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The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
This is a story on how I fall from being a Mr. Nice Guy to someone who just don't care and just wanna have my own fun. How certain events changed my life to who I am now.
The people involved in the events in year 2011, with names changed to protect identity. Leo(me), 20 years old, height 179cm and weight of 75kg, Average looking and athletic build from frequent gym sessions with buddies. Just fresh out of ITE, waiting for enlistment. No car, no bike. Comes from a poor family, parents always prioritize money over my health. Stephanie, 19 years old, height 165cm, weight 48kg, B cup. Pretty. Slim build. My then Girlfriend from a certain JC. The one who changed my life to what I am now. Slightly above average family background. Joanne, 20 years old, height 175cm, weight of 45kg, C cup(close to D actually), very well toned build. Very pretty. Never get why she had no boyfriends at all. My childhood friend who later become my fuckbuddy. From a rich and caring family that anyone can dream of. (on her 18th birthday, she receive a Range Rover even though she had no license) Remember, all names are changed to protect their identity. The stats provided are what I can still remember. ================================================= A little background story about Stephanie. It was year 2010, Stephanie and I first met each other in the library. I offered the empty seat next to me for her. I was there just drawing random stuffs while she was studying when she commented that my drawing was really nice. It was a Knight. Our conversation leads one thing into another and we soon exchange numbers and had frequent meet ups at the library, until 3 months later, we became an item. No hanky panky, because both she and I held onto the belief that sex should be after marriage. We did some heavy petting but that's about it. ================================================== ======== Year 2011, Stephanie and I had been planning this for weeks. A nice holiday retreat to Bali. I had to work 2 part-time jobs to earn enough and still need to spend the money I saved over the years for it. Much efforts were put into it to make sure she really felt treasured. I want to treat her like a princess. I want to be her knight in shiny armor, giving her the best of my love and time. At that time, I'm sure she felt the same too. Something changed however. During the last two weeks before we set off for the holiday, she started to lock herself in. Everyday, without fail I would call her and ask if she would want to have lunch or dinner with me, she would always say no, she just want to rest. I love her deeply. I never suspected her to do anything unfaithful to me. So I leave it at that. On the day of our holiday, she called and say she won't be able to go as she fell sick, insisting that I should go despite my offer to stay behind to take care of her. Me - "Dear, you sure you don't want me to stay to take care of you?" Steph - "It's ok... J-just go on... A-alone, don't w-waste the effort...L-love you, I hang u-up first, need to r-rest..." Me - "Ok dear, please rest well. When I'm back, I'll inform you! I love you! Bye!" Her words were staggering. I had not given it much thoughts. I was thinking she's really sick. I've decided not to go for my holiday. I cannot just leave her alone. She needs me now. She is sick. I must be there for her! I thought, and so I left for her house straight to surprise her. 1 hour later, I arrived at her house at Yishun. No one was in. Her parents went overseas and she had no siblings. I had access to her house because her parents trust me, and her dad personally handed me a key to their house. I went in. Lay down my backpack, and went into her room. Air-con is still on, but she's not there! I'm started to think of where she might go being sick, perhaps to the doctor. So I sit around and waited. Decided to surf the net on her laptop since it's not password protected only to realize it's still running. I not know why, but I went into her 'My Pictures' folder and there was one folder that caught my attention. It was titled 'Secret Fun'. I went in. What I saw, killed me. I saw pictures of her naked. Tons of it. Taken with another guy having sex. Rooftops, inside and outside of a Lancer, MSCP, her house, in school, corridor of her flat and staircase too, in a hotel suite, that guy's bungalow, in the pool, in the gym, sauna, changing rooms of clothing stores, public toilets and even buses. Tears started rolling down my cheeks as I delete the pictures one by one. (should have send the pictures to my email but I wasn't capable of such thinking at that time.) I lock up everything and went home. How can she betray me? After all that I did for her... She's not satisfied. Upon reaching my home, I saw Stephanie's heels outside with another pair of shoes that I don't recognize. My parents ain't at home judging from the missing shoes. Even from the outside, I could hear loud moans of pleasure. The front door was not lock. I went in quietly, put down my backpack and followed the sound to my room. The door was slightly open, so I peek in. Steph - "Oh god..! Frank..! D-don't stop..!" Frank - "Feels great to be fucking on your boyfriend's bed with another man huh, you slut!?" Steph - "Harder... Ahhh..! Feels so good... oooohhh..!" Both stark naked, fucking doggy style on my bed, facing the door, ignorant of my presence. Despite the heartbreak, I was rather turned on. My dick erects to her ever intensifying moans. Steph - "I'm cumming Frank, don't stop..! Ahhh...! Aaahhh!!!" Frank - "I'll cum into you, slut!" Some more hard thrusts, and they both collapse onto the bed. Followed by long kisses. Pain. So painful. How I want to just walk in and beat the crap out of that guy. I can't do it. I can't bear to bring harm to others . I gently open the door and walk in on both of them in the midst of their passionate exchanges. Fists clenched, a creeping Darkness engulf my very soul... ================================================= Like it, fellow bros? My FB recommended me to share with everyone what actually happened. Will update again soon when I feel like writing. Me and my FB will be writing from our point of view and posting it using this account. I hope you guys will enjoy the story to come.
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Always give the person you fuck proper Respect as a human, and never see her as a thing. Treasure her and she will accept you for who you are. |
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
1st camping reporting
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
Pls go on. waiting for more as its very interesting..
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
True story or fiction?
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
Camping for more bro
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
Fists clenched, a creeping Darkness engulf my very soul...
Drama. Just pure drama. I pulled Frank off my bed, pin him down and release a barrage of fists onto his face I probably broke his nose too. Stephanie was so shock that she didn't even move but to just stare at her 'man' getting his due punishment from me. It was only until when Frank's face turned bloody, Stephanie push me a side and beg me to stop. Frank, still wobbly, didn't even tried to get dress, just ran out of my house naked, probably to his car. I stood there in my room, mind filled with overwhelming anger, shouted at Stephanie. Me - "Why!? Why did you cheat on me!? Have I not love you wholeheartedly enough!?" Tears flowed down both our cheeks as she sits on my bed, and explain how she met Frank. Steph - "I met him when reluctantly went clubbing with my friends... He approached me when I'm too drunk to go home alone. My friends still wanted to stay in the club so they threw me aside to him. He brought me to his hotel room and things... Things just happened..." Me - "...Go on..." Steph - "We had sex... All the way till morning... I've never felt so good in my life before... And before I knew it, I gotten addicted to it... We exchanged phone numbers and meet up occasionally to have sex..." Me - "That's enough... Pack up and leave..." Upon hearing my words, she bowed her head low and started crying. She dress up quickly and leave, constantly saying sorry. I just sat there on my computer seat and stoned away. The room is filled with photo memories of our happy days. I took each photos out and tear it apart. Tears still flowing, pain is excruciating. I felt my soul left, a void in it's place. Within that void, anger and hatred fills. I gave no thoughts to it anymore, and left my house to Vivo City for a pint or two of nice German beer at Brotzeit. It was also there, where I was approached by Joanne, my childhood friend. =========================================== Sorry for the late posting fellow bros. Was caught up in some stuffs that need immediate rectification. Unfortunately, the story written is very much true. No matter how much I want it to be untrue, it already happened to me in my life. The pain, the sorrow and grief, how I dump my knightly armor for the cloak of darkness and lust. The next post will be by my FB. Hope you guys had the patience to stay tune to read the next installment! Hope all bros can show more support!
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Always give the person you fuck proper Respect as a human, and never see her as a thing. Treasure her and she will accept you for who you are. |
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
no offense, but ITE you can write like that, really great man, TS you got potential(: support!
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Quote:
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
/ roar...
MOAR please!!!!!! its a very good piece of work..well written and i can feel it... although your situation i could narrate to...but i was in ns and while calling my that stupid slut bag, a guy picked up her phone and told me that they were an item.. i nearly burst my vessels and entertained the thoughts of awol..but at tekong cannot awol...thought of running to the penguin and just dun care... luckily got my brothers to help me lol thinking back it was stupid la but part and parcel of life |
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
all past is past bro. camping to give u support
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
thats what happen when a guy love too much too deep
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
Great start. I can't even begin to imagine the pain.
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Re: The Fallen Guy - A story of how certain events changed me.
Love. Sigh. Feeling high to the max, low to the max too. Take it easy bro
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