I am now going to tell you a story from a couple of years ago that may sound hilarious but didn't look like fun to me back then.
I was 19, cute fit and hairy and I dated guys from the internet and there was not a single dude who refused sex.
I fucked them all - tall, skinny, fat, I didn't care. And every night I dated a different guy...at one point I even had two or three "boyfriends".
Until one motherfucker, Valentine 17 at the time.
Here is his pic, I still have it.
We met late one evening, it was cold but we spent hours together on our first date.
My heart was pumping like crazy, I really fell for him and wanted to make him my boyfriend.
He told me, "You are cute, I like you."
The boner I had, the thrill, I still remember it like it was yesterday.
And I freaked out. On our very first date.
We took the tram and I went near his place and I told him, "If I see you online again chatting with other guys you are a slut".
That was such a stupid thing to say but I did and he was offended.
The next few days he was avoiding me until one day he hung up on me.
I went to his school and started stalking him. I have never been refused sex before.
I spent hours every day hanging around outside his school.
He said, "I don't want to talk to you". and ran off.
But the next day I continued to stalk him.
One night I confronted him on the trolleybus, he pushed me at the doors but I caught him, then I ran after him, we shouted like crazy, I tried to apologize but he took a taxi and called me names.
It was a hilarious gay drama, we were so young and stupid.
Years later I met him again online. I recognized him but he didn't know who I was, he thought I was another guy from the internet who wanted a shag.
So I asked him questions...
He told me he was a drug addict and needed money.
He undressed himself stark naked and jerked on cam, on skype. OMG!!!!
But I felt bad, I even recorded him.
He said he wanted to meet up and that he has a sick fetish of someone tying him up and beating him on the head until he blacks out.
He also asked me to take pictures of ropes and belts I had at home and show them to him so that he "approves" them first.
SICKNESSSS!!!!!!
I asked my boyfriend if he would like to take advantage of this sick boy and fuck him in a park in Sofia and he agreed....The three of us agreed to meet up for a sick gay boy fetish session.
Can anyone guess what happened next???
I was 19, cute fit and hairy and I dated guys from the internet and there was not a single dude who refused sex.
I fucked them all - tall, skinny, fat, I didn't care. And every night I dated a different guy...at one point I even had two or three "boyfriends".
Until one motherfucker, Valentine 17 at the time.
Here is his pic, I still have it.
We met late one evening, it was cold but we spent hours together on our first date.
My heart was pumping like crazy, I really fell for him and wanted to make him my boyfriend.
He told me, "You are cute, I like you."
The boner I had, the thrill, I still remember it like it was yesterday.
And I freaked out. On our very first date.
We took the tram and I went near his place and I told him, "If I see you online again chatting with other guys you are a slut".
That was such a stupid thing to say but I did and he was offended.
The next few days he was avoiding me until one day he hung up on me.
I went to his school and started stalking him. I have never been refused sex before.
I spent hours every day hanging around outside his school.
He said, "I don't want to talk to you". and ran off.
But the next day I continued to stalk him.
One night I confronted him on the trolleybus, he pushed me at the doors but I caught him, then I ran after him, we shouted like crazy, I tried to apologize but he took a taxi and called me names.
It was a hilarious gay drama, we were so young and stupid.
Years later I met him again online. I recognized him but he didn't know who I was, he thought I was another guy from the internet who wanted a shag.
So I asked him questions...
He told me he was a drug addict and needed money.
He undressed himself stark naked and jerked on cam, on skype. OMG!!!!
But I felt bad, I even recorded him.
He said he wanted to meet up and that he has a sick fetish of someone tying him up and beating him on the head until he blacks out.
He also asked me to take pictures of ropes and belts I had at home and show them to him so that he "approves" them first.
SICKNESSSS!!!!!!
I asked my boyfriend if he would like to take advantage of this sick boy and fuck him in a park in Sofia and he agreed....The three of us agreed to meet up for a sick gay boy fetish session.
Can anyone guess what happened next???