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I am not who everyone thinks I am. 



Who I really am has been kept completely secret from literally everyone in my day to day life, including both wives of two failed marriages with neither having any clue of what they were actually married to. 



When family and former closest friends discovered and clearly saw the real me, every one immediately erased me from their lives, as I fully expected.



Most of them even deny having ever known me, which may help explain how or why most people who do know me including my thousands of followers at Facebook still have no idea that the photographer who’s work they admire is something no rational person would ever want anyone to see their names visible as being an admirer of or a fan of someone with a secret life where I’m in several hundred h******** mostly amateur gay p*** videos all over the internet to be sure.



What’s far more shocking and revoting to those who discover the real me, which for reasons even I am not 100% sure of, why I include my full real name in the titles and descriptions which makes it so easy for them to see by a simple search using my name especially if along with my name a word is included lie “p***, or X**, or s***, or toilet” etc., dozens of pages of resulting videos appear, including dozens showing black men using my mouth as if it’s an actual toilet.


Yeah, I’m serious, and with high def, closeup slow motion replay of the most degrading scenes. I love being degraded to the max.



When anyone who thought well of me sees the real me, that me, it becomes easy to understand who they would not want anyone to know they ever had any association with me of any kind. And, perhaps it explains why I’ve kept the real me secret from everyone except for the millions of adults worldwide who frequent p*** sites, especially gay s*** p*** sites.



I feel the thousands who follow me should know who they really are seen following, but I’ve never had there courage to confess this to them myself. 



Who knows, perhaps my confession here might be seen by some who figure out who I am from information I include who might search the name of who they suspect, maybe they will share some links within comments at my Facebook page where I’ve at least gone into settings and removed the filters that previously blocked public comments or reviews from appearing at my FB page.



This probably is an odd confession to anyone who reads it, but it’s real unfortunately and it’s mine. And I clearly am not what everyone who knows me thinks I am.

New Confession

I remember we were both 16 I believe or she was older. No, she was a senior in high school and I was a sophomore. I knew her because we talked most of his time but at the same time I remember months later, she walked me down the steps and broad daylight in our apartment and that’s the first time I got my s** experience for my girl and I remember she was bending down I saw her with no p****** and I remember she got down after she bend over I said please get up and I said what are you gonna show me and she got done she put on my pants and she said you’re hairy and I said I know I am I forgot to shave and s***. I got hard and she said you have a huge c*** and I said I know I do I said I did them with it not that much and she started sucking it and giving me a h******* and it was nice. I don’t know if I peed or I come I don’t remember, but that’s when her little brother caught us and I said oh s*** we’re in trouble dude and I said please get up and her mom was there too like damn we’re fucked and we went to go back to the apartment and I’m like damn pain of shame and I’m was about to slapper and the siblings and her brother was there and I said kids go to the kitchen or go upstairs please dude I don’t know man go to the kitchen or go upstairs please dude thank you and the mom said listen to me while I’m talking to you and I said ma’am, you don’t have to your daughter and she was about you and I defend her and I’m saying ma’am don’t hit your daughter please and she said oh and I said no we’re not in love or anything it would just have fresh experience that’s all but I never only texted her once I said do you hey do you remember the black cat in our apartment and that’s it and she texted back saying what do you mean and I said do you know the cat and and no, and we just talked after that, but we didn’t do anything. Nothing like that then she said call my mom and I said I don’t know where she live and she said yeah you do and I called my mom and my mom was about to hit me. She got mad and s*** and I said mom don’t hit me. Hey don’t hit me please what’s wrong with you? We’re teenagers for once and we got caught and this is public disobedience I understand we probably traumatized that child but what I’m saying is it so forget what happened today and never speak of it again

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