Okay, I’m bored and that last one was fun to talk about, so I’ll tell one more, then, probably disappear forever. This is about, maybe, the most bizarre thing that’s ever happened to me in a sexual situation. It’s kind of a mic dropper, so anything after this would just be lame and silly.
When I [26, at this time] first moved to the city I currently live, through friends, I hooked up with this guy, Jeff [I think he was 29/30]. He’s not a booty call, per se, but if we’re around each other after 9 PM, we tend to make it home together. Now, Jeff is an awful human being. A little misogynist. Obnoxious. Kind of a pathological liar. No real employment. Trust fund baby. I don’t know if he was joking or not, but I think he voted for Trump. But dude can fuck. There’s just something when we get together that it’s like fireworks and shit. I would never date him in a million years. I don’t even let him kiss me. I just want him to stick his dick in me and put his mouth on my nether regions. He’s tons of fun in the sack. He’s even responsible for my one and only MMF.