The Original Gay Porn Community - Free Gay Movies and Photos, Gay Porn Site Reviews and Adult Gay Forums

  • Welcome To Just Us Boys - The World's Largest Gay Message Board Community

    In order to comply with recent US Supreme Court rulings regarding adult content, we will be making changes in the future to require that you log into your account to view adult content on the site.
    If you do not have an account, please register.
    REGISTER HERE - 100% FREE / We Will Never Sell Your Info

    To register, turn off your VPN; you can re-enable the VPN after registration. You must maintain an active email address on your account: disposable email addresses cannot be used to register.

  • Hi Guest - Did you know?
    Hot Topics is a Safe for Work (SFW) forum.

Confess something that might surprise others or damage your reputation on JUB - 2014

I was exchanging some emails with somebody yesterday, and he mentioned a building in a nearby city. That got me thinking - "hey, that's where Bob used to work."

I hooked up with Bob a few times several years back. It was good, but we sort of had different priorities, so we just sort of stopped communicating. But it had been long enough that the memory was simply becoming fuzzily pleasant. So with that in mind, I did a Google search, and pulled up a picture of Bob with his staff at work.

And the memory ceased being fuzzily pleasant.

It wasn't because of the picture per se. Bob looked fine in it. And it's not like I saw him and thought "oh, he's not as attractive as I remembered" - he looked about the same. But something about seeing his face helped "fill in the fuzzy parts" of the memory. I remember some of the negative things, not just about him but about me - the dumb things I said and did with him. I was kind of reminded why we drifted apart, too.

Part of me is bummed. I enjoyed having Bob as a simple pleasant memory in my head, rather than the complex give-and-take that I guess such things often can be. But I guess it's a good thing, too. It's probably smart to remember that even hookups can have rough spots. And if Bob calls back, or if I get the urge to call him, I can recall what actually happened...and mull that over before making any decisions.

Lex
 
^ Isn't it funny....if enough time passes, we usually allow ourselves to romanticize things/people/situations.

Im trying not to do that.

However, I can think of a few people in which I will never romanticize.
 
I don't think I'd romanticize anything that was truly negative. Speaking overall, the experience was positive. But I'd gotten to the point where I'd forgotten certain weird things he had said and did (and, honestly, a couple I did myself). That may have shifted things slightly towards "no" in the "would I do this again" mindset. :)

Lex
 
^ Isn't it funny....if enough time passes, we usually allow ourselves to romanticize things/people/situations.

Im trying not to do that.

However, I can think of a few people in which I will never romanticize.


I don't know if it would ruin my reputation, but I am about as unromantic as a they come. I even loathe the idea of nostalgia, because all I remember are the events that ruined any occasion.

I have a memory like a sieve. I only remember the lumps.

And in our family, my one great uncle said 'never cross an (XXXX our family name). It is seven years to forgiveness.

And that is so true.
 
because I'm all by myself for the next 3 days and my boyfriend isn't around to remind me that we're supposed to be eating healthy... I'm picking up fried chicken on my way home for the first time in like 2 years ;)

just for dinner tonight. back to salads tomorrow.
 
^ I do drink (see the other thread), but I still haven't gotten around to getting drunk yet. Don't do pot, either, and in Colorado, that's actually more surprising than not drinking. :)

Lex
 
because I'm all by myself for the next 3 days and my boyfriend isn't around to remind me that we're supposed to be eating healthy... I'm picking up fried chicken on my way home for the first time in like 2 years ;)

just for dinner tonight. back to salads tomorrow.

Oh sure! Your first night alone without the bf and you're cheating! Shame on you ! :lol:
 
Im 27 and never had a drink no lie ,never been drunk never smoked not even when it was cool .Everyone else i know drinks i dont.

I understand you :) Im 24. I had my first drink a couple of months ago. I havent been drunk, I don't think that I want to be.

I dont like being out of control.

I have never had the urge to smoke.
 
Had my interview today for the company here in my city...and I got the job <3. They want me to start next week and I'll be meeting them this weekend to discuss pay/salary and some other details. I still have some other opportunities coming up, too, but I'm so so happy x_x. It's made my day.

Thats AMAZING. CONGRATS (!)

(*8*)
 
Im 27 and never had a drink no lie ,never been drunk never smoked not even when it was cool .Everyone else i know drinks i dont.

Well, I have been tipsy only twice myself, at 26, and only because I was invited to two of my cousins' weddings.
 
I was exchanging some emails with somebody yesterday, and he mentioned a building in a nearby city. That got me thinking - "hey, that's where Bob used to work."

I hooked up with Bob a few times several years back. It was good, but we sort of had different priorities, so we just sort of stopped communicating. But it had been long enough that the memory was simply becoming fuzzily pleasant. So with that in mind, I did a Google search, and pulled up a picture of Bob with his staff at work.

And the memory ceased being fuzzily pleasant.

It wasn't because of the picture per se. Bob looked fine in it. And it's not like I saw him and thought "oh, he's not as attractive as I remembered" - he looked about the same. But something about seeing his face helped "fill in the fuzzy parts" of the memory. I remember some of the negative things, not just about him but about me - the dumb things I said and did with him. I was kind of reminded why we drifted apart, too.

Part of me is bummed. I enjoyed having Bob as a simple pleasant memory in my head, rather than the complex give-and-take that I guess such things often can be. But I guess it's a good thing, too. It's probably smart to remember that even hookups can have rough spots. And if Bob calls back, or if I get the urge to call him, I can recall what actually happened...and mull that over before making any decisions.

Lex

^ Isn't it funny....if enough time passes, we usually allow ourselves to romanticize things/people/situations.

Im trying not to do that.

However, I can think of a few people in which I will never romanticize.

I don't think I'd romanticize anything that was truly negative. Speaking overall, the experience was positive. But I'd gotten to the point where I'd forgotten certain weird things he had said and did (and, honestly, a couple I did myself). That may have shifted things slightly towards "no" in the "would I do this again" mindset. :)

Lex

I don't know if it would ruin my reputation, but I am about as unromantic as a they come. I even loathe the idea of nostalgia, because all I remember are the events that ruined any occasion.

I have a memory like a sieve. I only remember the lumps.

And in our family, my one great uncle said 'never cross an (XXXX our family name). It is seven years to forgiveness.

And that is so true.


 
I just extorted my mom. I told her I wasn't coming home for Easter unless she gives me $1000. I'm fed up with my parents' BS and it's the same reason my brother doesn't come home for holidays either.
 
I'm right-handed but I masturbate and wipe my ass with my left hand.
 
I just extorted my mom. I told her I wasn't coming home for Easter unless she gives me $1000. I'm fed up with my parents' BS and it's the same reason my brother doesn't come home for holidays either.

You left the most intriguing, BS part of your confession in the dark...
 
You left the most intriguing, BS part of your confession in the dark...

I was just at dinner with them and I stormed out in disgust shortly after. My mom's a cunt and my dad's an asshole. What else needs to be said. It's no surprise why they don't get invited anywhere anymore.
 
My mom's a cunt and my dad's an asshole.

If your dad were a cunt and your mom an asshole, it would be slightly less common and more interesting... I think.

Can you legally disavow them or something? There is always so much silly stuff going on in the law firms, I wonder how come it is not more common, particularly in the USA.
 
If your dad were a cunt and your mom an asshole, it would be slightly less common and more interesting... I think.

Normally I don't mind my mom but she is unaware that her age has caught up to her and hit her like a ton of bricks. I don't entirely mean physically but mostly mentally. All this denial she has had built up is starting to boil over and she only has herself to blame. That's what she gets for being an enabler and taking the easy way out for so long. You can only deprive yourself so long of joy until you are consumed with sorrow. I know because I went through that with my long-term ex. There is a fine line between selflessness and stupidity and she crossed that line about 6 years ago and only realized it now.

This is why I "love" family dinners.
 
I have a family member I don't like, and I just don't go over to their house anymore. It never occurred to me that I was ignoring a possible money-making opportunity. I never did have much financial sense.

Le
 
Back
Top