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I am one of those registered s** offenders that someone wrote about on here earlier.
I apologized to the woman I raped- we got to meet just for an hour. She even allowed me to hug her, as we both shed tears. A weight holding us together from that traumatic experience was broken and now we both can move on to our futures.
The first thing I’m going to do is learn to love myself and my body again. I’m going to do these relaxing exercises where you lay naked and explore each part of your body as you meditate. It’s supposed to make you feel more comfortable in your skin, which I desperatly need. I will no longer injure my p**** on purpose or deny it s***** pleasure when it needs it. Hurting and denying my body of it’s basic functions was hurting my physical energy according to this meditation specialist.
Lastly, I’m going to try and learn to feel safe around women again. I have been hurt by them both physically and psychologically since I told them I was a r*****. If a woman says one disrespectful thing to me about that incident, out she goes. I refuse to be belittled by comments like “youre no good”, ” idiot”, even being called a r***** hurts and I’m not going to allow it. I do hope I find the right woman for me, though and I will treat her like a queen.

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.