Reasons men have given you the ick part 2!

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Thread number 1
https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/am_i_being_unreasonable/5383729-please-tell-me-times-where-youve-got-the-ick-with-a-guy?utm_campaign=thread&utm_medium=app_share

i don't know how many more experiences will be shared but I'm hoping to continue the thread because thread number one has given me so so so many laughs.
I still have a lot of ick stories to share so without further ado..

Went on a date and the guy had what I can only describe as white string on his lips. I kept licking my lips in the hope he'd twig but to no avail I ended up saying DUDE you have a massive white string when you talk can you wipe it off.

didn't go down well and didn't see him again.

I had a ONS with a work colleague when I was 17 from a supermarket Saturday job. He kept referring to his.. Achem.. package as THE BIG DADDY.
it wasn't. That was a humbling experience.

please share yours!

(also it's same OP I've just got a shiny new username)

I like an expressive, medium to normally loud guy for sex. Couldn’t cope with the exploding steam train or the robotic “yes yes yes/ah sí/“ types.

I did have one who looked and sounded like he was trying to bludgeon a small animal to death with repeated weakish blows, when on the run up to coming -“agh (grimace), agh (gurn), (getting more staccato) “ah, ah AH”. I mean, I probably make some weird noises too but the fact I hated his orgasm noises was the clearest indication he was absolutely not for me. I like a more guttural and less clipped type of sex noise 😂

My husband does this...makes me feel murderous

God this is the thread that keeps giving.

I don't have any more that I can think of, but an old work colleague of mine was plunging the depths of OLDating after a separation. She would regale us with stories of her terrible dates - and there truly were some horrors. The one I remember the most was that she said the guy she was seeing kept referring to himself in the third person and she was going to have to knock it on the head. None of us believed her so she phoned him and put him on speaker (pretty awful behaviour, I know).

Anyway she was quite kind - told him that she was sorry but she thought it best that they cool things off as she was pretty busy and wasn't sure she was really 'feeling it' to which he replied something like "Oh don't say that, you've made Sammy all sad now. Booooo. Sammy really likes you and really wants another chance."

At which point she did actually get quite frustrated and tell him to pack it in.

Fuck me, there are some ick inducing twats out there.

One guy I met at a nightclub.
Invited himself to where I was hanging out with my friends the next day (I was young and stupid so just went along with it.)
Kept trying to pick me up and put me on his motorbike, I think he thought he was being sexy?
He kept touching me with extremely sweaty hands. Shudder.
Then I had my uncle pick me up and drop me home as I wanted to get away from him. He followed our car (uninvited) on his motorbike, the whole 20 minute drive he had his left indicator blinking. Fucking idiot.
Oh and then he showed up at my work! He had looked it up after I had casually mentioned where I work.
I hid while my male coworker got rid of him. Ick.

Why do men name themselves as a 3rd person? Or equally as jarring, their dicks?

exh called it 'his man' so he would say things like 'kiss my man..' whilst being stood there with his cock in his hand. Thinking back now the rose tinted glasses off it makes me shudder.

I also briefly was involved with someone who named his dick a trouser cannon. SUCH AN ICK

I've just remembered trouser cannon as I've posted about it before 🤣

Oh god! So many misadventures in my dating life.

One chap, nice guy, friend of a friend. We were getting on ok, had a couple of nights together. Then I realised he walked on the balls of his feet. It was like walking alongside a performing dog, minus the ruff and pointy hat. Then he stood me up because he got in a scrap. So that was that.

3rd date in... noticed his sock was all twisted around to the wrong side and the ankle part of the sock was where the front of his foot was... massive ick 🤣🤣

Had a ONS with a bloke... said he would make us some food after we had DTD and he bought up cheese sandwiches covered in ketchup 🤢🤢🤢

Had a fling with a young French dude. Not only would he keep his glasses on while DTD but also slept in them?!

He called me butter face.

They're a strange breed aren't they!

I can just about understand keeping your glasses on during sex if you’ve worn them all your life and can’t see any of the visual elements of sex without them on. Keeping them on whilst sleeping?? No. That’s just straight out strange. Surely you’d break them unless you slept like a corpse?

lol. He did

This reminded me of a guy I briefly dated in my late teens who wore a heavy leather jacket in mid-summer. No.

So many creeps and weirdos who never got a second date back in my misspent youth…

Cute guy I met in a club. Amazing dancer, chatted all night and he was really funny and charming. I’m tall and he was a bit shorter than me, but it wasn’t an issue for me at all. Arranged a date and when he turned up I instantly thought ‘oh, he’s much taller than I remember’. Looked at his feet and he was wearing those elevator shoes or whatever those Tom Cruise shoes are called. I just couldn’t take him seriously after that.

The guy who wined and dined me and was utterly charming all night, to the extent I was seriously considering going back to his place for a ‘night cap’ on the first date…until he said ‘I don’t usually date white girls, but you’re so sexy I had to make an exception for you’. Oh, I feel so special now, Romeo.
See ya!

An extremely hot guy I met when a bit tipsy in a bar and agreed to go on a date with him. He spent the whole date commenting on how ‘posh’ I was for fairly normal behaviours like asking for a glass of Rioja (‘ooh, aren’t you posh?!’) and having a cheese course instead of a sweet dessert (‘you’re SO posh!’). It got fucking annoying very quickly.

Skid marks on the sheets where he'd sat to put his socks on...

Oh SO many. One man ordered the food for me at a restaurant - based on our polite “oh that looks good, I think I may try the chicken” type chatter. I’m a bill splitter, but pointedly left him to cover that one.
another (on the bill splitting theme) who would (especially with friends) loudly pick up both our shares of the bill and then ask me to transfer half when we got home. I loved that man actually took me longer than it should have to ditch him.

I was walking home with a guy I had been seeing. There were a group of rowdy teenagers approaching, not doing anything, just being loud and a bit obnoxious. My guy moved across to the other side of me to be away from them (so I was nearest to them). He must have seen my expression as he tried to pretend he was doing something else.

Another time, there was a bit of commotion among some drunks in the town centre. I suddenly realised I was walking on my own past them. I turned round, and saw he had crossed the road and left me walking (and talking) by myself to move away from them. Nevermind me.

When it was raining, he would always move to my other side on the pavement too so I would get splattered by the cars driving over puddles.

A real prize that one.

Like that movie firstborn? (Part gorilla, part human)

Better with brown sauce😃

I remember seeing a guy for a little while who must’ve thought of himself as some sort of poet. He would always send me really long wordy texts. One that sticks in my mind was he had asked me what I’d been doing and I replied something about being outside and it being freezing cold. He replied oh how he longed to see my beautiful face, with cheeks blushed red like English roses 🤢

Might sound romantic to some but it was just constant and I found it so over the top. Just thinking about it makes me want to puke right now.

One ex was a relationship I let go on far longer than it should have. It was death by a thousand icks.

Particularly memorable was the time he requested ‘spreading cheese’ on some toast or a sandwich or something. Instant and massive ick, for no reason at all.

The fact he lied about having a job, had no money, was NEVER on time, impotent, would spend hours in the bathroom, and wouldn’t introduce me to his mother, were all a mere bagatelle compared to the horror of whatever the fuck ‘spreading cheese’ was.

I later found out he had a heroin habit. Which explained A LOT.

😳😳😳😳😳 a heroin habit?? Actively when you were with him? How the hell did you find out!?

When he stood me up on my birthday and went out with his mates instead. Gave me a big ick that did.

Classing a heroin addiction as just an ick 😂