What did you expect?
What’s good for the goose….
Surely you knew there would be consequences?
The thing about cheating husbands is that they always think that they are a special case.
I’m not a bollix, I just have needs.
Needs that only I can met by cock.
I don’t want to be a cheat but I need cock.
Wives are not stupid.
They know that something is up.
They do your laundry.
You know she is never going to miss a cum stain on your shirt.
So what did she do?
She gets a bit of cock of her own!
Any why not?
How dare she!
She cheating on me!
Fair play to her, the ride.
I mustn’t laugh.
And I did try and make him feel better.
Admittedly by boning him again.
Though that’s what got him in this predicament in the first place.
What’s the big deal?
If it’s ok you you, it’s ok for her?
Why are straight men so stupid?
And yet so alluring…..
So he’s decided that they have to get divorced.
He can’t bear the thought of her with another man.
She just a ‘cheating whore’.
I did say that straight men were stupid right?
You know who I feel sorry for?
He just won’t be so attractive once he’s a single man.
Beautiful, decadent, depraved London! I love the place. Or to be more accurate, I love English guys. Just call me a tea queen. London is my escape. The place I ran away to, when I needed to get away from the stress of hiding who I was. Can you imagine how exciting it was to be living here? No one who cared knew about me. How comforting it was, just to be another face in the crowd.
Of course, back then I was not Conor Murphy, Superstar. No, I was a shy insecure Irish homo in the city and fair game to all the older predatory guys. Wow, I make myself sound like a weak little twink. In the most important way, I was. The body of a Greek god was undermined by a fragile mind.
Having said all that, I still had plenty of fun. A tremendous excitement fills you when you get your hands on cock or get fucked for the first time. That fragile, naive mind stops you from taking in what’s happening to you on a deeper level. You simply enjoy the superficial, the orgasms and, well, the orgasms mostly. Had I been a good catholic boy, I would have been wracked with guilt, maybe I would have gone into that whole BDSM scene?
Yeah, hit me again, I like it. Beat that sin out of me.