Not sure if anyone in here has clocked the band Sleep Token yet, but for people interested in male crying, I highly recommend them! They're one of my favorite bands anyway because their music is phenomenal imo, but the lead singer, Vessel, is kind of a gold mine in that he will sometimes actually break down while singing. When I first started listening to them, I thought it was a singing technique that made it sound like he was crying, but nope. It's real. The band wears masks for anonymity, so you can't see his face super well to tell, but I've heard confirmation from fans sitting close when this happens that there are visible tears falling out of his mask (I got to be front row for them a few years ago, but alas, no crying happened that show, so I didn't get the full experience). If you want to listen, he cried during the last two songs of their show in Duluth last week ("Damocles" and "Infinite Baths"). He doesn't usually do it in recordings, but there is audio of him crying at the end of the album version of "Blood Sport," as well. 

So, I know I haven't been very active in a while, but in the past month I've had two separate male observations, and (drumroll, please) today, after 8+ years of dating, I finally told my boyfriend about my dacryphilia! This is a day I wasn't sure would ever come, but the world actually didn't end! So I'll start with the first obs, which happened at the beginning of the month, and then I'll move on to the story of today.

I work at a vet clinic, and one of my best male friends unfortunately had to put down one of his dogs. I was there both the day that he found out what was wrong with the dog and also the day that it actually happened. The first day, he wasn't full-on sobbing, but his eyes were very red and moist, but the second day, he did completely break down. He started out just tearing up, but after a while he put a hand over his eyes and was sobbing. After everything was over, he came up to me (still kind of crying) and said he was heading out but to text him later (this happened on a day that we had previously been planning to hang out). I reached out my arms to invite him into a hug, and it was a little awkward at first because he obviously wasn't expecting it and had started turning away as I did it, but he stopped and hugged me, and I actually did *feel* him sob against me, which is something I'm super into. Then he left.

So, on to today. My boyfriend and I were laying in bed talking this morning for a long while, and he pulled out his phone to get out a picture of something, but when he opened up his pictures, he turned his phone away really quickly and fumbled with something. Naturally, I was like, "What was that about?" and he got all weird, and eventually it came out he had accidentally saved a sexy picture on his phone and it was a fetish I didn't know he had. This elicited two reactions in me, one being curiosity about his fetish and the other being anger because he had been lying to me saying he wasn't into porn (I wasn't upset that he was embarrass

One of the reasons I love Cassandra Clare's writing so much is that there's a lot of the hurt/comfort aspect with main female characters comforting males.  The Mortal Instruments has this a lot (especially in the later books, if I remember correctly); the love interest character thinks of himself as a terrible person, and so she has to reassure him he's not and, as the story goes on, teach him to open up to her and not bottle up his feelings.  I can't remember how much he actually cries, but that whole situation is just delicious.  

I've never told anyone, but I consider telling my boyfriend about it occasionally.  I never do, though, because I feel it would either lead to him feeling more comfortable with crying in front of me or just never crying in front of me again, and I'm not willing to risk the latter happening.  He'll have to just happen upon asking me the right questions if he's going to find this out.

So, a few days ago, I had my first boyfriend crying experience since we moved in together last month.  It wasn't as enjoyable for me as I'd hoped it would be since something I said caused it, but it still bears mentioning.

We were lying in bed planning out the rest of our day and I had asked him if he wanted to go grocery shopping.  He did, but when we figured out how much we had to spend, he ended up having very little on his end.  I was a little miffed because he'd been spending a fair amount of money on personal items and things of that nature rather than taking stuff like this into consideration.  It wasn't a huge deal, but I guess it was obvious something was bothering me because he put an arm around me and asked what was wrong.  I told him and he got really quiet and rolled away onto his back.  I asked him to please talk to me, and after a few minutes he explained that he felt like a huge jerk, etc.  I tried to talk to him about it, say he wasn't a jerk and just wasn't used to living together yet, etc., but nothing I said really had any effect on him.  After a minute, he rolled onto his stomach and pulled his hood up over his head, facing away from me.  I held him for a minute and then asked him to come out, which he quickly refused to do.  I laid with him for another minute, rubbing his back, and then said, "Please, hon?" and finally he sat up and put his hood down.  He wasn't crying, but he just looked very glum.  I pressed my nose into his cheek and started trying to tell him how he was really a great person, etc., but he cut me off and said none of it would help any and that we should just try to go eat the food I had made earlier and forget about it.  I followed him to go get it, but he just sat down with it and stared out into space.  I sat down with him as well, and he slowly got into a little more of an explanation of what he'd spent his money on, which included telling me about something really mean and ungrateful his dad had done the d