rSlash - r/Bestof My Sister and Boyfriend Have an INSANE Secret

Episode Date: April 10, 2023

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Welcome to our slash best of redditor updates, where O.P.'s boyfriend was caught in a very, very compromising position. Today I effed up by telling my parents I was gay to avoid their arranged marriage proposals. So I'm pretty straight. Maybe slightly buy if we count Finn boys. Let's get that out of the way first. I'm also an Indian American male around 26 years of age. I'd also like Indian American male around 26 years of age. I'd also like to clear up some misconceptions about a ranged marriage. A lot of non-Indians seem to think that it's literally your parents who choose who you marry, and that's that, but that's not really the case.

Instead, it's more like your parents tap into their network to find potential partners for you. If you like each other's pictures, then you meet in person, and then decide whether or not you want to get married. So basically, your parents are tender, and you get a meeting or two to decide whether or not you want to get married. It's not quite as bad as any of you think it is, but the whole process feels super rushed, and I'd rather date someone before I figure out if we're compatible or not. Anyways, my parents have recently been getting on my case about getting married. Apparently I'm getting older, I need to settle down and give them grandkids or something like that.

Basically, every time I see them, they have a new potential match for me, a picture of some new girl, and ask me if I'd be willing to meet her. It's honestly super annoying, but I'm too non-confrontational to really put my foot down and say, I don't want an arranged marriage. After all, if I do, there'd be an argument or at minimum some interrogation about why I don't want one. Anyways, I was thinking of ways that I could get them to stop harassing me about getting married, and the idea of the title popped up in my head. I decided it'd be a lot easier to just come at as gay, then to explain to them that I don't want an arranged marriage.

My parents were fairly conservative, but they're not the type to disown their kids. And if I just said that I was gay, then I'd have a solid reason to not get an arranged marriage, because I didn't like girls. So, that's what I ended up telling them the last time I visited. They were showing me pictures of some girl and I just looked them in the eyes and said, Mom, Dad, I'm gay.

They got really quiet and awkward and asked me if I was sure and I said yes. My mom told me they'd love me no matter what and to do what makes me happy. My dad was a lot more awkward and quiet, but later gave me a similar talk about how he was a bit uncomfortable with the idea, but recognizes that times are changing, and I should do what makes me happy. Overall, I did feel kind of bad because of how genuinely my parents seemed to respond to me, but I was happy with the result. They stopped giving me arranged marriage proposals and stopped showing me pictures of girls.

That is, until last weekend. I know where this is gonna go, and it's so funny and wholesome. Okay, I visited them as usual, and I was greeted by my mom who was more excited than usual. She sat me down and pulled out a binder with a bunch of pictures of guys. Apparently, my parents had spent the last month or so looking for any and all gay, Hindu,

Indian men who I could potentially marry. So now, I guess I'm dealing with the exact same situation as before, but instead of being greeted with pictures of cute Indian girls, I get to see pictures of gay Indian dudes instead. F my life low. At this point, the plan is to either find a girlfriend and tell my parents that she totally turned me straight, or maybe marry a twink or something. I don't know. And then about one month later, OP posted an update. The week and after I'd made the post, I visited my parents as always, and I resolved myself to tell them the truth.

However, when I got there, my mom, as always, pushed the binder in my hands, and I kind of lost my resolve to tell her. I decided to just play along. It was then that I remembered the people on this thread who made fun of me for liking fem boys, and question whether or not I was really straight. I kind of took that to heart, and decided to look at the binder of dudes and earnests to see if I liked any of them. To be honest, I'm really glad that I did.

Most of the dudes were unattractive as expected, but I found a dude on there who I legitimately think is cuter and more feminine than the vast majority of girls I've seen. I told my mom I liked him and she just kind of joked around asking me what the point of being gay is when I wanted a dude who looked like a girl anyways. She talked to his parents, we had a meeting set up over Zoom, and overall it went really well. Me and him have a bunch of common interests, we're both massive weaves and history nerds, and he also disclosed that he apparently crossed rest in private, which only made me like him even more.

This is the story's ridiculous. It is so wholesome! In the end though, we both decided that we didn't want a Russian to marriage and wanted to do a dating trial run of sorts. I told my parents and they were fine with it. My dad literally just told me that as long as we have marriage as an eventual goal and didn't passionately hug before marriage, they didn't mind if we dated. Y'all, this whole situation could have been avoided, though I'm kinda glad that it wasn't. Luckily, he lives in the same state as me, but he was still a 3-4 hour drive away. So, mostly, we've just had discord calls and spent time together gaming for the past few weeks.

This Saturday, though, we finally managed to meet up in person and have a date, and honestly, I think I'm kinda in love. This dude is cuter than any girl I've ever met, but unlike most girls, he's actually into the same things as I am. Anyways, we ended up having a great day out on Saturday, and I ended up staying at his place over the weekend. Though surprisingly, I kept my promise to my dad and kept it in my pants. Anyways, yeah, I'm now back home and extremely happy with my decision to lie to my parents. Then again, is it really lying if it turned out to be true? I really, really do like him, and I'll probably ask him to marry me in a couple of months from now if nothing goes wrong.

Too long didn't read. I guess I really was gay all along. This top comment from Kitty Wrangler is, Mom, Dad, I'm gay, Opie's parents, improvise, adapt, overcome. This next comment, the fact that Indian parents act as both tender and grinder will never stop to amaze me. So I foresaw the mom showing you pictures of guys because that's just so cute. I did not foresee you actually secretly being gay and finding maybe the love of your life

from a binder, an actual b- a three-ring binder of gay guys. Oh, that's just so funny, man. Opie, I wish you the best of luck. I hope you find love out there. Also, your parents are national treasures. Our next red-oppost comes from our Slash Relationship Advice. My boyfriend and I have been together for almost a year now, and our relationship has been great so far.

He's my dream guy, and I honestly couldn't ask for someone better. I always felt that we were both honest and trusted each other. At no point in our relationship did I sense that he was being unfaithful or doing something that he shouldn't. Last week he came over to have dinner with my family. My parents know him well and adore him, however it was the first time that he met my sister. Or so I thought. For the record I don't have a great relationship with my sister at all. She's manipulative, aggressive, and batshit crazy to put it mildly. The only time she contacts me is when she either won needs money, or two needs my help to get her out of trouble once again. I don't have a clue what's going on in her life most of the time, and I prefer it that way.

Anyway, after dinner, my boyfriend and I were in one of the guest rooms when my sister walked in. She arrived late, as usual. As soon as my boyfriend noticed her, his whole demeanor changed. He looked surprised, but then very annoyed. It was obvious that he was trying to act indifferent, but it wasn't working at all because he absolutely lost focus of what he was doing. My sister's reaction was also weird. She immediately said, oh, hey, in this fake innocent voice, and started giggling. She had this huge effing grin on her face and asked me where I found him. They awkwardly exchanged greetings and then she left the kitchen again. Of course, I asked my boyfriend WTF just happened, like do you know her or something?

He vaguely said that she seems familiar and kept beating around the bush. I asked them if they passionately hugged and he immediately assured me that they definitely did not hook up and that I shouldn't worry. Later that evening, I asked my sister in private if they met before and did something I should know about. She wasn't being serious at all and kept telling me not to worry and all that BS. However, she swore they never hooked up and I actually believed her for once. If they did passionately hug, she would have definitely rubbed it in my face.

I asked her if she owes him money or something, and she said no. Side note, as we were about to leave later in the evening, my boyfriend said that he forgot his wallet and had to go back inside the house. At the time, I didn't realize it, but now I'm almost certain that he went to talk to her for whatever reason. It's really frustrating being in the situation and I can't stop thinking about it. I've brought it up several times and he just keeps changing the topic or telling me that nothing happened. Doesn't that sound crazy suspicious? I don't want this to affect our relationship, but I feel like I don't even know him anymore.

I'm tired of begging for an explanation at this point. Should I have a serious discussion with him or just give up and move on? Then two days later, OP posts and an update. So on the day that I made the post, I calmly just asked him to tell me what happened. I told him that it can't be that bad and that we can work through whatever it is. He said that he can't tell me because I would think less of him and all that stuff. I don't know. I was very hurt by that comment

and I didn't push it any further. The next day, I had a massive argument with my sister who said that he never actually paid her off. I had a feeling that she was lying anyway. She decided to tell me what happened because she got bored. Yes, really. And she wanted me to leave her alone again. In a nutshell, this is what she told me.

Around two years ago, she went to these weird messed up party slash clubs that were filled with people from wealthy and professional backgrounds. And everyone was constantly coked up. Basically, lots of debauchery and excess. She saw my boyfriend on several occasions and said that he was always doing heavy substances and acting very, very wild. Apparently, he and his buddies were major douchebags too. By the way, I'm not sure how my sister ended up with those parties, but my boyfriend comes from a wealthy family so that connection makes sense. One day he invited my sister to one of the rooms where he was smoking weed.

She said they got high together but never hooked up. Afterwards she left the party with him and a few others and they went to someone's place. There she walked in on my boyfriend having a threesome with a couple of girls who had tied him to the bed and had pegged him and used toys on him amongst other things. She spent five minutes explaining how loud he was and that he asked her to hold his hand. Someone called the cops to the location and everyone, including my sister, took off without untying him so he was stuck there.

She says she never saw him again after that night. Long story short, I brought it up with my boyfriend. He eventually admitted that she told the truth. I was more concerned about his substance abuse and I said I'd be willing to discuss that if he's comfortable with it. It was a sensitive topic but I think that we dealt with it well. He's clean now, and he said that he managed to put a stop to it before it spiraled out of control. I assured him that his

mental and physical health is far more important, and the rest is just whatever. He was pretty relieved. He said that he's actually open about his past issues, but didn't feel like he could tell me. I think many people did something in the past that they're not proud of. And it's not always easy to share that with someone you care about. However, it's definitely not something I expected because he's a clean cut guy and just very calm and quiet overall. Afterwards, I asked him about that incident and he was mortified. He said that my sister just laughed in his face and didn't even try to help, so the cops had to untie him and he had to go to the ER that night as well. He was incredibly embarrassed about the butt play stuff and the hand holding. It's the first time I've seen him so

red faced. I definitely could have handled the situation better from the start and I regret that I was so pushy. Maybe if I didn't freak out, he'd feel more comfortable telling me. So down in the comments, people are asking OP about the event that her sister walked in on, and OP had some more details. It was consensual, he was just really, really enjoying himself, and asked her to hold his hand because it felt that good, I guess. My sister found it hilarious, and described it in detail, but I don't think that's relevant here. He didn't specify why he went to the ER.

He just said something got stuck inside of him, so yeah. And then someone asks, did she hold his hand though? That's my question. And Opie says she she did, low. Okay, I don't know what I was expecting with this post, but it wasn't that. I didn't say I didn't quite sense that it was like a, they hooked up in the past situation

because their reactions just didn't really add up. His reaction seemed like a hookup reaction, but her reaction where she was grinning and giggly and made like a joke about it that didn't really seem like They hooked up that felt like something else happened like she I don't know knew some stark secret about him Which I guess turned out to be true also OP your sister does seem like a jerk. I can't believe that she just Left this guy tied up for the cops with stuff just dangling out of his butthole. Oh man. Oh my god, that is so embarrassing. Those cops, they probably told that story to every single other cop on the police

force. So I got a call about a noise disturbance and we open the door and there's a guy crying holding a woman's, oh my god. So I guess all's well that ends well because OP worked it out with the boyfriend. So you know, I guess everything worked out in the end. I'm also glad that everything worked out with the boyfriend's end, so to speak. That was our slash best of redditor updates. And if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new reddit podcast episodes every single day. and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.