Child what even???? Idk what all these other men on the internet are talking about, but what you want to be is a homewrecker! And a gay one at that!
Talking about, oh they've been neglected. Ain't that about a bitch! What about the other party in all of this? What about the trauma you are about to inflict on a whole family? Cause you have a fetish, hmmm.
I came here ready to hear about someone eating feces, and all I'm walking away with is a homo homewrecker. You need therapy, professional therapy as to why you think and feel your brain is 'wired' this way.
And shame on the rest of you for encouraging this deranged pathology.
I agree, no judgment to you OP, but I do agree with Counteyboi’s assessment. These are real families and what you are doing can contribute to real harm, far beyond what you may realize.
May I share?
I am the product of a marriage that has spanned nearly 60 years. My father presented himself almost as a model husband my entire childhood. Sure he had porn and I had seen him flirt with a waitress or two, but every single night of my childhood he laid in the bed next to my mother. He sat at the head of the dinner table, not just on holidays. He showed me how to ride a bike and he bought me my first jock strap. He wasn’t a saint but he was the man I felt I fit into the mold of.
Then one random night with just he and I watching football over beers ( I was about 22 or 23) he made a casual reference to a sexual escapade he’d had with a woman when I was a small child. In fact, he was a bit drunk and he spent the night regaling me with snippets of his infidelity. My Dad had never been so candid with me and we talked about a lot.
I was so stunned that I was speechless. I was frozen. I mean literally for a few hours I sat there as the man I loved most in this world just crushed the very notion of what I thought my family was. And in the most insensitive fashion, I thought.
I won’t give you all the particulars of what has happened since then but let’s just say that learning that about my dad, even so many years after the fact, crushed me. Our relationship has still to this day, decades later, not recovered. And it likely never will.
I’m sorry for going on a rant but I just want to caution the OP. You are young and you have many choices to make. All of them won’t be great because none of us is perfect. But just try to make sure you make choices that you can live with in the long run.
I’ve made many mistakes over my life. But fortunately most of them are of the sort that I can laugh at. These situations you describe don’t seem like laughing matters. Least not from my vantage point.
Good luck to you.