My name is Alex. I’m a professional BMX racer, I do mountain climbing in my spare time and can bench press 350 pounds. I can run a mile in less than five minutes. I’m not saying this to brag, I just want you to understand that I’m kind of a big deal. I’ve taken on just about everything the world has to offer and there isn’t anything I can’t handle. That’s why I thought booking a gay sex dungeon would be a great idea.
Hold on, let me back up a bit. First, I’m not gay. I’m strictly all about the pussy, which I can get, any time I want and as much as I want. I’ve never seen a dick and thought, “You know what? I’d really like to give that a good sucking”. Body hair is a total turn off. I can’t do it, limp noodle. Disgusting. So why did I book a gay sex dungeon? Well, a few months ago, one of my surfing buddies had the nerve to call me a Homo. I laughed it off and called him fucking stupid. No big deal. But, the more I thought about it, the more an idea kind of came to me.