‹ Prequel: Love
Sequel: Man***
Status: Completed



He wasn't as aggressive in bed as I had originally expected. He was gentle, yet still filled with enough penetration to please me. Fuck I think I love men again. Looking at him now, I find it hard to believe that we did that. His face is pale and he looks like he's about to puke. Am I really that bad? "Uhh. Are you okay, whatever your name is?" He stares at me with innocent eyes and replies, "It's Trey and I can't do this. This was a mistake. You're a cute girl and everything, but I have a girlfriend. I'd rather not fuck it up... again." Well fuck me. My luck just about sucks.