I'll confess. I am a 26 year old autistic virgin who has no chance in getting laid. I will probably remain single the rest of my life. There have been times where I came close to having sex, but due to the hurr durr of autism I always fucked it up. This happened with multiple women to the point where I know I'm beyond cure without medication. I essentially stopped dating and spend everyday on my broke unemployed ass wondering what there is to life.

I'm too proud to fuck hookers, let alone have them look at me strangely. I guess that's not part of the cost, huh? Not surprised. Besides, I wouldn't want to be in their shoes.

Oh, the medication. I haven't had health insurance for a long time due to its affordability (or lack thereof), but since I'm unemployed from my last job now, I finally managed to get some and will hopefully be doped up soon. For a long time I never believed in meds, but now? Fuck it. All my friends have left and now I spend my time reading about space aliens and kinky sex stories. I'll do whatever the fuck I want to do.

In b4 insults

When my wife(19) left me(22) I was mentally broken and I let a lot of people use me. well not that many but a few. In particular I had my first same sex experience. I am not attracted to men. but for some reason I was absolutely willing to be truly abuesd. there were four(almost 5) men and three girls and one much older woman I did things with. the first experience He was between 40-50 chubby stubbly and actually not handsome in anyway. he made me into a regular fuck. he'd come around 2-3 times during the week and use me. the first couple of times were just oral. he told me to be in just a t-shirt and boxers when he arrived. the very first time he told me to get on my knees open my mouth and stick out my tongue. i closed my eyes. heard him unzip as he asked i if had ever sucked on a dick before. I replied, no. I think he liked that. he shoved a weak semi hard cock into my mouth and told me to suck him till he finished. he made me deep throat the first time. I didn't throw up or gag too bad. he wasn't as long as me but he was thicker. he finished on my face and said to be on my knees mouth open just like today next time he came over. he said he wanted me to call him daddy.

The guy liked my quietness and submissiveness and said I was very cute. he eventually got me to give up my anal cherry. he started by pulling me to my bed told me to set up doggy style he pulled down my shorts and licked my hole. I was so shocked and scared. I started apologizing but he said I was clean and he liked how I tasted. i tried to tell him not to because I afraid of catching something. I didn't want him to fuck me. he said he had a rubber and made me slide it onto him with my mouth. then he licked my butt some more and spit n it. I was so embarrassed. he slid it in and fucked me telling i was such a good boy. he kept at it for a few minutes then said the condom was probably making it hurt more and took it off and slid back into me before i could reply. he pushed my face down into the bed hard so to keep me from resisting. I was scared I felt raped and dirty and violated. I could feel him building up to orgasm as he said i'm going to breed yu. I started struggling and trying to push him off but he just held me down Ive never been very strong. he started saying be a good girl and take it. then he came in me. it was a lot there was so much. i just layed there cum dripping from my butt hole. he started chatting saying how good and nice i was as he started fingering my wet hole. I kinda felt good that i made him feel good but also like i was just raped because he didn't stop when he should of.

he kept fucking me for about 4-5 months 2-3 times a week sometimes less. he wanted to be my daddy and i had to be his little girl. he always preferred to cum in my ass. i tried to get him to use my mouth but he'd use it to get hard then he'd flip me around and slide in like i was property. i just finally gave in and let him tell me what to do. he preferred to take me doggy though a couple of times he spoon fucked me pinning me down my legs hooked immobile in his, my arms pinned and his hand on my throat. sometimes he'd make me cry and he'd muffle my mouth or force me to suck on his fingers. I finally cut him off when he started calling me his bitch and he was gonna breed me like a bitch in heat. he usually talked awful like that but it got worse and worse and when he wanted me to give it up to his dog i didn't let him come back.

I then found another guy(Teen) but i was scared after that first guy and just sucked him off till he came in my mouth. I never talked to him again.

There was another guy(30's) but he didn't like me and got super paranoid after he smoked something. Maybe pot but I think must have been stronger cause he kinda flipped out.

the fourth guy(20's) was a random thing and had a huge piercing on his junk that made me bleed he came in my ass because he ripped the condom. he was nice enough but he left me dripping cum and blood so I never saw him after that.

The fifth guy(50's) was big bristly fat but scary strong and gray. he took me to his house after finding me online. it was a long drive(longer than he said it would be) maybe 40 min I was so scared. deep into the country. truly the middle of nowhere. He had an incredible house was well off. very smart. gentlemanly. but he scared the living out of me because i don't get lost easily and I was really lost. I had smoked a huge 2gm joint before he picked me up. when he got me to his house he made me lots of sweet cherry alcohol drinks(hard stuff too) and then gave me something called a popper to sniff i've never heard of that or since but the whole night was disorienting. I'm tall and slim nerdy and with few muscles and he was built like a brick house short thick and he had muscles. he had gay porn on and asked if i would dress up cute for him. He pulled out a few boxes of women's clothes and kink outfits I of course gave in. I dunno why. I'd never cross dressed before. He picked out the kind of clothes that drove me wild when I was with my wife. A long tight thin dress(the grope fantasy kind) nylons a black bra and matching panties. he said he wanted me clean so he showered and washed and shaved me before he dressed me. I didn;t have a hair left(except on my head) after he was done. The whole time he kept up with the alcohol and poppers. I was feeling pampered and feeling good. Between my submissive nature and all this attention and admittedly the fear I was getting truly turned on. He asked if he could tie me down but I couldn't let him. I was far too afraid. He told me I was passable or more or something. and he loved me and I really gave into him. I dunno why(maybe the drugs and stuff) but I let him have it all. He took me so many times that night I lost count. I fell asleep in his bed with him. and if my ass brushed into his cock he took me again. he fucked me in ways I was sure would break my body. he put my ankles up next to my head and I thought I would die. In the morning before he would drive me home I had to cum for him. That was the first time a guy had ever expected me to cum. I always had just given. Even with my wife I had mostly given though I did cum often in and for her. I'm not easily pushed to orgasm. So he made me lay in his bed stroking myself until I came. when I got home I fell asleep with his cum still in me and he had fucked me so hard long and roughly I was bleeding again. I of course never contacted him again but I've been tempted. The way he treated me was really well even if the whole ordeal made me feel like i was going to be murdered. that was my last bi/gay experience.

i might tell the stories of the girls i did stuff with during my breakdown but I mostly just wanted to get this out there. I'm a loner and I don't have any family so I've never had anyone to confide in I also have high functioning autism and PTSD from being orphaned and put in the system. Might be why I took my separation with my wife so hard. that and the abuses she inflicted on me. I'm just looking for any genuine thoughts. I don't want to be heckled. I know that what I did was weird and disturbing and dangerous. But I wasn't my normal self. So yea. that's about it.

pic related. 23y/o male - broken, tiny dick. my dick is sharply bent downwards when erect. been sterile all my life. fucked up, mole-riddled, tiny chicken-bones body, going bald fast. 5.6', weigh 51kg. virgin. I suspect autism and have massive social anxiety. unemployed, no college education.

how should i end it? gun? rope? jump?

pic related. 23y/o male - broken, tiny dick. dick is sharply bent downwards when erect. been sterile all my life. fucked up, mole-riddled, tiny chicken-bones body, going bald fast. 5.6', weigh 51kg. virgin. I suspect autism and have massive social anxiety. unemployed, no college education.

how should i end it? gun? rope? jump??

Since homosexuality is a flaw (don't try to argue that it's not, you will lose) either genetic or mental, why are we not trying to openly cure it? Why is this flaw not seen in the same light as blindness, autism, deafness or obesity? Why is it not vilified in the same manner that pedophilia, bestiality or violent tendencies are?

Why is this flaw in human behavior being ignored and, in many cases, celebrated?

hi guys finally tried grindr last weekend and got with a guy for the first time ever... never sucked dick before!! but 1) apparently im good at it, 2) cum tastes REALLY BAD and 3) apparently i like fucking cartoon characters and toys way more than i do real people because i felt like shit after, deleted grindr as soon as i got home and never talked to him again. lmao ive reached new levels of autism

I'm a 35 year old single mother, my partner left me when our son turned 3. Sadly we found out our son had severe autism and he was unable to deal with it. My son's particular autism manifests as common traits, especially around aggressive resistance to change and difficulty expressing himself; in fact he's mostly limited to no talk or grunts.

I've not had a serious relationship since my partner left. I've seen a few guys, but mostly they don't hang around. They don't say it, but it's almost certainly because of my son and his need for full-time care. Mostly I'm not bothered about being single, I've got good friends and I've always enjoyed masturbating. ;) It's always been enough for me.

Then last year that changed.

My son has always been big for his age. His father was black and over 6ft tall and our son is a beautiful light shade of brown. However, as my son became a teenager his size became a real problem. Whenever he had one of his episodes, often like a fit, with shouting, and flailing arms, it was becoming very hard to control him. I've collected my fair share of bruises. I know he can't help it and love him completely.

As he's got older, he's also become more aware of his body. Especially his penis, which, at 15 years old was simply huge and he insisted on playing with it or doing silly things with it. I would often tell him off if he started touching it public or at other inappropriate times.

Last year we were at home one evening. I'd just had a bath and came into the living room wearing just my bathrobe. I found my son on the sofa watching TV and touching himself. Normally I immediately react and make him stop, but this time I don't know what came over me but I stood in the door way a watched him for a few moments. He had a full erection and was slow stroking it and peacefully without a care in the world. I found myself staring at him, looking at him in a way I've never looked at him before and I knew that I was starting to get wet and very excited.

I felt disgusted with myself and immediately flew off the handle at him. I shouted at him to stop and I turned the TV off. I should have known better as it caused him distress and led to a severe episode with him throwing himself around and making noises. I had to physically restrain him, which isn't easy when he's so much bigger than me. I was finally able to bundle him onto the sofa and stop him from hurting himself.

After holding him for a few minutes he calmed down. It was then, with me kneeling over him try to catch my breath that I felt him start to rub his cock against the inside of my bare leg. His dick felt enormous and rock hard. I didn't want to stress him again so I let it go, hoping he'd calm down. It was then I noticed that my bathrobe was partly open and one of my breasts had spilled out. I saw him looking at it, just hanging there and heaving as I still breathed heavily. He had a look of pure lust in his eyes. I moved a hand to pull my breast back inside my robe, but he grabbed my wrist and held it like iron.

His breath was getting faster now as he rubbed his cock against my leg more intensely. At this point I wanted my son to be calm and safe and after a while I relaxed and started to enjoy feeling his cock push high up my inside leg, closer to my bare pussy which was now very wet.

Although I desperately wanted to feel that massive cock slide into my wet pussy, part of me was fighting against letting that happen. I just wanted him to be calm and happy, so I pushed him back a little a slid my hand onto his dick and started to gently stroke it. He bucked his hips toward me, indicating that he wanted more. I love the feel of his thick shaft in my hand and opened my robe fully, exposing both of my breasts and laid down next to him. He stared at my tits, which he'd seen hundreds of times since he was little, but this time he was looking at them differently. My nipples were now very hard as I took his enormous dick in my hand and began to gently wank him off.

I reasoned in my mind that he would never have a girlfriend and that I as his mother was the only person able to help him deal with his hormones and urges safely. As he lay there breathing heavily as I wanked him, he tried to push his cock upward toward my face. I wasn't going to let him put his cock in my mouth, that didn't feel right to me. Instead I pushed him back down, pulled up his t-shirt and made him shoot his cum all over his tummy.

After that we lay there together and he fell asleep immediately. I was still incredibly horny from what I'd just experience and I started to touch myself as I looked down his big 15 year old cock laying there and still hard. At one point as I was frigging myself and close to orgasm I actually wiped up some of his cum onto my fingers and put it in my mouth. The taste of it drove me wild and made me cum in seconds. My pussy contracted hard again my fingers as I wiped up more of his cum and spread it over my nipples -- it was enough to send me over the edge and I came so hard I literally gasped and fell back against the sofa unable to move.

In some ways this episode was the start of learning how to calm my son and pacify him. On others it has made him quick to anger if his sexual demands are not met. We've had a few encounters now that have felt a bit rape like, but I know it's safer if I do this for my son so that he doesn't hurt himself or anyone else.