Chicos Confession

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In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog...When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out...But the worst thing I ever done -- I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa -- and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
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loving this one
 

chicoazul said:
Best. Site. Ever.

And for those who know me, the first one would tempt me. I have a long history with animals.
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from that grouphug site...

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My girlfriend does not like it when I cum in her mouth. Because of this she will only give me head up to a point and then finish me with her hand. In return, I do my best to look relaxed so that she doesn’t know I am about to cum. I cum in her mouth and it makes me smile. I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it. I want to cum in her mouth. I feel like she is the insensative one.
 
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I’m a 24 year old virgin, and I haven’t even made physical contact with another human being in six years. If I was faced with the option of giving my life for just a few hours of cuddling, I’d take it. Nobody wants me, though. I feel so isolated and so ******* empty. I may kill myself tonight.
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I was once smashed the foof out of this girl who I met on a corporate course down south. Got wrecked and heavy petted, anyway it was in the days of pre mobile so passed my address on as she said she liked pen pals.

After had finished having our evening fun she confessed she had a boyfriend who she lived with, and started getting teary. But like dead teary to the point where my mate in the room next door thought I was breaching the line of rough stuff/assault. She told me that poetry makes her calm so to tell her a poem. In order to stop me getting arrested (and in my drunken haze thinking of a second dabble) I made up a poem, I cant remember what but it was pathetic and I was paranoid that my mate next door could hear me. She finally stopped howling.

Anyway, post conference went back to a bleak Liverpool in the winter, a female famine was on so when some dirty poems, and graphic stuff really, started coming in the post it stirred my loins. I booked a weekend train to Bristol.

She lived in this boss little apartment with her fella, who I'd presumed she'd split with. I was thinking of making some excuse to get into a B&B on my tod and hit town when her fella left the apartment and she was all over me when the door banged up to all sorts of stuff that was wrong of me but hard to refuse. This carried on all weekend.

I spent some time in Greece that summer, I was slotting all sorts to be honest fuelled by liver destroying cheap nasty "bomba" ale and lots of sunshine. She got hold of me and literally turned up two nights later with her female mate to crash down at my apartment. I'd started sort of seeing this girl. She told me that she'd had her tongue pierced especially for me and well, being left alone with her aled up didn't help. I wrecked her. She smoked some weird stuff afterwards that was a bit trippy. My mate who I rented an apartment with came back from a night out, he smoked some too. We went to bed, he'd moved in my room with me so she and her pal could have his room. Separate beds like. About ten minutes later she walks in and says where am I sleeping so I said in my mates bed, to freak him out. She started taking her clothes off to the point where we could just both this bush in the dark. My mate was so freaked out he started wretching and left the room. She got it again.

This other girl was due in town the following night so I had to get rid of her, luckily I had a friend who ran a bar who had penchant for smoking trippy stuff and sexing. She went to stay with him.

I never seen her again, and was reminded by my mate last night about her. I wanted to pour out my feelings on here, it's no lcab sermon like.
 
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