u/UrdnotSentinel02

First post - https://old.reddit.com/r/gaycuckold/comments/1tb7vh2/boyfriend_left_me_and_i_couldnt_be_happier_for_him/

It's our last day in our shared apartment, I'm moving 3 states back to my family, my ex is moving in with his boyfriend.

We've been fucking every night for the past 2 weeks, and I usually got sloppy seconds, the three of us are going on a send away dinner date tonight, and afterwards will be the last time ex and I fuck.

My heart is beating so fast, this waiting makes me anxious 😮‍💨

When I poop my pants I like to enjoy it for as long as possible, but due to obligations I can usually only enjoy it for about 30 minutes (+ 1 hour cleanup)

On the rare days where I have free reign I will go 3-5 hours; My body naturally needs to shit at noon (Literally on the toilet as I'm writing this at 12:15 😜) but I can sometimes hold it into the later day if I need to.

Of course if I had my absolute way I would be poopy 24/7, I would sleep in it, work in it, etc but sadly we don't live in that world 😔

Well it happened, after a 5 year relationship and 2 years of cuck play, it turned out the only natural way it could.

My BF (26) and me (24) opened our relationship in 2023, we would meet guys on Sniffies or at bars for threesoms.

A year later we started getting into voyeurism, we liked making porn for ourselves, we would fuck around with other guys while the other recorded and take turns, but that didn't last long, we got tired of dealing with the camera because it kinda ruined the moment.

Playing stag was a great time, but that inevitably led to us accepting a cuck dynamic but it wasn't strict, we would still take turns, or challenge eachother to not cum for a set amount of days.

I recently became uncomfortable with hooking up with strangers after a bad incident but my guy wanted to keep up, so we agreed to find a third partner. We found a man on sniffies who was a bull for another couple in the past so had experience.

We agreed that I would be the cuck, since I'm generally the more submissive between us (We're both ultimately verse) and that was honestly the highlight of our relationship, watching him with such a strong and beautiful guy.

We still had sex occasionally, BF would fuck me at least once a week, I would blow the bull or eat BFs ass after, I would get sloppy seconds too 🥴

BF admitted to me that he caught feelings for our bull, which made me jealous in the best way possible, I had to admit that I have too, in a way, our bull is a great man, he's the ideal in many ways, hell he even paid for some of our dates in full, he's smart, you can hold a solid conversation with him on anything, so many hobbies, movie trivia.

That's when they started going on dates without me, with my consent obv, I allowed them to start fucking without me present as long as they got pictures for me.

Those months went by quick, until last week, BF came to me crying, said it was serious and that he didn't want to hurt me, that he feels like our relationship is done, and he doesn't feel the spark anymore.

He was far more distraught than me, he was actually unnerved by how calm I was when I told him it's okay, that I'm happy for him and I want him to be happy, I told him that I still feel a spark for him, but that spark can exist as friendship, I even mare a joke about how this is just late stage friendzoning 🤣

We're still living together atm but he plans on moving in with bull, about an hour away from where we've been living in NY. I'm moving out of state back to Michigan to be with my family, I've already told them about the breakup.

It's ironic, since the break we've been fucking more than ever, every day, just like the beginning of our relationship. Knowing that one of these days will be our last together. It's weird how happy I feel, turning a new page, entering the next stage of my life.

I will get a new BF soon, I don't plan on staying celibate outside of the dynamic, me and ex will def stay in contact across state lines, we still keep eachother's snap, I'm so excited to see him & bull's stories after I'm moved 🥴

I just want to wax about my love of soiling.

One of my earliest memories is of pooping my diaper and trying to hide it because I didn't want to get cleaned.

Shitting myself is the most pleasant experience I can imagine, nothing satisfies me more than squatting on my couch and letting a fat fart rip, the heavy soft loaf filling my underwear with a crackling noise, the hot moisture, the way it squishes as a sit my weight down upon it, the beautiful earthen smell emanating my room and hanging around for hours.

Ever since I made beans, peas, and lentils a staple of my daily diet my poops have gotten so big and perfectly textured, solid and dense but still really soft and wet 🥴