I let my friend’s dog lick my balls

This happened about 10 years ago, so I might not get everything 100% correct.

I was best friends with this guy who was my age. In fact, it was the friend who introduced me to a few adult sites. I would sleep over at his house almost every weekend at best and we would often watch explicit movies from late night TV or adult material on our own phones.

We never really talked about it, but we would kinda jerk together. What I mean by this, is that we both would jerk in the same room, at the same time, under our blankets, and even tough we both knew what was happening, we wouldn’t aknowledge it.

We just pretended we were’nt doing anything. (Side note: we never slept or jerked off in the same bed. One of us would usually be laying/sleeping on the floor, while the other one was on the bed/couch).

One time when I was sleeping at his house (just the two of us, I don’t think anyone else was home), I was on his sofa-bed and he was laying on the floor infront of me, basically below me.

I remember that I knew somehow that he was jerking, so I decided to do the same. I was basically using one leg to keep the blanket up, almost as a tent, so I could freely jerk off.

I don’t remeber if he knew what I was doing, but he didn’t look at me once during it. All of a sudden his family’s little dog (I don’t know the breed) came in to the room and decided it would be a good idea to crawl under the blanket to me.

I don’t know if it was because of the sweat or what, but the dog started to lick my balls with his tiny tongue. At first I tried to shoo it away, but he kept licking.

To be honest, it was (and still probaly is) the greatest feeling I’ve ever felt, as the dog licked my nuts and I came. I then got the dog to leave and pretended nothing happened, my friend didn’t know anything.

About a year or so after that I moved to another city with my family, but I would still come visit my home town every other weekend and see the friend.

After a few years from what had happened, my friend told me the dog had died. It was then that I confessed to him what had happened, but my friend didn’t believe me, thinking I was joking (I’m known around my friends for my weird sense of humor).

I felt relieved to have told him it, but some time after I started to feel weird about it. Eventually I lost connection with him and I haven’t spoken to him in propably 7 years or so.

I (32F) am currently pregnant with my first child (15 weeks along).

When my husband (35M) found out we were pregnant, he took it upon himself to drive me to and from work every day, and help me take things into my work place every morning and carry them back out at the end of the day.

I didn’t ask him to do this for me, and have insisted on doing things myself because I can, but I also think it’s sweet he wants to take care of me like that. I am capable of driving and carrying things just fine. However, he really wants to do this for me, so hey not complaining.

I’m not saying anyone should expect their spouse to bend over backwards like this during their pregnancy. However, since my husband has volunteered to do this, I am not going to say no to being pampered either.

I am not the first person in my department to be pregnant or have kids, but I am the youngest. My colleagues seeing this every day have made comments, but nothing rude. They just commented on what my husband does for me, which again is really incredibly sweet of him. However, their comments are becoming incredibly repetitive and annoying to hear as it feels as though they’re blaming me.

One of the coworkers (A, 36F) is a mom and went through a difficult pregnancy while working, while another coworker (B, 35F) is happily childfree. Both have been making comments daily about how I should stand up to my husband and take control of doing things myself.

A keeps recounting her own pregnancy and how her husband never did these things for her, whilst B thinks I am going against feminism. She said that she brought this situation up to her husband and his response was “If you’re expecting me to treat you like that, don’t get pregnant.” Which is pretty appalling imo.

B has even drunk called me on a weekend to inform me that I am going against the core values of feminism, which rubbed me the wrong way because it makes no sense.

Yesterday, A and B were at it again with their comments, and I finally snapped back saying “Sorry it bothers you guys that much that my husband loves me.” They both didn’t take it well as they became quite, and have been very distant since.

I did apologise for snapping, but nothing changed. I do feel bad. am i wrong?

Before I start, I know how dumb this is going to sound. Looking back I know what I did was stupid, so I don’t need people telling me what I already know.

So I got a job offer and they wanted me to do a drug test, today I went to get that done.

What I did was Pee in the toilet, and then take the cup and scoop the water (like I said, I now realize how dumb this sounds. I have never had to take a drug test before this and just assumed this is what I was supposed to do, nobody ever told me anything). I have never done drugs a day in my life, but I now understand this looks sketchy because people try to dilute their urine.

So basically the nurse lady got mad at me, understandably. They made me go to a different location and do an observed test with a doctor, and I did that fine.

They have to send both samples to the lab to inspect them. What I’m afraid of now is they’ll think I purposely diluted the first sample and revoke my job offer.

Once again, please don’t insult me in the comments, I know what I did was extremely dumb. I am probably the first one in the history of mankind to do this. I am thinking maybe I’m not smart enough for this job if I can’t even do this right.