Gay Male / 44
Repressed Homosexuality, That's The Opinion Of The Court Psychologist
I woke up with a morning hard on. I had to pee bad so I peed in the shower. I brushed my teeth and went out to make some coffee. That's when I noticed there was a guy in my bed. My head cleared up, it was the guy I met at the club. Not again.
This is my story, of homosexual behavior. I'm in my forties, I am married, but separated because of my sex addiction. I have three daughters and they are going to be taken from me. My wife discovered my addiction when she got an STD. Like last night, I don't remember coming home with him, or having sex with him but I'm sure I did.
I can't control it, not for a very long time. It happened in college, it happened after I got married. Always the same, a drive that takes over me. I have to convince him to go to bed with me. In those situations when I wasn't under the influence I top them, once and then sayonara. This guy is sayonara, I don't want to know his name.
Because of my wife I had to have a phycological profile presented to the court, when I was still fighting for custody of my daughters. Repressed Homosexuality, and uncontrollable pension for sexual dominance. Basically a predator. That was the summation. A sexual homosexual predator. Even if my 'targets' are not underage. Maybe that's why I get drunk with the help of some other influencers to get courage.
My daughters were interviewed without their mother, all three of them said they didn't want to stay with me. I gave in, I will pay child support and wish them well. I am not sure I will be well. Better to brush my teeth and shave in the shower. No mirror. In the meantime I hear my guest is up and I'm going to help him get his stuff and shut the door behind him.
This is my story, of homosexual behavior. I'm in my forties, I am married, but separated because of my sex addiction. I have three daughters and they are going to be taken from me. My wife discovered my addiction when she got an STD. Like last night, I don't remember coming home with him, or having sex with him but I'm sure I did.
I can't control it, not for a very long time. It happened in college, it happened after I got married. Always the same, a drive that takes over me. I have to convince him to go to bed with me. In those situations when I wasn't under the influence I top them, once and then sayonara. This guy is sayonara, I don't want to know his name.
Because of my wife I had to have a phycological profile presented to the court, when I was still fighting for custody of my daughters. Repressed Homosexuality, and uncontrollable pension for sexual dominance. Basically a predator. That was the summation. A sexual homosexual predator. Even if my 'targets' are not underage. Maybe that's why I get drunk with the help of some other influencers to get courage.
My daughters were interviewed without their mother, all three of them said they didn't want to stay with me. I gave in, I will pay child support and wish them well. I am not sure I will be well. Better to brush my teeth and shave in the shower. No mirror. In the meantime I hear my guest is up and I'm going to help him get his stuff and shut the door behind him.
