This is an admission of guilt. I’ve been with, until today, a wonderful guy since December 2020. We met on tinder and quickly hit it off once we finally met in person. He’s a gamer, funny, has a wonderful laugh, steady job, an adorable dog, and a welcoming family. My family would never have accepted our relationship (quite the homophobic type) so it was nice to have his parents embrace me so warmly.
The last 6 months or so I started to lose sexual interest with him. I don’t know why it happened. Before we met I was pretty active sexually and had a wide variety of interests and kinks. We had good sex, pretty vanilla. But that temptation for more wouldn’t go away. I started to go on hookup apps, thinking just looking would satiate my appetite. As time went on, the further I strayed, until finally meeting up with an old fling. He’s an older gentlemen, which helped fulfill one of those kinks. Today my lies and deceit got the best of me. He suspected I was out, and came home early to find me gone. When he called and began inquiring what I was actually doing, I came clean. I tried my best to lie and make up that I was at the gym, but he’s not an idiot, and I’m not a good liar. It ended with him leaving saying he will move out this weekend. I called my parents and unloaded all the lies to them, my fear of their rejection ignored due to my heartbreak and guilt. They didn’t cut ties with me like I fears, instead saying they love me and had suspected I was in a relationship with this guy. They still do not accept the lifestyle, but they still accept me as a person.
With that weight gone, I still have the guilt that I broke the heart of the man I love, and who loved me back. I’m not a good person at heart, I know. I let my sexual urges ruin the best thing to have happened to me. And I broke his heart forever. This is only 7 hours after the fact, and I don’t know what will happen. He loved me fully and unconditionally, and I trampled on that love and trust. I hate that I have these strong sexual urges, and I hate that I didn’t communicate with him. I am so sorry babe.
The last 6 months or so I started to lose sexual interest with him. I don’t know why it happened. Before we met I was pretty active sexually and had a wide variety of interests and kinks. We had good sex, pretty vanilla. But that temptation for more wouldn’t go away. I started to go on hookup apps, thinking just looking would satiate my appetite. As time went on, the further I strayed, until finally meeting up with an old fling. He’s an older gentlemen, which helped fulfill one of those kinks. Today my lies and deceit got the best of me. He suspected I was out, and came home early to find me gone. When he called and began inquiring what I was actually doing, I came clean. I tried my best to lie and make up that I was at the gym, but he’s not an idiot, and I’m not a good liar. It ended with him leaving saying he will move out this weekend. I called my parents and unloaded all the lies to them, my fear of their rejection ignored due to my heartbreak and guilt. They didn’t cut ties with me like I fears, instead saying they love me and had suspected I was in a relationship with this guy. They still do not accept the lifestyle, but they still accept me as a person.
With that weight gone, I still have the guilt that I broke the heart of the man I love, and who loved me back. I’m not a good person at heart, I know. I let my sexual urges ruin the best thing to have happened to me. And I broke his heart forever. This is only 7 hours after the fact, and I don’t know what will happen. He loved me fully and unconditionally, and I trampled on that love and trust. I hate that I have these strong sexual urges, and I hate that I didn’t communicate with him. I am so sorry babe.









