I was at the newsstand a few weeks ago and noticed Cosmo has published a magazine full of "confessions." That’s a great idea as I've been collecting "confessions" for many years.
Read and enjoy! Here are the (very real) confessions!
Boy does size matter to me
I am ashamed of the size of my penis. I do the usual things to avoid any of my peers seeing it. Avoid urinals, communal change rooms, showers etc. I am 45 years old and am hung like a 12 year old. It is especially tiny when flaccid in comparison to others I have seen over the years. In early high school I noticed to my ongoing chagrin that I was definitely smaller than all of the other boys in my Phys-Ed class. This did not go unnoticed and I was verbally humiliated relentlessly. I have never recovered from this.
About a year ago I actually confessed this to my then girlfriend who was very kind and sympathetic to my plight. It was somewhat of a relief to talk to someone about it.
The hell?
I think I am falling in love with an inmate. I did not expect to feel this way about him. My only intention was to provide a listening ear or an innocent friendship but I find myself thinking about him all the time and having fantasies about him. I am afraid of telling this to anyone. What would they think of me?
That’s (not) what friends are for
My friend and her man are on the rocks, and I have contemplated stepping in and giving him a shoulder to cry on in addition to shagging his brains out!
He’s only good for one thing
I broke up with my ex almost seven months ago but he still loves me. He does basically any and everything for me and won't be with another woman sexually. I don't share those feelings, but I sure love the banging sex we have. Whenever I get an urge I go to his house, freak him, and bounce. It's the best sex I ever had, and I love the fact that I don't have to share anything besides sex with his stupid ass. He thinks I care about him. I don't know why but, hey, as long as I get to satisfy myself he can think whatever he wants.
A tale of two women
I've been seeing this girl for almost three months, and I fell head over heels for her -- so much that I traveled with her to meet her parents, and I've been shopping with her for wedding rings. The problem is that last night I went to see my ex, and I told myself I wouldn't do anything...but ended up making wild, passionate love to her. I told my ex that I didn't feel guilty about it, but I do. I feel as if I'm in love with both women, but I know this is not possible. If I could marry both of them, I would. Instead I have to make a choice that I don't want to make. Women reading this will probably call me a dog, and I wouldn't blame them. You see, I know that one or both of these women will end up being hurt badly because of my actions, and I am so sorry about it, because they're both good women.
Coming this Thursday!
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