The first time I properly cried in front of my husband, we had been dating for about three months. I had just been sick for about three weeks (horrible ear infection/bronchitis), and I was finally starting to feel better. I had a really long, stressful day at work ahead of me, but it was the last day before a week-long vacation, and I could suddenly see the light at the end of the tunnel. I was overwhelmed with exhaustion as well as impending relief, and I started sobbing in his arms in bed in the morning. He held me, kissed my cheeks, whispered that he loved me. It was very warm and loving. I was actually relieved because I often have trouble crying in front of people that I have never cried in front of, and I had been concerned because I had yet to cry in front of him, despite numerous emotional conversations and total trust. So it was reassuring, and since then I've had no trouble crying with him.

The first time I saw him cry was on the 2nd day of our relationship. We'd already been friends for two years, so we were completely comfortable with each other, but we were sharing a new level of intimacy. It was about 2 AM, and we were having an hours-long conversation about all the emotional stuff in our lives that we hadn't talked about when we were just friends. We got to a certain topic that always makes him emotional, and his voice started to tremble. I thought, OMG, HE'S ACTUALLY GOING TO CRY, and then he sobbed silently for a few seconds in my arms. We kept talking, and I wiped tears from his cheeks, and then he started sobbing a little harder. I held him, thinking that I couldn't believe this was actually happening (I had fantasized about it so many times). He looked up at me with tears streaming down his face, we stared into each other's eyes for about a minute, and he told me he loved me for the first time. It was truly one of the most amazing things that's ever happened to me.

Welcome! There are no requirements for posting frequency; we're just glad you're here! You'll definitely fit in - we all love crying and tears, and we all have different preferences. I am mostly aroused by other people's tears, but like you, I often find my own tears arousing, too (I expanded on this in your other thread).

Amans lacrimae wrote:

I think I fall under the same category, I also don't shed a lot of tears and most of them follow the same path. Is this the first time His tears fall on you?
Does your H cry more frequently than you? I think I have read more obs about your H than self obs from you.

Have a wonderful day.

My H's tears have definitely fallen on me other times. I always touch and kiss his face when he cries.

H and I "tear up" at about the same rate (no tears falling from our eyes or sobbing), but I think I cry slightly more often than he does. I guess I just think to post here more often when he is the one who cries. It's funny because before I met my H, I hardly ever cried, except during emotional movies. It just wasn't a reaction my body conjured very often. But since H and I have been together, I've cried much more easily. I think it's because I feel completely comfortable sharing that with him - even eager to, because he provides so much comfort.
 

My H cried the other day. We were lying in bed talking about something emotional, and suddenly his eyes flooded with tears. His face crumpled, his mouth pulled back into a sob, and he kept speaking as sobs began to pour out. I took his face in my hands and pressed my forehead, lips, and nose against his while he cried, and some of his tears streamed down his nose and cheeks and onto my face. Then he abruptly curled up on my chest and lay there for about a minute, his chest and shoulders shaking rapidly with sobs. He looked up at me again, I kissed tears off of his entire face, and we lay with our arms around each other for a few minutes. Eventually, he raised his head to kiss me, and we ended up having sex.

Last night, he got a bit of disappointing news, and while he didn't shed tears, he was very upset, and I comforted him for about an hour. At one point (shortly after receiving the news), I pulled away from hugging him, and his eyes were pink and full of tears, but none fell.

It's so hard to choose! I think it's actually the sound for me. I mean, I love the visual a lot, especially the chin/mouth, but I think my favorite part is the sobs.