A fuck with consequences…

18 October 2008 | 16 Comments

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Earlier this week I had a post saying I was looking for someone to help with image tagging for the porn blog. A 20 y.o. guy responded and came in on Friday for the first day of freelance work. When I told him to come in I had no clue what he looked like and my boyfriend said I should have asked for a picture since he didn’t want someone unattractive working in our apartment. He also said that I could only have sex with the guy if he could have sex with him too…

The guy shows up, and he’s totally my type – an attractive, young Latino. My boyfriend met him, before he left to go downtown to get a haircut and hang out with a friend. The two of us worked the whole day, things went well, and then at the end of the day he was sorta hanging around and we started talking. One thing lead to another and at one point I asked what sorta guys he was into. He said the opposite of him – older, beefy tops… About a minute later my dick was out and he was giving me a blowjob.

Now, the funny part is I wasn’t really intending for it to happen. Having a cute guy around working with me was more than sufficient. But he seemed to want it, so things progressed…

He gave a really good blowjob and then we moved things into the bedroom. I wanted to fuck, he seemed to want to get fucked, but I was a little worried about him being clean. I haven’t used our shower shot in years and when I pulled it out I figured out it didn’t attach to the sinks and was way too much trouble to attach to the shower. So I told him to just go and take a good shit, and I hoped for the best…

He came out, gave me another good blowjob, but I wanted to fuck him. I should mention that with no pills, I was rock hard. This kid totally did it for me…

So he gets on all fours on the bed, I lube up my dick and his hole, and I push in. I don’t get in the first few times ’cause he was really tight, but I just made sure I was lined up properly and pushed harder until I was in. Given how tight he was I was sorta surprised he didn’t have a problem taking my dick. But once I got in he seemed like he was good.

He definitely felt good. Pretty quickly I had him on his stomach with his tight little hole massaging my dick. It felt so good… I knew it wouldn’t take long to cum, so I didn’t rush it, but when it finally came, I didn’t hold back and he got a nice big load deep in his ass…

We then laid there and cuddled. He seemed to really like the quiet time. I’m guessing he likes the intimacy with someone who’s old enough to be his dad. I gotta say, I liked it too…

As he was about to leave my boyfriend came home. A business-related problem had come up late in the afternoon and my boyfriend was sorta rattled by it. After the guy had gone my bf asked me if I had had sex with the guy, I said yes, and he started railing on me for that. He was mostly upset about the other problem, but he went on the attack about the sex. Yeah, having sex with someone who you’re working with makes the situation complicated, and it wasn’t good from that point of view, but honestly – an attractive 20 y.o. Latin guy offered me his ass and I was supposed to say ‘no’?

It’s sorta a bummer that I lost a lot of the early blog posts when I migrated off Blogspot. These were the sorts of issues I was dealing with back then. My bf has a history of wanting to control my sex life. I half-way let him do it for years, but a breaking point came in early 2004. In this case he told me he didn’t want me having sex with someone who was working for me unless he could fuck the guy as well, but at the same time he says he wants someone attractive working for us.

I don’t know, it’s really complicated, and I’m sorta fed up with the whole situation. It feels like every couple weeks there’s something little between us that results in me getting out of my groove and losing a day or so of productivity with work. And 2-3 times a year there’s something like this. Next month we’ll have been together 11 years. There are things that are great about our relationship, but I honestly wonder if I wouldn’t do better if I were single.

It’s just such a pain in the ass. Why can’t he just be happy that we’ve got a hot young bottom hanging around the apartment? Now it’s all complicated. In so many ways our relationship works, but at times like this I have zero interest in fighting to keep it going. Yet breaking up after 11 years of interdendence isn’t exactly fun or easy, but that’s hardly a good reason to stay together…

So we’ll see how it turns out…