for the former, I feel like I'll regret not doing "enough" on my deathbed.

And this isn't a case of "Just talk to your partner about your kinks" kind of thing. The type of shit I want to engage in would make it impossible for me to love or respect the person I'm with on the level that I currently do. I like going on dates, hanging out with family and friends, and doing the romantic stuff.

But I'm also down to spend a weekend tied up on the floor of some sex club covered in the bodily fluids of multiple strangers.

So yeah, I'm fucked but happy either way and I don't know what to do about it.

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That feeling of 'not enough' will either go away, or you will implode in the most debauched, horniest way possible.
 
Trigger Warning III:

My best friend growing up took advantage of me sexually for years, both as a willing and unwilling participant. He coerced me into continuing on numerous occasions and was a master manipulator. It started prior to puberty, in elementary school, and ended in eighth grade when he moved away. I don't even remember the first time it happened. It was always one sided and was both oral and anal. I spoke up about it when I was in high school and since he had been so likeable, was called a liar and much worse. Somehow, no one ever found out about it before I came clean. I have no idea if his parents ever found out.

FYI, I'm a guy and it is still fucking with me, but I'm in a healthier place.

That guy was not your friend. He was a bastard and I hope something horrible happened to him.

I'm glad you're in a better place now.
 
I have 2 confessions to make.

Once when I was having a sleep over with a friend. When the lights were off, I took out my dick, used a torch to make its shadow appear on the wall and called it Quackers while making quacking sounds.

I have no idea why I did this.

Second confession involves the same friend. In primary school, he dared me to go into the girls bathroom. I did. No one was there. I did my business. Then I left.

I was the type of person when I was a child to do something if I was dared to.

What if he'd dared you to play with Quackers in the middle of the girls' locker room?

You'd have been expelled.
 
What if he'd dared you to play with Quackers in the middle of the girls' locker room?

You'd have been expelled.

By "did your business" you had better mean masturbate. Because everyone deserves to masturbate in a women's bathroom at least once. Wait, oh shit-
 
Crazy fetishes confessor..... I'm going to be that guy and say it's either or. You choose one and stay with it and remove the fetishes completely (besides some that your wife can maybe help you out with) or vice versa. Like NTGYK said, if you don't choose you're gonna implode.

That dude was not your friend. No real friend will abuse and manipulate their friend(s) like that. Happy to hear that you are in a happier place in life now Confessor!

Lol using your dick as a shadow puppet, nice one Confessor. I wonder how many other dares you did as a kid and teenager Confessor.
 
Fetishist Confessor, pick one. You either keep a loving family, or live your life experiencing whatever crazy stuff you want. Make a conscious choice. I'd go for the family, but that's just me.

(By the way, could you forward some of those crazy/depraved fetishes in another confession? I'm genuinely curious!)

Trigger Warning III:



That guy was not your friend. He was a bastard and I hope something horrible happened to him.

I'm sorry that happened to you! I can't even begin to fathom how that messed you up.

I'm glad you're in a better place now. If karma exists, the piece of shit that did it to you, will have it coming for him.

What if he'd dared you to play with Quackers in the middle of the girls' locker room?

You'd have been expelled.

Quacking like Donald Duck? Like a normal duck? Am i missing something?
 
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