I'm married and don't play a lot. Most of the time, I'm good with that, but sometimes I have a viscous bi-cycle. This week was too much and I ended up hooking up with a guy. It was a good experience, I had a lot of fun, and I was still so turned on, I tried again.

This time was so much less fun.

This guy volunteered that he was a "pilot type." I never asked, I didn't care.

During introductions, I was probing for something hot about him. It makes it more fun if there's something sexy about them. I was interested so I asked him what he flew. I know a little about planes from way back.

He tells me he's not really a pilot, but he's in the aviation industry. Then he tells me he knows how to fly a Cherokee - a base level single prop, basically. He's not a pilot or pilot type at all. He has a hobby.

Oh well. That wasn't what I was there for. Dude was hung and pretty good looking. I tried to make it work.

I went down on him. I was enjoying myself, but he didn't give any feedback at all. I tried a lot of things, but couldn't tell what he liked or not.

Then we move to fuck and the guy has no idea how to use that huge, gorgeous penis. He just kept trying to ram it in without enough lube. It was really uncomfortable so I stopped and left.

It was so fucking weird. I can't help but laugh at myself right now. That was a real kick to my confidence. It's got me thinking twice about hooking up with people online.