I’m not really mad at anyone because other than my parents, nobody knew it was my birthday. It’s just…I’m sad. I never met anyone. I never had kids. I never moved up to some terrific job where the whole gang is throwing me a party. I’ve been on 12 hour days with rude, entitled people on their vacations celebrating their weekends trying to make them happy. And it’s like…I know this is what I signed up to do but yesterday I was just taken aback for a moment. I remember my aunt/uncles and parents 50th birthdays. They were amazing parties we planned weeks in advance & we’d talk about those dinners for months. I barely got a lunch break by myself for 20 minutes.

I just came to the conclusion, after dealing with the last screaming couple before closing last night, there will be no kids or nieces or nephews planning dinners for me, no boyfriend or spouse coming to take me for a drink after work…I’ve been waiting and waiting for all this time and it’s never happened.

I must have thought that by 50 something magical would’ve happened or I would’ve met someone. Now I’ve gone through all these milestones alone and now it’s like…what’s the point of meeting anybody? It would’ve been fun to have someone in my life for all those moments. I feel like I’ve missed all that now.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5552001&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5231527",#47819199)

First off, happy 50th!

When my dad turned 50 I went all out. Huge catered surprise party with all of his friends and family. For the rest of his life he talked about how great that day was. It was one of the best experiences of his life. Funny thing is I wasn't that close to him at the time. I just thought he deserved it.

I'm twenty years younger than him. And I have always been very close with my daughter. So I built it up in my head for two decades that she'd go to a whole other level. The day came and she showed up at my house. She gave me the a cheap, generic gift. A $3 water bottle on my least favorite color. Something she had never done before. Usually her gifts are great. Still thinking I was in for a hell of a party I assumed it was just a bad gift to throw me off. Later that afternoon my wife asked if I'd like to go to dinner. I agreed thinking we would be going to my favorite spot. Nope. She wanted to go to the restaurant half a block from our house. A place not even remotely the kind of place you'd have a party. We walked down there and a few family members and a couple of my friends were sitting and waiting. Ten minutes later my daughter, her husband and kids showed up. No gift, no card, nothing. I found out later that she only had one job to do for the party, bring the balloons. I'm the balloon guy in the family. I bring them to every single birthday party. Even knowing that she didn't bring them. Says she forgot. I was glad to see the people who showed up and I'm not trying to sound unappreciative but the whole thing crushed me. The reason there weren't many people there was that it was a very last minute thing my wife threw together. Like literally the day before. Twenty years of looking forward to something and it ended up being one of the greatest disappointments of my life. Because of it I don't care about birthdays any longer. And the relationship between my daughter and myself is basically non-existent.

I'm glad I have a family and all of that. Just wanted to give you an example of what a 50th birthday party can be like with all of the things you say you don't have. Just having a wife and kids doesn't guarantee good things.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5552001&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5231527",#47819286)

"unicornbelly 107 points 6 months ago

I stopped at a small, out of the way rest area. Went in to take a leak and while at the urinal I noticed a glory hole. And a finger came through the hole motioning for me. I was in my twenties, single, curious and up for anything those days so I obliged. I was getting a great blowjob and someone opened the door. So I yanked my dick out and turned towards the urinal. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. He said he was with the guy in the stall. I thought I was about to get robbed but he reached around and grabbed me. Then he turned me back to the hole and put it back in. He gave me a great shoulder rub while his guy sucked me off. It was my one and only glory hole experience. In my 50+ years it's in my top ten hottest sexual experiences of my life."

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5552001&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5231527",#47822759)

submitted 8 months ago by unicornbelly

My (m51) daughter and only child (f33) told me a few months ago that her and her husband (m30) have started living the cuckold lifestyle. I cannot express how much I hate knowing about it. And they post it all online and act like it's the most normal thing ever. I'm disgusted by the whole thing. I don't want anything to do with either of them because of it. My father passed away last week and the son-in-law offered me zero condolences. No call, no text and a no show at the funeral. Daughter told me tonight that he did that on purpose because I didn't speak to him the last time I was at their house. It was just a few days after learning of their gross lifestyle choices. I was/am angry at the guy. He's having men come to their house and have sex with her while he's at work. She films it and he watches at work. And they are doing it all in the home they are raising my two grandsons in. When he married her and I gave him her hand that included her protection. As far as I'm concerned he's wildly failing in that department. And I have zero interest in speaking to him. And they are both upset with me about it. What father would ever be ok with any of this? I'm definitely not. And a big part of me just wants to cut off all contact and move on. I'm trying my absolute best to live as stress free a lifestyle as possible. And they are the complete opposite of that. Every single interaction I have with them just wrecks my whole brain. I'm sad, frustrated, heartbroken and just needed to vent. Finding out he was so petty as to kick me when I'm at my lowest has pushed me to a point I'm not sure I recover from. And before they got married my daughter was my favorite person on earth. Over the last ten years he's slowly changed her into someone I don't even recognize. I'm not sure where to go from here. Or what the future holds. Like I said, I just needed to vent.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5552001&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5231527",#47822763)

A mmf situation. It was a spur of the moment deal. I was in a hot tub with a friend and his wife. They brought up the subject and I was drunk enough to say sure. She yanked on my dick like she was starting a shitty lawnmower. Then she sat on my face but my head was shoved back over the edge of the tub. I though my neck was going to break. Then unexpectedly they got out of the hot tub and left. So I got my dick nearly yanked off and a broken neck without actually getting to fuck anyone. Then they tried to hold it over my head like I owed them something for being allowed into their marriage. Constantly calling asking for favors or loans. So that was the end of that. I've not spoken to them since and that was nearly 20 years ago.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5552001&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5231527",#47822775)