CONFESSION – The Making of an Exposed Faggot

I’m Sébastien Colombin, a 49-year-old man from northern France. For most of my life I have carried a deep, growing need to be seen, exposed, and used as a raw faggot. What began as secret risky moments as a teenager has become a permanent drive to put my naked body, my holes, and my shame online for anyone to download, repost, and spread. This blog is the full record of that progression.

Everything here exists to be taken and used. My goal is maximum online exposure. I want my face, my name, my naked body, and my submission to be seen as widely as possible.

Early Risks (1988–1996)

It started young. Between the ages of 11 and 13 I would sneak into the storage room at the local ping pong club. I would strip down to my underwear and stand there listening to the sounds of the other boys playing in the gym, heart pounding at the thought of someone walking in and catching me. The fear mixed with a strong, confusing arousal. Even then I was already chasing the feeling of being exposed.

At 12 I began taking bigger risks with my mother’s things while she was at work. Standing in front of her mirror, I would put on her underwear and stare at myself, terrified she might come home early. The danger of being discovered was what excited me most. Around the same time I started touching myself in semi-public places — the family bathroom, the garden shed, anywhere I could be caught.

By 13 and 14 the risks became more deliberate. I worked a summer job in a sport shop and would go into the back reserve to rub against equipment while listening for the door. At 14, during a hotel internship, I let my towel fall in front of a female classmate in the shared bathroom. Her laughter and the way she looked at my naked body stayed with me for years. That moment made something clear: being seen and laughed at gave me a rush I couldn’t ignore.

In my late teens I started using early internet chatrooms. I would connect with dominant people and follow orders to film myself or send photos. Even when the orders involved women’s clothing, what mattered most to me was the exposure — the photos being taken, the risk of them being shared, and the knowledge that someone else controlled what happened to images of my body. The more I sent, the more I wanted to be seen.

Pushing Further (2004–2014)

In my mid-20s the exposure became more serious and more frequent. I began filming myself outdoors and in risky indoor locations. I remember one period where I was given tasks to shoot photos in the forest near my home. I went out with a camera, heart racing every time I heard a branch snap or voices in the distance. The fear of hikers or locals seeing me naked was intense, but I kept going back for more.

Another time I was ordered to film myself in my own apartment doing degrading acts — eating from the floor, pissing on myself, using toys on camera. The knowledge that these videos could be spread was what kept me doing it. Around this time I also started taking bigger social risks. I arranged meetings where I would be blindfolded and used, knowing the other person could record or tell others. One hotel encounter in particular stayed with me: I arrived early, got into position, and waited with the door slightly open. When the couple arrived I was already exposed and vulnerable. Being used while knowing they could do whatever they wanted with the memory or images of me was powerful.

During these years I also began uploading material to sites like Flickr and Imagefap. Every view, every comment, every download fed the need. I started to understand that I didn’t just want private submission — I wanted public exposure. I wanted strangers to see me naked, to see me degraded, and to know my real name and where I was from.

Current Phase – Full Exposure Drive (2021–2026)

Since 2021 the need has become constant and more focused. I regularly film myself naked in hotels during night shifts, in fields, in my own home, and in other risky spots. I stroke, I use toys on myself, I write on my body, and I record everything. The thought that these videos and photos will be seen by hundreds or thousands of people is what drives me now.

In 2024 I launched this blog as the main archive. Since then I have added hundreds of photos and many videos with one clear intention: that they will be downloaded, mirrored, and spread indefinitely. I no longer try to limit who sees me. I actively want my material in as many places as possible.

Today I am Sébastien Colombin – Exposed Lille Faggot. I am a man who needs to be seen as a faggot. I crave raw exposure — my naked body, my ass being used, my cock being mocked, my face and name attached to all of it. I want people to download my videos, repost my photos, and share them in groups, on forums, and locally in Lille and northern France. I want the exposure to be permanent and out of my control.

I no longer hide behind old labels or stories. I am a faggot who gets off on being exposed, degraded, and spread. The more my material circulates, the more satisfied I feel. This is not a phase. This is who I am now.

Everything on this blog is permanent public domain. You do not need permission to download, repost, print, or share any of it. Use my full name. Use my face. Send it to whoever you want. Spread it as far as possible.

I am Sébastien Colombin. Exposed Lille Faggot. Use me.