My wife thinks I impotent..I made out to her I am too. I love and adore my wife and our life and family and everything she does for me.. but we don’t have sex. And I don’t wanna have sex with her either.i just don’t fancy or want her that way anymore..it’s been about 3 yrs now.. we don’t even try no more but it’s me that doesn’t respond to her.. I don’t get hard for her at all. But I do for porn which is all I got right now..but I just make out I am impotent. I been to docs etc neurology there is no treatment etc cause I been through this so she understands my pretence problem...2 yrs ago I met an old girlfriend and I fucked her all afternoon.. felt really guilty but I needed that to prove something to myself..I don’t go far and I don’t meet women on the side.. although I wish I could. I need sex.. I do love my mrs and I don’t want to split or be without her as she is amazing .. but I so need to fuck a woman like I used to ? I dun wanna hurt anyone or lose what I got..what to do ? I see gorgeous looking girls everywhere who look sexy ..I wish I saw my mrs that way..since we married years ago she piled the weight on and looks ugly physically. I don’t wanna sound cruel.. what do I do? Please feel free to comment..
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This place is no longer pushing boundaries, it is in fact, because of the goody goody self appointed censors, just like all the other 10 a penny, bog standard porn sites. You could stick a pin in the screen and find a thousand sites just like it ( not recommended for fellow Mac users but OK for those with a PC) Censorship kills controversy, exchange of views, intellectual debate, artistic expression and can lead to a low sperm count and impotence in teenage boys and a desire to help out around the house instead of spanking the monkey all day. So come on guys, get some fucking balls and get your depraved shit on here. This has been a post by the 'Centre for Unfulfilled Net Tossers' or CUNT for short.
i am impotent and haven't fucked for years
I confess, I'm 23 years old, and I have erectile dysfunction due to low testosterone.
My sex drive had been dwindling as it barely started, and when I was finally no longer able to get it up without aid, I asked my doctor to test for it, and he confirmed. I have way below acceptable levels of testosterone.
This is the most embarrassing problem for me to have, and I don't know where to go at this point. Should I accept a hormone treatment and accept the unfortunate side effects, or stay an impotent wimp.
i am watching the american elected official, mr obama, and i believe he is a robot sent from the future to disable america prosperity with his talk about social justice for all peoples and logical health care reforms and gun bans. sure, he will make america more prosperous and free, but he will make it harder for militiamen like me and my buddies from forming militia to defend against the british in case they come over to re-conquer america.
a robot sent from the future, where britain once again rules the world and the world all plays fucking soccer, is a world that is crazy enough to send back a black elected official to steer america to an evil and impotent state. we must warn ourselves to this menace, and disclose this "man" as the futuristic cyborg that he is. even now as i youtube his speech and see the metallic glint in his eye as he seeds our minds with his british thoughts, i shudder with horror.
I confess
# 1 Every person on this planet is raised to be "straight". Religion society and the media program/mental conditioning/stalkhome syndrom/brain wash men in thinking gay is bad. Gay men are represented as hyperfeminin flamboyant and utterly obsessed with sex. Point being most gays can't relat to this thus they think they are not gay... Gay men are more then capable of having sex with women excluding the impotent. Sadly its not hard to ... a chick. Most gays go thru that phase and usually lasts their intire life. The scary part is these men think they are invinceable. Ex if he doesn't think hes gay he can't catch sti's normally associated with being gay...
#2 Contrary to statistics over 70% of men are gay. 80% are and will remain closeted for their lifetime... what most closet gays don't understand being gay is NOT a choice regardless of how hard you try aka marriage children...
#3 The word bisexual is a copping mechanism. Falling back to point #1 if you can't relat you must not be... unfortunitly gay is NOT a choice it is 100% genetic usually passed down from the father. The world makes being gay a joke people are being prosecuted in russia the middle east for example... Even more terrifying only gays hate gays.
What happened? She was posted regularly by her semi-impotent husband then just stopped. Love those saggy tits and she'd be a great fuck with a man who knew what he was doing.
Where is more of her?
Now this will be a bit longer, and not very exciting, but forgive me, since it is a kind of a burden I can't share with anyone.
My husband is impotent, and I love him beyond anyone else in this world.
I had a few boyfriends before him, but when we met, I knew it instantly, that he was the one. Sex was amazing, but at that time, I genuinely thought sex is not that important, when you have love. Fast forward to some five years ago, we both came north of 40, and suddenly, he just stopped pursuing me, so I took the initiative. It did not happen over night, but I realized he has trouble getting hard, so I gave my best to help him, anyway I could, dressing up, watching porn together, constantly asking him what he wants, what is his fantasy, but I guess he knew his libido was dying, so that just made him close into himself, which eventually lead to him not being able to get hard at all. I tried convincing him to go and find some kind of therapy, and that made him even more bitter and angry, at me, himself, the world...
After a while, he started pretending like everything was just fine, and we dared not mention it ever again, and at that point, I realized, how important sex actually is.
It progressed, first I came looking for places similar to this one, only much softer, and over time my lust became more evident, and my online searches more and more hard core.
I didn't plan to cheat, but one night, it just happened, I met a man at a bar I was with one of my friends. I cried my eyes out coming back home, but tomorrow, I felt nothing but relief from what has happened. I was scared of seeing anyone more than once, since that seemed like an affair, but this one night thing, was nothing more than a natural valve for release of pressure.
Yesterday, I was thinking back on this, since we had a very touchy family celebration going on, and it affected me, emotionally, the guilt was eating me out. Thinking back, I realized, that in the past four and a half - five years, I have had sex with 48 different guys, only once with each of them. I had no idea it is that much, I would just go out searching for someone, whenever I had a chance, and whenever it felt like I can't do it anymore, not realizing, that it was once a month, on average.
Now I feel disgusted by myself, and determine, not to see anyone, ever again, and if I have to live in the online fantasy world, so be it, and I felt the need to share this.
Indigenous Cuckoldress & Caucasian impotent Cuck here. We'd like to have conversation with dominant Males or Females into raceplay dominantion, Indigenous cuckolding and many other subjects. 😈♠️❤️
I have been a doctor for several years, and I confess that I love when a man received an injury to his genitals, I love making them feel impotent or less men, mentioning how strange it is that his penis is so small, if the blow was in the testicles, I mention infertility and impotence as very likely and the possibility of amputating the testicles and even the penis, I love seeing their terrified faces, I feel so powerful and if I have removed testicles and penises from men who really needed surgery, I loved it destroy them physically and mentally. a kiss and take care of your parts guys.
tiny man you talk tough but attack children...how droll, such a brave defective little man...obviously your parents were defective as well...pity they fucked, now look what they produced: an impotent twerp who can't make it with a real woman, an utterly insignificant frightened wannabe man... give me your address or agree to meet me ANYWHERE ANYTIME, you won't because you and those like you are COWARDS, as is proven by your obvious inabilities. The terror you feel when facing an adult, is for you, overwhelming... poor pathetic creature meet me and I'll help you to see just how utterly inadequate you are...how amusing it is to know that every time the door bell rings or any time you see a police car you are terror stricken, as well you should be. You'll be waiting? Never, you are a coward you hide and attack those you perceive as defenseless, I am not...meet me little man and I'll happily prove it. Knowing you as I do, I can say with absolute certainty that you will not meet me, you will continue to cower in your hovel, fantasizing about your brave exploits...you know the ones..attacking defenseless children, such a tough guy. I live in NY and can be anywhere in the world within 30 hours...so tough guy meet me and I will impress upon you the error of your miserable life. Yes you are IMPOTENT, so at least your parents mistake cannot be repeated. LOL
I confess, I am a 22 year old, very small small, very ugly man who has been impotent all his life, has severe Peyronie's disease, a 1-inch penis, scars and disfigurements all over my body, very low bone density and have never had a girlfriend.
I am basically a moly and uglier version of captain america before his vita ray treatment. My family hates me, I dropped out of school and I am struggling financially. I am close to anorexic because of long hours in catering work and not enough money to pay rent and eat well.
When I was younger, I fell in love with an amazing, beautiful and intelligent girl, but it was never returned. I confess I no longer resent this.
I confess that all my bitterness at one point, made me an extremely unpleasant person. I lied, was conceited in nature and pushed everyone away. I am still struggling with these traits.
I confess I once felt music. I confess I once felt nostalgia, and that life was incredible and full of promises and there was so much in the world to see. I confess that I am now terrified of the world, and of people. I am terrified of each that follows the next.
I confess I hang around scumbag pervert websites like this one, because I believe that there is nothing wrong with this. I am just a product of failed genetics, a runt child from a litter of 3. I believe I ended up doing the things I do because I am just a product of the way the world treats people like me.
I confess I regret NOTHING.