One guy stood up and came near me, he told me something that made me feel disgusted. He told me this was not a modelling agency and that they want to ...ave sex with me. He pulled out a a bundle of cash, he said this is around 2 grand and if you let us have a piece of that ass this is all yours. They told me how they find cute guys and offer them money for sex. I was not gay so declined and left the house. On the way back i couldnt stop thinking about that money it was too much to decline. I went. ? He told me to describe myself so I did.? We then chatted a bit, purely innocuously,before he asked me if I had any unfulfilled sexual desires.? Feeling confident due to the anonymous natureof the chat room, I confessed that I always wondered what it felt like to be awoman making love to a man.? He thensaid, AHmmm, Imight be able to help you with that.? Ihave quite a bit of experience along those lines.@? Incredulously I asked, A Really sir?@.? ACertainly,I am the man in any relationship I. I mean, you can have a glass of wine and take muscle relaxers because you want to try fisting, but in my opinion it's stupid because you’re depriving yourself of your body’s very valuable harm-prevention feedback. That’s just not desirable.From the way you describe it, it sounds like the emotional intimacy is more important to you than the physical feeling. Is that right?It depends on the partner I’m with. If I have a deep, emotional connection to the partner and this is an intimate, bonding. Why didn't I feel bad doing what I was doing to him by fucking his wife and his mistress? I loved him and he was a great dad so why didn't I feel bad? The simple answer could be that I was just a hormonal teenager who loved to fuck and pussy was pussy and both of them had come after me. I didn't go after either of them and was I going to pass up what was offered freely? Could it really be that simple?My life was weird man; really fucking weird. But I was loving it.I was caught up on my school.