A work of fiction for those wondering:-
Some time ago I'd found myself looking at bi images and imsginibg what it might be like to experience another guy.
As the tmyears passed these feeling grew to a meet with a guy that likes to take control a little more.
It was becoming clearer that is got slightly more of a sub bi side than I'd really thought about previously.
As the meets became more and more regular things progressed and became a little kinkier and more risque.
A point came when the meeting became mor important than home or work etc.
Something happened inside my head and I'd realised I was taking more risks than was really necessary to get my sex fix.
I suppose I'd be one a little bit addicted to those feelings.
I stopped everything. Reality hit, and this wasn't me anymore.
Some considerable time passed before I re-visited these thoughts again (years) out of fear of losing control again.
So a sunny day came when I'd been pursuing the images on Tumblr, and sonehow found pegging.
Oh wow I was hooked, the images instantly he'd me transfixed.
The prettier or bustier ones were initial favourites, but that soon changed to the one of an erotic and less kinky submissive nature, and especially those big strapons ploughing these guys from behind.
Many a pleasant minute/hour was now spent daydreaming or browsing.
These threads inevitable lead back to guys but it was different this time somehow.
My feeling inside had developed and somehow different all is a sudden. |
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