The story of my fascination with burping on command
The earliest that I remember being absolutely fascinated by burping on command I was about 4 years old. There was this kid on my t-ball team I was friendly with. He would finish his water bottle and then taunt me that he was going to burp. I would delightedly pretend to be grossed out yet encouraging. Crazy how vividly we remember shit huh?
Anyways, growing up I never knew how to burp. I was all over the early internet watching burping videos, boiling over with envy and lust over the power that these people had. And of course, would desperately hide my growing enamor with comments of feigned disgust while my heart pounded. “Do they know I like burps?” I remember asking myself so many times over the years.
It wasn’t until high school that I truly made some connections. Blowing loads watching videos of muscle dudes jerking off in locker rooms, and guys belching on command tipped me off to the fact that I maybe.... just maybe... I might just be a little gay lol.
In college I decided, after realizing my dependence on the pleasure of burping videos, that I was going to teach myself to burp. It was then or never. I realized that the older I got, the more I just wish I had done it. So I guess the first phase of my little journey began..... But we will get back to that. There is some other shit I need to go over first lmao.









