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Confess something that might surprise others or damage your reputation on JUB - 2012

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Nope,

They cant fell a fucking thing.

You on the other hand...

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Well?......(personally, I'll pass)
 
Ah damn... well, that could have made for some fun karma's-a-bitch drama...
entertainment value -1
That chemistry teacher seems to be the shit huh
 
sometimes, i wonder if one of the members on this site works for the cia, sis, or whatever and is keeping tabs on all of us. probably watching us lgbt people and repeating us to the government.
 


thinking about putting this as a ringtone for somebody or myself (even though i don't smoke.)
 
If my roommate was a gay male instead of a lesbian, we would totally get married.
 
I am sitting in my front yard in an inconstant sun.

There are two flies fornicating on the top of the wooden fence. They have been at it for more than half an hour.
 
Josie, check my Comments thread in F&G,

they won't beat your dad up for you butt,

could sweeten your disposition.
 
had a strange dream last night. one involved me riding the bus passing in the same neighborhood my grade school is on. then it went into me heading up the main ave in my town, somehow walking through a dirty field smelling like gasoline and oil pans. i climbed up some hill with my hands and feet to get to where my brother and my homeboy were at.

then things got even weirder where i was at some hall and then there was some presidential debate between barrack obama and.... :eek: malcolm x. i was like WTF. malcolm x is dead. i was like really, is the obaminator really going to duke it out with malcolm? cnn was doing extensive coverage.
 
refujiunderground said:
had a strange dream last night.
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So did I.

It was about YOU. :lol:

You turned up in my family house back in Scotland, and you were sitting on the upper staircase with a small cat beside you. You said that you had to take your pet cat with you on the plane all the way from America because you couldn't find anyone to take care of it at home.

Then you went off downstairs and I followed, wondering if you'd gone home because you'd suddenly disappeared. But it turns out you were helping my (dad?) (uncle?) bring in some stuff from outside. Then you came back in through the back door into the kitchen, carrying an engineer's toolbox in your hand.

And then you were helping my mother and you were carrying a large dish of food over to the table for the evening dinner, but instead you just sat on a couch with it and started eating the whole thing straight off there and then.

That's all I can remember. It was a very vivid dream actually. ;)
 
ChickenGuy said:
So did I.

It was about YOU. :lol:

You turned up in my family house back in Scotland, and you were sitting on the upper staircase with a small cat beside you. You said that you had to take your pet cat with you on the plane all the way from America because you couldn't find anyone to take care of it at home.

Then you went off downstairs and I followed, wondering if you'd gone home because you'd suddenly disappeared. But it turns out you were helping my (dad?) (uncle?) bring in some stuff from outside. Then you came back in through the back door into the kitchen, carrying an engineer's toolbox in your hand.

And then you were helping my mother and you were carrying a large dish of food over to the table for the evening dinner, but instead you just sat on a couch with it and started eating the whole thing straight off there and then.

That's all I can remember. It was a very vivid dream actually. ;)
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:rotflmao: that dream sounds funny but yet creepy.

your dream sure as hell is implying something. it makes me sound like i'm a sociopath or something like i'll take advantage of you and your family for my gain. i would never do that to you, bro.

but that dream sounds creepy.
 
reone said:
My confession: I got 'let go' by a guy today. Another potential relationship bites the dust. I actually feel better on some level, though, since now I no longer have to wonder what he's thinking. I will never understand why people can't just be honest.

The more and more I date the less I want to do it.
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Did he give a reason?
 
JohannBessler said:
Confession: from my 10th to my 12th year of life, I really, really wanted to be a girl. It was nothing sexual.

I'd been brought up with all the boys toys, of course. I had an archery set. When we went to family friend's house, the boy wanted to play Cowboys and Indians. I went along, but I hated it. How I much preferred sitting in the girl's room, with her play phones, her play record player, and her dolls.

I liked to pretend I had long hair, in the style of Cher of 1972. My Dad had given me a crew cut, which I despised. When no one was looking, I would put on my Mother's long-hair wig, or put a shirt over my head, and use it for my "hair".

Somewhere around my 12th year of life, I saw a 38-or so year old man at the swimming pool we frequented each week. In the style of the era, he wore short, revealing trunks. I could see an enormous bulge (although it showed mostly balls). The image of that bulge stuck in my head, coming back to haunt me for weeks and weeks.

Then one day, when I turned about 13, I sat with that image in my head, and, suddenly, I realized that I wanted to suck his dick. So began my fascination with Daddies. I wanted to trace my young tongue down his chest hair, down that treasure trail, and open up those revealing blue trunks, and take his Daddy member in my mouth, working it until it finally surrendered its sweet, sticky milk. I could have spent the rest of my life with my face buried in his Daddy bush.

My budding sexuality had just opened that long-ago day.

But you know what? I no longer wanted to be a girl. The moment I began to have sexual fantasies, I forgot all about being a girl. Maybe I grew out of it. Who knows?

I wonder what happened to that Daddy? He looked very much like John Davidson. He has probably passed on now. If not, he'd be over 70 years old....
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I can totally relate to your feelings here. I desired to be a girl too. I did many of the things you mentioned too; shirt for hair, record player, etc.

My neighbors painted my finger nails once. My parents freaked out!
 
^^^^

I'm in that same boat - although at the time, I wanted to be Wonder Woman or I Dream of Jeannie.
 
It wasn't so much wanting to be a woman, but more so jealousy over their ability to be sexy/sensual. And I have to admit, I liked all the accessories on the women I listed. Men's clothing is quite bland, and boring by comparison.
 
Not much of a confession though, but I don't have a place to post.

During the night of election day, I went with a friend who lived downtown, we had arranged to have drinks while watching the returns and sleeping over. This would also be a celebration of my new job that I'd start the next week.

I met him on an online gay profile page, we hung out last November. We didn't keep in contact much until this September when my job was gradually ending and I had more time. I hung out with him throughout October getting to know him better, so much that we had more in common than the bar hopper impression I had of him. And yes we did all the standard sexual activities besides actual fucking.

We got very buzzed or lightly drunk from wine that the bartender (his friend) kept pouring. After that we walked around the district visiting other gay bars just to see if he knew anyone there.

Later on we were walking back to his apartment in a street mostly devoid of other pedestrians. We were by then very close side by side (compared to other times we walked) and he grabbed my hand, I felt a bit awkward by this cause I never did this before. With our fingers interlocked, we walked silently on this cool night looking forward. I wasn't afraid or concerned if people saw us, in fact I felt good when a car drove by. I let go one time but he grabbed my hand again. I don't know when we finally did let go between the second hand grab and going up the stairs.

But that was probably the most memorable part of the night for me to be honest. I don't know how it will go from here but I'm just happy to have a friend that I can have a wide range of conversation with.
 
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