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Men, don't let the ladies out-do you. They may have leaky boobs, fat ankles, and their monthly visitor, but they've got nothing on you, and we want to hear all about it.
Did you get a boner while giving a presentation at work? Did you let out a fart while introducing yourself to your girlfriend's mother? Were you the scrawny kid in high school with the pock-marked face? Let if off your chest.
Confess, son, that's an order.
Men, don't let the ladies out-do you. They may have leaky boobs, fat ankles, and their monthly visitor, but they've got nothing on you, and we want to hear all about it.
Did you get a boner while giving a presentation at work? Did you let out a fart while introducing yourself to your girlfriend's mother? Were you the scrawny kid in high school with the pock-marked face? Let if off your chest.
Confess, son, that's an order.
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— Men Only —If you are right handed, can you jack off left handed? #4446 — Comments (13) — 3/12/2009 at 3:19 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Men Only —During my highschool years, I was one who didn't date. Instead I sat around in the backround and observed everyone else and their relations. Although it was lonely, I was able to gather so usefull information on people and their problems. Senior year I was very lonely, because I felt there was no one in the wretched school who could understand my thinking. Which is why when I got my first girlfriend a few months afterwards (which was this year) I was so happy to have finally found that person who I could consider special. Someone who could understand my ideas and thoughts and respect me for them. For awhile things were good, I was happy and in love, but as time progressed, problems started to arise. At first they were nothing and I would humbly place the blame on myself and move on. But then came a faithful night where I would dare raise my hand and say,"enough." It came down one night to where we were having a pretty good time at my house, and were essentially in the mood. We were watching a movie and throughout a the entire movie, we were cuddling and fondling each other. When the movie was over, I had to take her back home, but she originally had something else in mind before we would make back to her house. On the way up there, she started to give me a handjob, and it felt great. It was the first time someone had ever touched me like that. ABout a few minuites into it, I comment to her on how good she was at it. Instead of the reaction I was hoping for, she became very Offended. Lets put an example on this to show you guys how my mood changed. Imagine a balloon, floating higher and higher into the sky. Thats how I felt a few moments before. Now lets take that ballon from that height and instantly fill it with sand and watch it fall. Thats what proceded to happen. Not only did she break off from the afore mententioned service but she then proceeded to argue with me about calling her to what she thought was a whore.
Now ladies, I guarentee your fine pink panties that the fastest way to really piss of a guy is to break away from a handjob. Its like if he was fingering you guys and decided to stop 3/4 of the way because he got bored from it.
Never in my life had I eveer gone from extreme pleasure to intolerable rage. It was then that I knew this girl was not for me. How could I love her? How can you love a woman how can make you so angry in less than 3 minuites? I couldn't, but the fool that I am and was didn't completly realise it then. A few days later, I was severly depressed because after striving for so long for the one thing I truly wanted, it had slipped away from my hands so quickly and easily. So I tried to make ammends the only way I could. A week before the inncident, I had sketched a picture us together, which she really liked and wanted me to finished. I delivered the final product to her, but her mom said she was not in a mood to see anyone. Before I left however, I convinced her to atleast show her the drawing when her mood had improved. A few days later she finally wanted to see me. I had spoken alittle to her before but this was the first time since the incident that she actually requested my prescence. I was excited to say the least, because I thought this would mean everything would go back to normal, but in the back of my mind, there was a feeling about seeing her again. It was an indifference, like the magic that had made me loved her was gone, and only now was I coasting on the fumes. When I got to her house, not much had changed, and we hung out like nothing had ever happened. But again, that feeling of indifference tugged for my attention, and it made the situation seem weird for me. However this feeling would be short lived, as when I was there for no longer than five minuites, she pushed me out the door, saying it wass late, and I needed to head home. I was alittle peeved about this as I had made the trip all the way out there for her, but I left anyways. When I got home, I surfed the web for alittle while before arriving my myyspace page. There was notification that she had recently posted a blog and so I read on. The blog went on to say how she had made two mistakes this year by dating two guys, to which she did not name. I was alittle peeved about this, mainly because I didn't know if she was talking about me or somebody else. SO I asked her, "Am I a mistake?" She was confused at first, but after directing her to her myspace page she said, "no." But my curiosity had not been sated and I had to know, "then what does that make me?"
She answered my question, with another question. "Do you think we belong to each other?" That was question that I did not need to answer, because, weither she did it unintentinally or on purpose, she provide me with everything I needed to confirm my supicion. Ha, of course it didn't go as smoothly as that, I was very pissed with her response. And yet she could not see the error in her mistake. Out of all the times that I took the blame, out of all the times, that she got angry at me, the one time I raise my voice she labeled me as a villian. After very short argument and a few angry text from her days later, I can say we were through.
But what reason do I have for posting this here? Why bother, because I am a Hypocrite. A Heirotic to my own ideas. Even though I swore to myself to never love this girl again. Even though I set the evidence right infront of my face and name every reason as to why I should hate this person, I often dream of that night where we were so close to each. To me it represented a beautiful cumination of our love for each other. Although truth be told, she would always shudder when I poke the word. Strange how someone can react so negativly to such a positive emotion.
Was I wrong? Was I wrong to be upset? Am I wrong now to mourn over my desires? That is a question I cannot answer, so instead, I must ask another. #4445 — Comments (3) — 3/5/2009 at 12:47 AM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Men Only —Is there any guy who has been or is a pool boy? I was cleaning my pool today and started having thoughts of how great it would be to get paid for that easy job and to be admired by housewives. Has anyone ever thought the same thing? I would need to probably build a little more muscle though and I would wear a speedo just because I've always wanted to. #4444 — Comments (2) — 1/28/2009 at 3:19 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
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— Men Only —Are there any straight men out there when you were a boy curious and wanted to suck a dick of a boy your age just out of curiosity? Did you ever suck a a boy's dick your age? #4443 — Comments (9) — 1/23/2009 at 5:47 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (1)
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— Men Only —I love breaking up with women especially the desperate divorced single mom type. I make them think that we're having a relationship then I dump them. My best ever was getting one broad to suck me off in the car on the way to dinner. I brought a small gift box into the restaraunt and told her it was for later. After dinner I excused myself to the bathroom and told her she could open her gift when I came back. I snuck out and stuck her with the bill. I assume she eventually looked in the gift box and found my note that said "fuck you bitch - we're done." I still laugh and get a boner when I think about it! Plus, she had no ride home! #4442 — Comments (22) — 1/19/2009 at 10:20 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (5)
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— Men Only —This is a question for straight guys.
If you saw a video of a guy masturbating or say like a friend or someone was doing it and you saw, would it make you horny? If a friend was doing it would it make you want to join him? #4441 — Comments (10) — 1/8/2009 at 12:50 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Men Only —Does hair grow back thicker and darker after shaving?
Does hair do the same thing after waxing?
I've shaved my chest & stomach plenty times before but hate it cuz I have to do it again like 3 days later so would waxing be a better solution? Has any other guy ever waxed or what would you have to say to it?? #4440 — Comments (9) — 1/7/2009 at 3:06 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Men Only —Ok so I've always wondered how a BLOWjob and SUCKING a dick could be called the same thing when there are 2 different actions in the names. When a girl goes down on you/us, is there really any sucking or blowing involved or is it just sliding her lips and tongue up & down around the dick? #4439 — Comments (2) — 1/7/2009 at 2:51 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
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— Men Only —Last night I had this dream that I've never had anything like it. I was as a school but we weren't doing work we were just sitting around talking about girls and parties-it was all guys. I don't really remember what happened before it but all I know is that this guy was like if I sat like this would it make a girl jump on it? So he sat on a table with a leg up holding his crotch and licking his lips. I said probably not, but try this. So I unbuttoned my shirt to reveal an awesome body, which I don't really have by the way, slid my jeans down a little to reveal even more of that amazing vshape at my lower abs and propped myself up on a desk. Well it worked except instead of a girl coming at me it was the guy! Me just started making out! He was kissing me down my neck, chest but then stopped and we both were like whoa. He left the room. Then the next thing I know I'm taking off my already unbuttoned shirt just because it was hot and this other guy-a buff, black football player-walked over to me grabbed me and we starting making out. This time it was intense. We was kissing my entire chest and neck and I was kissing his neck. Then we started grinding as if we were on the dance floor and I started feeling his body all over. I felt up his shirt and football pads, his back and his butt. I did notice I was rubbing and squeezing his but alot. Right in the middle of this the door opened and all I could see were images of these hot girls with little bikinis, thongs, about to show their nipples and I got even hotter. Between the butt grabbing, chest kissing, grinding and hot naked chicks I shot a nice load and woke up out of breath. First of all, I've never had a fantasy or dream about black girls, let alone black guys before. Don't get me wrong I think some black girls are attractive and it's not like I don't like them but this was a first. Also the whole guy on guy thing was very weird. Not to mention the fact that I was turned on by it. What do you think? #4438 — Comments (2) — 12/14/2008 at 9:02 AM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
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— Men Only —Ok so I always see girls comparing themselves to other girls and occasionally say that another girl is hot and everything is right in the world. Do guys do that? I have found that I will look at another guy's body and will even say that he has a nice body or something but not in an attraction sort of way. Girls don't do it because they are into girls so are guys allowed to do it that aren't in to guys? I know the overall answer is going to be I'm a fag or some shit like that but it is an honest question. I do it because I don't have the sick pack or v shape at the hips and I want them. I'd even like to have a nice butt becasue I'm constantly told that I have none and is a great thing to laugh at. This is just a question. All I want is an honest answer. #4437 — Comments (9) — 12/12/2008 at 2:22 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)