Something’s truly are better in fantasy than they are in reality. Take for instance, popping a straight man’s cherry.
- He’s married.
- He’s hot.
- He’s hung.
- He has an ass that is begging to be fucked.
- He’s ready to experiment.
Sound good, right?
Well let me tell you, I’ve never heard so much bitching and whining in my life.
A bit of moaning I like: ‘oh it’s so big, I’m so full, more, more’.
But other things I don’t want to hear: ‘slow down, not so deep, not so hard’. Whatever!
Like a good top I tried to keep my calm and be considerate, but in the end I lost my patience and started to boss him. Positioning him where I wanted him, so I could fuck his brains out.
But it was just not working. I’m a man who really enjoys pounding. But if the bottom is not enjoying it, well it takes the pleasure out of it.
And let me clear, for the record I can take what I dish out.
So that’s my straight man fantasy ruined. From now on I think I’ll just stick to having them suck me off.