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This is the space where you can share your deepest, darkest, and most embarrassing misadventures without judgment. Have you ever found yourself in a cringe-worthy situation that you couldn’t shake off? Perhaps you got caught checking out your boss's wife, or you accidentally sent a sext to your mom instead of your girlfriend. Maybe you were the guy who couldn't hold his liquor at the office party, or you clogged the toilet at your date's house.

We understand that being a man comes with its own set of unique challenges, triumphs, and mishaps. From awkward boners at the most inconvenient times to embarrassing wardrobe malfunctions, we've been there. This is your opportunity to share your stories of masculinity in all its glory, from the hilarious to the humiliating. So go ahead, confess your secrets and release your burdens. The community is here to support (or laugh at) you bro, no matter how wild or embarrassi

We were in high school and it was the summer between the eleventh and twelfth grade. My friend who played tennis with me and I were at his house after a game, sitting out on the deck beside the pool outside. We were talking guy stuff of which much of it had to deal with girls that we mutually knew. His sister had turned 13 that summer and was sporting a new two piece and had come out to swim. Up to that point things were normal. He called his sister over and told her to show us her tits. She refused so he grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back and she agreed to show us her tits. Not that she had tits, they were really just large bumps on her chest with hard nipples. After her tits he told her to show us her pussy. This time she complied and took off her swim suit and stood naked and we looked at her pussy. She had pubes, or the beginning of a good set of pubes but her pubes were still soft and you could see the outline of her pussy lips. He touched her pussy and asked me if I wanted to touch her pussy. He then put her on the lounge chair and spread her legs open and asked me if I wanted to fuck her. My dick was so hard by then and I pushed my pants down and as I started to fuck her, her pussy got wet, it was completely wet and my dick went in and out without a problem. When I finished I got off and she got up and took her swimsuit in her hand and went back in the house. When we got in the house her brother told her to fix us something to eat, she had on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I wanted to see her tits again and she let me push her tank top aside and look at her tits, grab them and then kiss them. In all my life I had never had a hard dick like I did that afternoon. I fucked her from then on and as she grew older and her tits came out completely and her pubes cover her pussy completely I would have her naked and remind of her of what she looked like when she was thirteen. You can't turn back the clock so I had to get used to her the way she was. She liked to fuck and have her tits played with and she liked being my girlfriend when I went over to her house. Of all the girls in my life she is the one I remember the most.

  • I went to a military institution, no girls then. The town girls were our only source of pussy. Being college and officer material the local girls were generally available, sixteen year olds were easy pickings. Why I picked her that late spring afternoon I don't really know. Like the rest of the girls she was hanging out at the park where girls went to get picked up. She wasn't particularly pretty, sort of ordinary, a home girl, never kissed, much less fucked, she covered her tits and crossed her naked legs, her mouth clammed shut. But never mind, she was naked and she got fucked.

    I had to take her home, a small wood house in the lower neighborhood, I had never been in that part of town. Her father was a postman, her mother a seamstress. Dropping her off she turned to me with tears in her eyes, she got out and walked into that little house. I found out that day what a conscience is, she weighed on my mind all week. The following Saturday I drove to her house and knocked on the door and in the small parlor, her mother holding her behind her in the small kitchen, her father standing his ground I gave them my name, my status and I asked for her to marry me.

    That year was 1969 and junior officers found themselves in Viet Nam. I was assigned to Germany, where I spent the next four years, returning to my hometown discharged, unemployed with a young pregnant wife. Things worked out, never pretty, a good wife, great mother she was happy, glorious, sexual, adventuresome, outgoing, funny such that I never looked outside my house for sexual satisfaction. She not only held up her end of the bargain, she took us on a trip that embarrassed me, but not her. She read these novels, and put everything she read to the test.

    I just can't believe that any of my contemporaries had it better, no way. I got the diamond in the rough.

    My neighbor is a much older man, married and drives a big truck. I've been thinking about sitting on my porch so he can see my legs when he drives by, do you think he'll notice?

  • We were at a birthday party for one of my wife's friends. A lot of people I didn't know. I was minding my business outside on the deck, a girl around fourteen came out and sat and played with a girl around three. She had on loose shorts and as she played with the child she opened her legs and gave me an eye full of her cotton panties. She sat forward and her panties stretched into her pussy lips. She reached in with her finger and adjusted her panties out of her pussy wedgie. I sat and watched her legs, her naked thighs up to her tight cotton panties, totally oblivious to her flashing.

    That night I screwed my wife. I didn't take no for an answer, bending her onto her back and nailing her. She asked what got into me, I kept my mouth shut about the girl at the party, telling her that when I wanted her she should comply.

    We were at a birthday party for one of my wife's friends. A lot of people I didn't know. I was minding my business outside on the deck, a girl around fourteen came out and sat and played with a girl around three. She had on loose shorts and as she played with the child she opened her legs and gave me an eye full of her cotton panties. She sat forward and her panties stretched into her pussy lips. She reached in with her finger and adjusted her panties out of her pussy wedgie. I sat and watched her legs, her naked thighs up to her tight cotton panties, totally oblivious to her flashing.

    That night I screwed my wife. I didn't take no for an answer, bending her onto her back and nailing her. She asked what got into me, I kept my mouth shut about the girl at the party, telling her that when I wanted her she should comply.

  • I am a 58 year old artist. I have struggled all my life with being able to support myself. Three years ago I met a fellow artist and he moved in with me to save money. We have gay sex, neither one is really gay but it is that or nothing. He is 61. One of us has to be the girl and that's me. I do all the girl stuff, keep the place up, grocery shopping, cooking and serving, anything and everything that is traditionally for women I do and he does all the traditional man stuff. He initiates sex and I go along. I guess that is also what women do. A woman friend told me once that she had to lay there and take it, that's me now.