thephoenix
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I wanted to post this not to make myself feel better or brag or whatever. It's a confession of sort. Because I behaved like a nonhuman. I totally disregarded someone else's feelings and was concerned only with my own wants/pleasures.
Let me say first I acted like a complete loser and made a bad and immature judgement call.
Some friends of mine were talking about how easy it was to get of age straight guys to drop their pants on cam or send pics of themselves and how it was kind of a challenge/game to get off to without the chances of catching anything. The deal is masquerade as a chick. I'd never done it before and thought I'd at least try and see what it was about.
Created a fake MySpace account...stuck some chick pics on there and it wasn't long before the guys began "biting." Not that its much of a defense, but I never made it into anything more than we getting each other off; not there looking for a boyfriend or anything like that. I got their pics or cam and they got some girl's pics.
Well, this one guy (19) was kinda cute and wanted to talk first because he was a little nervous. So, I gave in and started talking to him and changed nothing about my personality except to throw in some girl slang every once and while. After we had talked he had gotten ALOT cuter. And my lower instincts "wanted" him. So I proceeded with the "game." Got his pics all that. I got around him wanting to talk on the phone by saying I still lived at home and was grounded. Well we kept talking and talking and I SWEAR I didn't lead him on into thinking he'd get a relationship. Sex exited the equation after that first exchange.
And again, I didn't alter my personality at all while we kept talking. And don't you freakin know we have so much in common except he's straight. He's about as close to my perfect guy as someone could get. He's sweet, kind hearted and smart. He's generous and open. A truly amazing man from what I can tell. He religious and our religious beliefs fall in the same place. We just click. He's gonna make some actual girl an amazing boyfriend/husband. I've developed some pretty strong feelings for him. I could handle crushing/lusting for him and ending communications and that be that. I brought it on myself.
The problem is: He has developed feelings for me...strong ones. I never, never meant for that to happen. I never thought it would.
He can draw really well and he has made the most beautiful drawings and sketches for me that he scanned and e-mailed me. I've tried to keep the "developing" on his side to a minimum by saying stuff like we haven't even met and sometimes our feelings can fool us. But he told me he didn't need to meet me to know that what he felt was right because it was strong and beautiful and scary. I was a beautiful person And that made me feel so wonderful and like crap all at once.
I'm not an unrealistic idiot, just a lonely isolated gay guy who made a mistake. One hell of a big mistake. I know that this can't keep going and I am not fooling myself with hopes and dreams of me revealing who I really am and him saying "Oh it doesn't matter" like those dumb 80s movies. Because I know he is straight. No question. And also this isn't an 80s movie.
I know I'm going to end up hurting him and it nearly kills me to think about that. It feels like someone is twisting my guts when I think about hurting him. I've gone through all kinds of scenarios in my head from "killing" my character off to somehow inserting me into his life with no connection to her and trying to build something there because if he "loves" me now, wouldn't those same feelings stir when I came along? I don't know. That sounds stupid and selfish.
The right thing to do is to tell him the truth. Not because I might get anything or some miracle might occur, but because it is the right thing. I owe him that. I don't even care what he thinks about me after; I just am sick at the thought of hurting him. I'd go and let him beat the hell out of me if it meant he wouldn't hurt.
I'm ashamed that I even listened to my friends and did what I did. I don't do it any more by the way. I just give in and e-mail him when he e-mails me...chat online with him.
I acted like teenager. What I was doing was the equivalent of teen boys trying to drill holes in the girls locker room walls. I have a better head on my shoulders than this guys. I want to apologize to you all first for perpetuating the stereotype that gay men prey on straight men and can't be trusted with them.
What are your thoughts? Scoldings? there is no one to blame but me...any advice on how to "come out" to him?
Let me say first I acted like a complete loser and made a bad and immature judgement call.
Some friends of mine were talking about how easy it was to get of age straight guys to drop their pants on cam or send pics of themselves and how it was kind of a challenge/game to get off to without the chances of catching anything. The deal is masquerade as a chick. I'd never done it before and thought I'd at least try and see what it was about.
Created a fake MySpace account...stuck some chick pics on there and it wasn't long before the guys began "biting." Not that its much of a defense, but I never made it into anything more than we getting each other off; not there looking for a boyfriend or anything like that. I got their pics or cam and they got some girl's pics.
Well, this one guy (19) was kinda cute and wanted to talk first because he was a little nervous. So, I gave in and started talking to him and changed nothing about my personality except to throw in some girl slang every once and while. After we had talked he had gotten ALOT cuter. And my lower instincts "wanted" him. So I proceeded with the "game." Got his pics all that. I got around him wanting to talk on the phone by saying I still lived at home and was grounded. Well we kept talking and talking and I SWEAR I didn't lead him on into thinking he'd get a relationship. Sex exited the equation after that first exchange.
And again, I didn't alter my personality at all while we kept talking. And don't you freakin know we have so much in common except he's straight. He's about as close to my perfect guy as someone could get. He's sweet, kind hearted and smart. He's generous and open. A truly amazing man from what I can tell. He religious and our religious beliefs fall in the same place. We just click. He's gonna make some actual girl an amazing boyfriend/husband. I've developed some pretty strong feelings for him. I could handle crushing/lusting for him and ending communications and that be that. I brought it on myself.
The problem is: He has developed feelings for me...strong ones. I never, never meant for that to happen. I never thought it would.
He can draw really well and he has made the most beautiful drawings and sketches for me that he scanned and e-mailed me. I've tried to keep the "developing" on his side to a minimum by saying stuff like we haven't even met and sometimes our feelings can fool us. But he told me he didn't need to meet me to know that what he felt was right because it was strong and beautiful and scary. I was a beautiful person And that made me feel so wonderful and like crap all at once.
I'm not an unrealistic idiot, just a lonely isolated gay guy who made a mistake. One hell of a big mistake. I know that this can't keep going and I am not fooling myself with hopes and dreams of me revealing who I really am and him saying "Oh it doesn't matter" like those dumb 80s movies. Because I know he is straight. No question. And also this isn't an 80s movie.
I know I'm going to end up hurting him and it nearly kills me to think about that. It feels like someone is twisting my guts when I think about hurting him. I've gone through all kinds of scenarios in my head from "killing" my character off to somehow inserting me into his life with no connection to her and trying to build something there because if he "loves" me now, wouldn't those same feelings stir when I came along? I don't know. That sounds stupid and selfish.
The right thing to do is to tell him the truth. Not because I might get anything or some miracle might occur, but because it is the right thing. I owe him that. I don't even care what he thinks about me after; I just am sick at the thought of hurting him. I'd go and let him beat the hell out of me if it meant he wouldn't hurt.
I'm ashamed that I even listened to my friends and did what I did. I don't do it any more by the way. I just give in and e-mail him when he e-mails me...chat online with him.
I acted like teenager. What I was doing was the equivalent of teen boys trying to drill holes in the girls locker room walls. I have a better head on my shoulders than this guys. I want to apologize to you all first for perpetuating the stereotype that gay men prey on straight men and can't be trusted with them.
What are your thoughts? Scoldings? there is no one to blame but me...any advice on how to "come out" to him?



















