The family man thread.

tubesox

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for all the guys who bust their tales and want the best for their family. Here we go, real life starts here. How do you hide it, should you? What do we tell our children? Is genetic modification ok?
 
This is a deep subject tubesox... I have a lot of experience with this. I'll post up some of the things that I go through and ways that I hide my activities tomorrow when I have more time.

This is a very good topic..

I think thread would actually be better served in the general discussion or steroid forum. Maybe it could be moved.


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My kid is nearly 2 but my wife keeps him in the living room while I pin. I'll lie to my son till he's 25 like CT Fletcher lies to his son
 
My kid is grown up and out of the house so I dont have to be so careful of gear . If you got kids put it in a tackle box and hide it and pin in private with the door locked...;)

...the reason being kids wont understand daddy sticking a hypo needle in his leg.
 
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Good thing they have Biometric lock boxes these days


True, but this generation is growing up playing with tablets, apps, and data tools like were used to play with Lego blocks. No disrespect intended, but old school and simple might be a better option. I know no one has any interest in the tool shed. To many spiders for the girls and wifey, lol!
 
I have a couple little ones, oldest is in preschool and It is hard to lock my bedroom or bathroom door to get a few minutes away to pin without her needing me or asking questions...

When my youngest just learned how to walk and figured out how o turn door handles... I was sitting down on the lid of the toilet with my leg extended, pushing some oil into my quad... She barged in and I had to fight her away from me, all while a dart was flinging around in every direction possible except out... I limped for a few days.

I hid my hormone use from my wife for several year. I got caught once and said I was holding for my brother.. who was a twig and I was a jacked up, weight obsessed, hornier than fuck individual.... My wife is a pharmacist, I thought I was slick cause she pretended like she bought my line of bullshit.

I felt like a piece of shit. She watched me put on 50 lbs. one year. Lose 20, regain 30 in weeks. Videos of me deadlifted 450 lbs for hypertrophy reps while screaming like a fucking maniac.... I lied and lied and lied..... I kept a private bank account I used for my "transactions". Mysterious packages showed up and I would tell her it was this and that and the pack would quickly disappear. She asked me to open it infront of her once and I threw a fucking fit so big I scared her. But I still never opened it.

A pack showed up once and she decided to open it thinking it could be something she ordered on my amazon account with my name.... Needles.... hmmmmmm, "how do I explain this one???" "well babe, remember when your pharmacy was booming with HCG sales some years ago??? And its not illegal???? Well, I have decided to use hcg from an online pharmacy and am felling great on it."

Wholly shit she bought it.... For a little while... Until two years ago, she called me at work. You see I used to keep my stash in a locked cabinet in my bedroom. Well I forgot to lock the fucker and guess what my 2 year did??? Yep! My wife hits me up, says "why is ##### running around the house with a vial of testosterone..." Oh, fuck is right!!! I left work when I was not allowed to... rushed home and checked my shit. She had only got my vial that I had used that morning I had sitting on the shelf and not any needles or the rest of my supply I kept packed up....

The cat was out of the bag. She didn't speak to me for days... like I had cheated on her or some shit.. In a way, I did. I had been hiding this lie to the one person who cares most about me. The person who knows EVERYTHING about me and is proud of it just realized I had been hiding a lie right under her nose... an act of betrayel.


I was jacked on tren at the time and was a little reckless but this worked to my advantage... I broke out my stash.. She almost puked. GH, peptides, Deca, Dbol, Test, Tren, Prop, TNE, Winnie, Aro, Letro, Nolva, Clomid, NPP, Loads Of EQ, a bottle of slin I never got rid of instead of using and two five pack boxes of Tren Pellets that advised they were for lot heifers.

I explained to her, and this is true... My years I wasted as a drunk.. I didnts want to put her through that again.. with something else.

I told her that is who I was... a steroid junkie?? NO. Well, kinda... I explained to her I had been off an on for over ten years but had not been overboard. I told her most of my shit had been acquired over some years, and infact it had. I had shit I would never use.

Suprisingly, she seemed okay with it, to a degree. She was mad I had not told her sooner but never shunned or criticized me for using. Shortly after, I went on a EQ only run and let my t-levels dump. Hopped on trt and got a script for test. Fuck it, I hadn't restarted my test in years, and back then I was in the 200's. I knew I was fucked anyway. This alone was enough for my pharmacist wife to begin excepting my lifestyle choice.

I started pinning in front of her, she seemed interested. I would let her pin my glutes from time to time when I was full of food and couldn't reach my own ass cheek. She whiggles too much and gets me to laugh, but its kinda fun sometimes. Things are much better in my household. We have an understanding now......

If you trust your wife, don't keep her out. But know bitches are scandalas creatures... Don't put it passed some scrubby g-friend or vengeful wife to call the cops and drop a dime on your ass in a heat of passion....

Yall be safe with your families.. Treat your stash like a loaded firearm... Well kept away from curious monkies....

EBK
 
I have a couple little ones, oldest is in preschool and It is hard to lock my bedroom or bathroom door to get a few minutes away to pin without her needing me or asking questions...

When my youngest just learned how to walk and figured out how o turn door handles... I was sitting down on the lid of the toilet with my leg extended, pushing some oil into my quad... She barged in and I had to fight her away from me, all while a dart was flinging around in every direction possible except out... I limped for a few days.

I hid my hormone use from my wife for several year. I got caught once and said I was holding for my brother.. who was a twig and I was a jacked up, weight obsessed, hornier than fuck individual.... My wife is a pharmacist, I thought I was slick cause she pretended like she bought my line of bullshit.

I felt like a piece of shit. She watched me put on 50 lbs. one year. Lose 20, regain 30 in weeks. Videos of me deadlifted 450 lbs for hypertrophy reps while screaming like a fucking maniac.... I lied and lied and lied..... I kept a private bank account I used for my "transactions". Mysterious packages showed up and I would tell her it was this and that and the pack would quickly disappear. She asked me to open it infront of her once and I threw a fucking fit so big I scared her. But I still never opened it.

A pack showed up once and she decided to open it thinking it could be something she ordered on my amazon account with my name.... Needles.... hmmmmmm, "how do I explain this one???" "well babe, remember when your pharmacy was booming with HCG sales some years ago??? And its not illegal???? Well, I have decided to use hcg from an online pharmacy and am felling great on it."

Wholly shit she bought it.... For a little while... Until two years ago, she called me at work. You see I used to keep my stash in a locked cabinet in my bedroom. Well I forgot to lock the fucker and guess what my 2 year did??? Yep! My wife hits me up, says "why is ##### running around the house with a vial of testosterone..." Oh, fuck is right!!! I left work when I was not allowed to... rushed home and checked my shit. She had only got my vial that I had used that morning I had sitting on the shelf and not any needles or the rest of my supply I kept packed up....

The cat was out of the bag. She didn't speak to me for days... like I had cheated on her or some shit.. In a way, I did. I had been hiding this lie to the one person who cares most about me. The person who knows EVERYTHING about me and is proud of it just realized I had been hiding a lie right under her nose... an act of betrayel.


I was jacked on tren at the time and was a little reckless but this worked to my advantage... I broke out my stash.. She almost puked. GH, peptides, Deca, Dbol, Test, Tren, Prop, TNE, Winnie, Aro, Letro, Nolva, Clomid, NPP, Loads Of EQ, a bottle of slin I never got rid of instead of using and two five pack boxes of Tren Pellets that advised they were for lot heifers.

I explained to her, and this is true... My years I wasted as a drunk.. I didnts want to put her through that again.. with something else.

I told her that is who I was... a steroid junkie?? NO. Well, kinda... I explained to her I had been off an on for over ten years but had not been overboard. I told her most of my shit had been acquired over some years, and infact it had. I had shit I would never use.

Suprisingly, she seemed okay with it, to a degree. She was mad I had not told her sooner but never shunned or criticized me for using. Shortly after, I went on a EQ only run and let my t-levels dump. Hopped on trt and got a script for test. Fuck it, I hadn't restarted my test in years, and back then I was in the 200's. I knew I was fucked anyway. This alone was enough for my pharmacist wife to begin excepting my lifestyle choice.

I started pinning in front of her, she seemed interested. I would let her pin my glutes from time to time when I was full of food and couldn't reach my own ass cheek. She whiggles too much and gets me to laugh, but its kinda fun sometimes. Things are much better in my household. We have an understanding now......

If you trust your wife, don't keep her out. But know bitches are scandalas creatures... Don't put it passed some scrubby g-friend or vengeful wife to call the cops and drop a dime on your ass in a heat of passion....

Yall be safe with your families.. Treat your stash like a loaded firearm... Well kept away from curious monkies....

EBK
Don't make fun of me but my wife and I were best friends before we got married we even started playing world of war craft together. I can't lie to her, plus she's very understanding. I think if you are married, tell the truth, girlfriends are not entitled to all info, even long term.
 
Good one EBK ---its so much better when you dont have to lie .
Been there done that ...:rolleyes:
Thanks bro. I remember Jballz would give me shit all the time for keeping it from my wife when he and I first came to Meso. I knew then I was heading for a disaster. Luckily it turned out okay. But I am sure I deeply hurt my wife but she has a tough exterior an hides things well.
 
I have a couple little ones, oldest is in preschool and It is hard to lock my bedroom or bathroom door to get a few minutes away to pin without her needing me or asking questions...

When my youngest just learned how to walk and figured out how o turn door handles... I was sitting down on the lid of the toilet with my leg extended, pushing some oil into my quad... She barged in and I had to fight her away from me, all while a dart was flinging around in every direction possible except out... I limped for a few days.

I hid my hormone use from my wife for several year. I got caught once and said I was holding for my brother.. who was a twig and I was a jacked up, weight obsessed, hornier than fuck individual.... My wife is a pharmacist, I thought I was slick cause she pretended like she bought my line of bullshit.

I felt like a piece of shit. She watched me put on 50 lbs. one year. Lose 20, regain 30 in weeks. Videos of me deadlifted 450 lbs for hypertrophy reps while screaming like a fucking maniac.... I lied and lied and lied..... I kept a private bank account I used for my "transactions". Mysterious packages showed up and I would tell her it was this and that and the pack would quickly disappear. She asked me to open it infront of her once and I threw a fucking fit so big I scared her. But I still never opened it.

A pack showed up once and she decided to open it thinking it could be something she ordered on my amazon account with my name.... Needles.... hmmmmmm, "how do I explain this one???" "well babe, remember when your pharmacy was booming with HCG sales some years ago??? And its not illegal???? Well, I have decided to use hcg from an online pharmacy and am felling great on it."

Wholly shit she bought it.... For a little while... Until two years ago, she called me at work. You see I used to keep my stash in a locked cabinet in my bedroom. Well I forgot to lock the fucker and guess what my 2 year did??? Yep! My wife hits me up, says "why is ##### running around the house with a vial of testosterone..." Oh, fuck is right!!! I left work when I was not allowed to... rushed home and checked my shit. She had only got my vial that I had used that morning I had sitting on the shelf and not any needles or the rest of my supply I kept packed up....

The cat was out of the bag. She didn't speak to me for days... like I had cheated on her or some shit.. In a way, I did. I had been hiding this lie to the one person who cares most about me. The person who knows EVERYTHING about me and is proud of it just realized I had been hiding a lie right under her nose... an act of betrayel.


I was jacked on tren at the time and was a little reckless but this worked to my advantage... I broke out my stash.. She almost puked. GH, peptides, Deca, Dbol, Test, Tren, Prop, TNE, Winnie, Aro, Letro, Nolva, Clomid, NPP, Loads Of EQ, a bottle of slin I never got rid of instead of using and two five pack boxes of Tren Pellets that advised they were for lot heifers.

I explained to her, and this is true... My years I wasted as a drunk.. I didnts want to put her through that again.. with something else.

I told her that is who I was... a steroid junkie?? NO. Well, kinda... I explained to her I had been off an on for over ten years but had not been overboard. I told her most of my shit had been acquired over some years, and infact it had. I had shit I would never use.

Suprisingly, she seemed okay with it, to a degree. She was mad I had not told her sooner but never shunned or criticized me for using. Shortly after, I went on a EQ only run and let my t-levels dump. Hopped on trt and got a script for test. Fuck it, I hadn't restarted my test in years, and back then I was in the 200's. I knew I was fucked anyway. This alone was enough for my pharmacist wife to begin excepting my lifestyle choice.

I started pinning in front of her, she seemed interested. I would let her pin my glutes from time to time when I was full of food and couldn't reach my own ass cheek. She whiggles too much and gets me to laugh, but its kinda fun sometimes. Things are much better in my household. We have an understanding now......

If you trust your wife, don't keep her out. But know bitches are scandalas creatures... Don't put it passed some scrubby g-friend or vengeful wife to call the cops and drop a dime on your ass in a heat of passion....

Yall be safe with your families.. Treat your stash like a loaded firearm... Well kept away from curious monkies....

EBK
Nice story, i reread it a few times. Cuz it was real. So your remarried now? To the one in the story? Sorry, i try to keep up with the small tidbits of info the valuable members drop from time to time. I have a pretty good memory for useless shit. And it shows i pay attention. And since i spend so much time with my imaginary internet friends it seems worth while to at least understand where some of my buds are coming from. Like i would in real life. Its my way of showing a little respect to the back bone of meso and the characters that make it. The rest of you can fuck off
 
Thanks bro. I remember Jballz would give me shit all the time for keeping it from my wife when he and I first came to Meso. I knew then I was heading for a disaster. Luckily it turned out okay. But I am sure I deeply hurt my wife but she has a tough exterior an hides things well.

I think @johnnyBALLZ could at least stop in and say HI !
One of my fav guys ! :(
 
Nice story, i reread it a few times. Cuz it was real. So your remarried now? To the one in the story? Sorry, i try to keep up with the small tidbits of info the valuable members drop from time to time. I have a pretty good memory for useless shit. And it shows i pay attention. And since i spend so much time with my imaginary internet friends it seems worth while to at least understand where some of my buds are coming from. Like i would in real life. Its my way of showing a little respect to the back bone of meso and the characters that make it. The rest of you can fuck off
No brotha. Actually left the recent divorce out. We just moved back in together, I'm thinking it was a mistake. But did it cause I missed my kiddos so bad. I'm a puss when it comes to them.

My wife is trying hard to get back with me... Problem is, I have been dating a 21 year old piece of ass. And it's fucking good too... That complicated things a bit....

Thank you for the good words brother!! I feel the same about you and a few others here as well.
 
No brotha. Actually left the recent divorce out. We just moved back in together, I'm thinking it was a mistake. But did it cause I missed my kiddos so bad. I'm a puss when it comes to them.

My wife is trying hard to get back with me... Problem is, I have been dating a 21 year old piece of ass. And it's fucking good too... That complicated things a bit....

Thank you for the good words brother!! I feel the same about you and a few others here as well.
And I'm still calling her my wife... Just noticed that.. 13 years of marriage.. Old habits!
 
My kids 10 and doesn't see it. I keep it all stashed and locked. My wife pins me so its door locked when she does it. I hate to lie so maybe someday I'll sit the kid down and discuss it but not for a while.
 
My kids 10 and doesn't see it. I keep it all stashed and locked. My wife pins me so its door locked when she does it. I hate to lie so maybe someday I'll sit the kid down and discuss it but not for a while.
No reason too
If he turns out to be a collegiate football hopeful and comes askin maybe then otherwise...whats the point?
 

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