Pissed at my Dad
DodgeChallenger
Registrant
I get angry at my dad. He made me feel safe all the time. It was my dad and my two older brothers on our own. Nudity was commonplace. Underwear were shared among all of us. Dad was an exboxer who owned a bar. My brothers and I were wrestlers. Our bathroom had a huge shower area where three of us could shower at the same time if needed. We would laugh and smack each other. Some of our greatest talks were completely naked in that shower.
In high school I was the Joc and felt safe in the lockerrooms there. The sophomores held us naked in the showers under the cold water. We in turn did that to the new freshman when we were older. It was all in good fun. It was safe with only mild flirting and comparing going one.
My dad put me in bodybuilding contests in NY and Jersey. I won quite a few. I just didn't know that men with wedding bands would want to touch my ass or package. I didn't know people wanted to use me. I didn't know so many men would be angry or jealous of me when they saw me naked. I figured my brothers and I were just normal. I didn't know we were above average. Dad didn't warn me to watch who was oiling me up before a competition. Dad didn't warn me that some other wrestlers could grab me where it hurts and twist their hand hoping I will lose my grip. Dad didn't warn me that some of the wrestlers there were into body contact. Dad brought home women often. He didn't allow me to hear the noises of two people who loved each other. He allowed me to hear the voices of two people getting off, sometimes it was a 3some or foursome. My dad didn't warn me that if he passed out from drinking, his lady friends would seek sex from his boys who were in their teens.
My dad loves me. But sometimes I am so angry because I had no idea that men would want to touch or penetrate my ass because I was athletic and cut with hardly any body fat. I just didn't know. He did not warn me.
Jake
In high school I was the Joc and felt safe in the lockerrooms there. The sophomores held us naked in the showers under the cold water. We in turn did that to the new freshman when we were older. It was all in good fun. It was safe with only mild flirting and comparing going one.
My dad put me in bodybuilding contests in NY and Jersey. I won quite a few. I just didn't know that men with wedding bands would want to touch my ass or package. I didn't know people wanted to use me. I didn't know so many men would be angry or jealous of me when they saw me naked. I figured my brothers and I were just normal. I didn't know we were above average. Dad didn't warn me to watch who was oiling me up before a competition. Dad didn't warn me that some other wrestlers could grab me where it hurts and twist their hand hoping I will lose my grip. Dad didn't warn me that some of the wrestlers there were into body contact. Dad brought home women often. He didn't allow me to hear the noises of two people who loved each other. He allowed me to hear the voices of two people getting off, sometimes it was a 3some or foursome. My dad didn't warn me that if he passed out from drinking, his lady friends would seek sex from his boys who were in their teens.
My dad loves me. But sometimes I am so angry because I had no idea that men would want to touch or penetrate my ass because I was athletic and cut with hardly any body fat. I just didn't know. He did not warn me.
Jake