rSlash - r/Offmychest I'm Addicted to Eargasms

Episode Date: April 26, 2026

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Welcome to R slash off my chest, where OPE really, really likes sticking things in his ear. Our next Reddit post is from Ball Tiles. I'm a guy, and I forget how it started. I hate the idea of cleaning earwax out of my ears. They do tend to get clogged with something, I don't know why, and get tingly until I stuck my finger in there, and that makes it go away most of the time. But I realized a little while ago that sticking a twisted corner of toilet paper or other soft paper materials in my ear and wiggling it a lot before ripping it out gives me a little

eargasm. My brain shuts down for a few seconds. My body curls up violently and my eyes roll into the back of my head. It's amazing. And I can just do it over and over again for like an hour or two if I'm bored. But I know what they say about putting stuff in your ears and every once in a while I accidentally get too far and it hurts. So I tried stopping and tired. But my ears got more tingly than they used to, and my finger didn't it anymore. I tried replacing it with other means of pleasuring myself, but all that led to was me realizing that doing that, while also doing the ear thing, gave me like a mega orgasm. My brain shuts off for a whole minute or so even after the climax is done, and it just feels

you fork. But that's even worse, because sometimes my ear gets sore afterwards, and I'm pretty sure it's because I go in too far. I don't want to damage my ears, but I can't stop. I haven't heard it too much yet, but I feel like it's a matter of time. Well, O.P., I think the next logical step is to start sticking vibrators in your ear. I'll admit Q-tips do feel good to me. They don't feel this good. I feel like I'm kind of missing out here. You're making me envious, O.P. I guess you could say O.P. found his eerogynous zone. Our next Reddit post is from Throwaway. My brother, Dick, and his wife Anna have been having some serious marital problems, which is 99% Dick's fault.

Anna is a stay-at-home mom, goes to college online, and has a side business with an MLM, but whatever, she's made some new friends and seems to be happier. Before they had kids, Dick and Anna had a solid marriage. Anna told me that after the kids came, their marriage slowly went downhill, and now it's on life support. Anna does everything for the kids, and Dick wants a medal for why. watching the kids for 30 minutes while Anna cooks dinner. He's more than capable of taking care of the kids, but chooses to let Anna do everything if he can get away with it.

The MLM Anna is involved with is having a big convention this week. We're locals, but Anna decided to do a staycation and is staying at a hotel near the convention with her friends. This has been planned for months. Anna told Dick to take time off work and made it very clear she needed the break, and this would be a really good opportunity to network. Over Christmas, she asked Dick if he got approved for the time off, and he said, Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I told her that Dick is going to mess this up for her, and she told me he better not. She called me in tears that Dick texted her that an emergency came up at work, and he would not be able to take off. He had to put in a long day on Tuesday and would be flying out on Wednesday. He was so sorry and would make it up to her. I thought she was going to have a breakdown. She could barely talk. I told her to calm down and finish packing and pick her kids up from school.

I said I would watch them until Dick got home. She didn't want me in the middle. I told her F, Dick, and we've never been close, and I didn't give a damn how he reacted. I watched the kids until Dick strolled in at 10 p.m. And I told him he was a selfish piece of trash on my way out the door. He blasted my phone, and I put him on Do Not Disturb. I talked with Anna yesterday, and he blasted her phone as well. She ended up telling him they could either get marriage counseling or see divorce lawyers, his choice.

But he better stop calling her unless it was an emergency with the kids, or she was calling to talk to them. He cooled his jets after being told that. He stopped by my house and I spoke to him through the rain camera and he asked me what he was supposed to do with the kids. I asked him if he even bothered to request the time off work and he wouldn't answer me and said that he had an important business trip. He said that Anna won't give the contact info for their babysitters and asked me if I could watch the kids. I told him to get the F off my property with his BS. If he were any kind of parent, he would already have the contact info for the babysitter. Anna prepped meals for the kids, organized all their clothes for the week, and left a detailed itinerary of their schedule.

What else does he need? Our parents and his in-laws won't return his calls. He's flying solo this week and had to cancel his alleged business trip. Anna says she'll get to the bottom of that when she gets back home. I hope she has the best time with her friends. I hope Dick doesn't get a moment of peace. No one is buying his lies or coming to his rescue, and I laugh when I think about it. Good luck, bro!

I'm expecting an update on this post in like maybe a week or two, where we find out that the brother's business trips actually have a name, something like Sarah or Rebecca or Maria. Sounds like Dick is a dick. Our next Reddit post is from JLB. I always thought a person would have to do something truly awful to be disinherited, but here I am. I want to start by saying that we're all adults in this scenario. Me and my brother, I'm a woman, are past middle age.

My father just died in his mid-90s. So about eight years ago, my family had my father over at our house for a holiday dinner. He was an awful person, so I was low contact with him. But I still did what felt like my obligation and invited him over for dinner on the holidays. At some point, we were hanging out in the living room just chatting when he said, I have an idea about my will and what I want to do with the house. I said, okay? What I would like to do is leave the house to both you and your brother,

but I would like your brother to continue living in the house. My brother had been living in the basement of our father's house for years. My dad continued, I think it'll work out well for you. This way, you own the house and you won't have to clean out the house or sell it or anything after I'm gone. And since your brother can't afford this, you can pay the taxes on it.

This brother of mine is not disabled and has had the same job for about 10 years and makes about the same amount of money as I do. But he never has any money. My father has repeatedly and consistently given him extra money. And my brother has gone into my father's bank account and wiped it out. Take in his social security.

There were times when I ended up buying food for my parents because they didn't have money for food because my brother stole their money. He also used to steal my money when we were kids, so this isn't new behavior for him. He also stole my grandfather's collection of silver dimes. He never got in trouble for any of this. I don't know where the money goes or what his problem is. I told my dad, absolutely not. My dad said, then what is your brother going to do? He's going to have to come up with a different plan before then. Very shortly after this conversation, my dad changed the title of the house to transfer on death to my brother and wrote me completely out of the will and life insurance, all because I refused to

be financially responsible for my brother. On top of this, my dad left a small percentage to each grandchild, and my brother is pissed that he didn't get everything. It's not a lot of money. My daughter is planning to use her share to help pay for a used car. I'm fortunate that I don't need his money. I'm but it still stings to realize how little I meant to him. His love was always conditional, and this is just another example of that. Sadly, there are more, and the last person I want any financial entanglements with is my loser brother. My children and I have made bets as to when the house and money will be gone, and my brother will have nobody to bail him out. Okay, Ovi, you're talking about getting written out of the will as if, like, this is a terrible thing, but,

actually your dad's doing you a favor because right now you are not inheriting a house. But before you were not getting a house and you also had to pay taxes on it. So how is that supposed to be appealing? Wow, I get nothing and debt sweet. Our next credit post is from Maleficent Skin. My sister is 10 years younger than me. I kind of raised her after my dad died, so I consider myself some kind of father figure. She's 24. Her husband used to be a decent guy, calm, respectful. He was a decent broker, but he changed a lot after he lost some decent money in an awful project he tried. Long story short, he started smoking a lot. He also didn't take care at all of their one-year-old baby. My sister was doing everything in the house for a few weeks. Two days ago, she called me

kind of in tears and told me to come over because they had had a huge fight. I went there and her arm was bruised. I asked if he did this to her, and she just nodded and tears. up. After that, I honestly only saw red. I dragged him from his room. I'm only 5'10, so not a huge guy, but I don't know. I dragged him to the apartment door and was punching and beating him, and I think I put his head into the door. I only woke up to my sister and the building janitor trying to hold me and my niece crying. I honestly still feel a lot of rage for what he did to her. Like, I don't even regret beating him. A friend of mine literally drove me out of town, a two-hour drive, so I won't do anything stupid, as he says. My brother-in-law is now in the hospital.

They say that he has a broken arm and a fractured rib. Maybe I went a bit far, but he shouldn't have hit her, the mother of his baby. His mom called me yelling and cursing, said they would press charges, and that I'm sabotaging my sister's marriage because I'm single and jealous. She said that stuff like this happens in marriages, especially in stressful times. Yeah, if you want your husband to beat you, go ahead. Not my sister, though. I called a lawyer friend of mine. He said that we could argue that I was defending my sister, which I honestly was, but my friend who took me away said that I likely ended her marriage, as her husband is not likely to reconcile after getting beat up like that. I had a long sleep to clear my head, but now I feel bad, not for what happened, but maybe I should have vetted him

more when he came to ask for her hand in marriage. They were in love, though, so my sister was very and there were no red flags. I think I did what I could after all. O.P., violence is wrong. Of course violence is wrong. I think we can all agree that people shouldn't be violent to other people. Violence is always wrong and bad and incorrect, always 100% of the time. However, however, sometimes you're really got to beat the snot out of someone. Sometimes that's just kind of the only solution, you know? You just got to pound someone's face in. And I think beating a woman who has a one-year-old is, you know, you know, one of those conditions. Now, violence is wrong, people, don't go attack people or beat people, but, you know, I mean, sometimes, you know, sometimes you kind of gotta. When someone lays hands on your sister, you know, maybe give him a bop or two. Our next credit posted from Effective Home. Four years ago, I was 16.

I was staying at my uncle's place for a whole month to help him out. His wife was deployed, and I basically played nanny slash housekeeper for his kids while he worked. I did him a huge favor. When it was time to go home, my dad made him promise, like literally swore to him that he'd stay with me at the airport until I was through security. It was my first time flying solo, and I was low-key terrified. Instead, this guy just drops me at the curb, says, bye, and drives off. I was standing there alone in the terminal, 16 years old, and had no clue what I was doing. The worst part, he didn't reach out once after that.

No text, no, did you make it home? Nothing for four years. Now that I'm nearly 20, he and my dad started talking again, and suddenly he's asking how I'm doing. My dad is pressuring me to just get over it. He says I'm being petty because it was a long time ago. But to me, that four-year silence was a choice. Man, it really bothers me when people say, hey, you can't be petty, don't be petty. Why not? What's wrong with being petty? Why can't I be petty? I'm allowed to be petty. If I do free labor for someone for a month, and then they treat me like yesterday's garbage, why do I owe them the time of day? I'm going to feel petty. Yeah, it's okay to be petty. Screw that guy.

Top comment from Smedusa, me and him thinking the same thing. I bet that piece of trash is needing a maid again and is testing the waters. That was R slash off my chest. And if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.