Definition: cockblocking is where you are attempting to hook up with an individual, and some slime frustrates your every attempt to get down and dirty. I’m not really talking about where the slime is competing for the attentions of the fair maiden, although those instances can cross the line where it’s obvious the slime has no chance. What I’m really talking about is where the slime takes the attitude “I ain’t getting laid, so no one else is either.”
I had one friend in college who was notorious for this. He’s now married, and he still does it.
Has this happened to you?
Any thoughts on why cockblockers act so?
Is this a male-only phenomena, or are there female versions, thereof?
As always, stories and nekkid pictures encouraged.
Sua
Well I think most of us would’ve encountered such a dastardly individual at one point or another. WHy do they do it? Well I know my borther-in-law does it just to stir (ie be a b*stard).
:o I have to admit I’ve done it a few times when a girl is being lined up to take advantage of particularly when I know them or the guy bent on taking advantage. None of my business? Perhaps but my motives were altruistic. And in some cases more than justified.
And I definitely don’t think it’s limited to one gender. I’ve seen it in action both ways.
To illustrate the point I’ll quote a sticker I saw on the fridge of my one of my (female) friends. It was a send up of an anti-drinking slogan which went “Real mates don’t let mates drink and drive.”
The new one read:
“Real mates don’t let mates drink and take home ugly men”
Yeah. It happened to me once. A roomie of mine invited two ladies over for dinner – one he really was interested in and one for me. (He wisely reasoned that if the girls friend showed up, she would be more inclined to do so. Of course, he kept forgetting that the girl was married.)
The girl for me shows up but brings regrets that the other will not make it. My friend puts on a ‘brave’ face and we have dinner, during which I discover that the lady is quite interesting and provoking. After dinner, with wine all-round, we are sitting and making polite conversation, going into various areas and I noticed that she has swung the conversation away from my friend and more towards me, then unexpectedly switches it to a sexual nature.
I was set for the night! She was a bit older than e but one of these semiprofessional artists models, so she looked good!
She asked me what I felt during the sex act. Deciding not to be glib, I started telling her, and she was interested. I got to the good spots and was wondering if I had any candles in my room, when my ‘friend’ opened his mouth.
He came out of left field and started telling us all how he had been molested as a child and how he felt about love and sex and the look of sharp annoyance that crossed her face could only have been matched by mine. He talked loudly too! I wanted to punch his lights out! We tried several times to get the conversation back on course, but he would always interrupt, and we even made little comments about how since he had to get up early that he might want to go to bed – but we got to listen to diatribes of his lost loves and then theories of love itself.
She gave up and left. I was pissed. As soon as she pulled out of the driveway I turned on his scrawny ass and told him that if it had not been for his big f*****g mouth, I’d have gotten laid. He apologized, but I could tell that he was not all that sincere about it. I suspected that he was pleased.
I never saw her again. Nor did I ever ‘double date’ again.
While I’ve never actually experienced this, I have done the complete opposite and “dove on a handgrenade”…hanging with some girl’s annoying and/or coyote ugly friend so a buddy could get laid.
I have a friend who feels pretty low about herself. I think she’s pretty, smart and funny, but she doesn’t agree, and it shows. I don’t have to tell you that guys pick up on this too and well, to be blunt, she’s not getting any. I, on the other hand, feel good about myself. I may not be stunning, brilliant or a comedian, but I do okay. The problem is that when I meet someone interesting, my friend starts to whine. She never says “unfair, why do you get lucky when I don’t” but it’s in the area. You know, “I’m never going to find anyone, it’s been ages since I had sex” etc. So I feel like a jerk for leaving her at parties or clubs, and more often than not, I say “thanks but no thanks, I’m going to hang with my friend tonight”. The next day, I kick myself. And I want to kick her. There’s just no way of upping her self esteem, and I suffer from it.
I was going to respond to this thread, but I keep getting the image of a “Cockblocker” being something they might sell between movies on the Spice Channel.
So, do you think Soda’s low self-esteem hypothesis is right? My notorious cock-blocker friend sure didn’t seem to have self-esteem issues, though he should have had them, for a lot of reasons. :rolleyes: