Let me start off by saying, I, like many of your, used to think that these posts on DL were the product of the infamous EST (Elaborate Scenario Troll). However, something so outlandish happened that now has me questioning my judgment all along. I have a story so shocking, how could I not share it with you bitches? You see, I have been with my boyfriend, let's call him Sam, for over a year and half and we are madly in love. Heck, we have recently started talking about adopting.
Here's a little background on the situation. Sam and I were old high school friends who didn't know the other was gay until we bumped into each other at our high school reunion. It didn't take long for either us to figure out the other was gay, what with our perfectly quaffed hair, spray tans, and flashy suits, and before I knew it, I was in the bathroom of the Hilton getting rammed by my old friend bareback and with nothing but spit for lube (forgive me, I am on PrEP).
Well, apparently, my old arch enemy form high school, let's call him Michael, had caught us in the act peering over the stall. Sam and I were so caught up in the moment that we hadn't even noticed him recording us with his phone, so imagine our surprise when we walked out of the bathroom back to our reunion and on the projector was video footage of Sam fucking the shit out of me. We were so embarrassed, but luckily my old high school fag hag Linda ran up to the projector to turn it off and admonish whoever embarrassed us like that. Everyone was surprisingly chill about what happened except for a few fat balding men with their equally fat frauish wives. But heck, even this hot blonde jock I had the biggest crush on came up to us and said that even though he was straight, I had such a nice ass, he probably would have done the same thing if he were gay. We all laughed and I felt pretty good about the situation.
Flash forward to now and Sam and I have moved into together, bought a couple of dogs (our little princesses), and have basically started the perfect family. Well, about a week ago I got Facebook message from Michael who wanted to meet to apologize for that stunt he pulled at our high school reunion. I told him that there was no reason to apologize since that whole situation is what bonded Sam and I together. But he was insistent to meet, so I reluctantly agreed. Sam and I live in Weho and so Michael suggested we meet a gay bar/restaurant called Fiesta Cantina. His idea not mine. Any way, I meet up with Michael who is a wearing a tight polo shirt, some Abercrombie shorts, and sandals. The dude looks fucking hot. I hate to admit it because he made my life a living hell in high school, but I always had a crush on Michael and frankly, he still looked fuckable even with the receding hairline and a little extra baggage. A few beers later and of course, the topic of conversation went to gay sex. Michael had so many questions about it and wanted to know if it was true that a guy's ass is tighter than a girl's pussy. I think you can see where this is going.