This random nameless guy just came down my throat and i walk straight to the mirror to reaffirm my "straightness" despite a solid raging hard-on, barely casting any shadows though. The sting from last nights spanking makes me want it all the more...that is basically me. Stumbling from one crazy experience to the next, I wouldn't say I'm confused but i do crave being submissive, humiliated and used.

When boys my age were checking girls out and fantasizing about fucking them nine ways to sunday i often found myself wondering "would it be rude if i go over there and ask her if i can rub her feet..maybe she won't think im a creep because i end up telling how amazing her feet smell despite the 12'o clock sweat and the pungent stink of a long day"...pffft...weird right?

But in all fairness that is what brings me here.

I can't start listing out my kinks and fetishes nor name experiences as it is too time consuming and i am tired, feel free to message me nonetheless.