When I was a little younger, probably around 21 - 22, I got involved with a curious “straight” guy. It was something I said I’d never do. But when there’s chemistry there’s chemistry.

The quick backstory is I met him through a mutual friend/coworker. They were frat brothers and as much as I hated alcohol and football at the time I still ended up going tailgating with my friend for a UCLA game. And that’s where I met Fernando. He was on the short side. About 5’5 (light skin bald Latino with a nice thick build. I’m 6’2 but I have a weakness for short bottoms. Fernando appeared to be the only other person not drinking so he became my tailgating buddy for the day.

We talked, exchanged numbers and that was it. A few days later he texted me and asked me if I wanted to go get tacos and drinks. I told him I didn’t drink and he was cool with it. We meet up, we talk, somehow he convinces me to have my first margarita. I get fucked up, steal a few tacos and stash them in my pockets. Idk why. But I was drunk for the first time in my life is I’ll just blame the alcohol.

He ends up driving me home. But before I get out the car he leans over to kiss me. I’m surprised but I go with it. It was a nice kiss. I felt “something” and then I leave and go home. Next day I hit him up to make sure everything is still good and he asks if he can come over.

He comes over and explains how he’s always been curious but never acted on it because of pressures at home. But he was leaving LA in year to go join some group that trains ppl to be a teacher for a year. He said I felt chill and wanted to know If I was down to help him explore shit before he left town. I was a hoe at the time. Wasn’t looking for a relationship. And was mostly interested n sex, masturbation, and cruising. So having a consistent fuck was always a good thing. So I was down. Why not.

We start out slow. I let him suck my dick a few times. He’s mesmerized by how big it feels. We make out a few times. And I I let him jerk me off in public places a few times. And eventually he builds up enough courage to ask to get fucked. I understood his hesitation. He was about to lose his anal virginity. And i wasn’t small in the Dick department. 8.5 inches of black steel is hard for anyone. So I went easy on that first time. I gave him romance. Slow and steady/ I kissed on his neck, caressed his thighs, and tongued him down from the top of his bald head to the crack of his ass. And then we had some of the best sex I’ve ever had.

Every moan and scream just sent shockwaves through my body. And I got him to cum without even touching his dick twice. He made me feel good.

We began fucking pretty regularly. He’d come to my job and Id fuck him in between cars in the parking garage. We’d sneak away while tailgating and fuck. And I even convinced him to let me fuck him one night at the beach on the sand. But in between all the fucking we just hung out and talked. He took me to my first Dodger game. My first concert. And even dragged me to his niece’s birthday party where I proceeded to fuck him in his childhood bedroom cause I was uncomfortable to be meeting the family of someone I was fucking. I’d only ever done that once.

And somewhere along the way I started catching feelings like a dummy. We were hanging out way too much and it didn’t always involve sex. And his kisses were my weakness. But as football season began to wind down so did our “relationship”.

Fernando ghosted me sometime in December. Just straight up disappeared. No calls answered. No texts responded to. And I couldn’t even ask my friend about him because no one knew we had been fucking and going on dates for four months. It definitely fucked with my ego. I had never been ghosted. But it definitely made me change my ways in the future because I had ghosted a few fuck buddies in the past when they got too “clingy” and was looking for something a little more exclusive.

So I did what any horrible person in the world who probably has a bad relationship with sex would do. I ended up finding his roommate one of the apps. Sent him some dick pics, and tried to set up a fuck session at his spot. The roommate ended up biting after a week of conversations and I went over one evening.

I show up at the spot, cut out all the small talk, and just drop my pants as soon as I walk into the apartment. I knew Fernando’s schedule pretty good so I knew when he would probably be in and I wanted him to see it. I got the roommate on his knees and started shoving my dick down his throat. I make him gag, I spit in his mouth, slap him around little bit and then push him towards the couch and bend him over the side.

His ass was perfectly smooth and his hole was pink and ripe for the taking. I spit a little for lube and jam my dick in. And he lets out the biggest moan and something just clicks in my mind and I just start talking all kinds of shit to him loud as fuck while still pounding his ass from behind. I was rock hard and angry. And then I hear keys and someone trying to unlock the door.

Fernando opens the door, the roommate freaks out and tries to find his clothes and I just stand there dick hard as fuck with a dumb smirk on my face and I start to cum. But Fernandos face just looked like he watched someone die. He turns around and he leaves. I got the reaction I wanted, I put on my clothes and I leave. As I get outside I see Fernando sitting in his car so I walk over to talk to him.

The conversation was interesting. I guess he had been crying cause his face and his were all red. He asked me why I had to fuck his roommate. And I tell him I was doing it just to fuck with him, because I started catching feelings for a guy for the first time and then he just disappeared. And he gives his reason and basically says, he was also catching feelings for me and didn’t know how to deal with them, because he knew if he kept talking to me it would lead to something serious and he was leaving for Mississippi to teach in May, so he felt it was better to cut me off now than later. I said it was bullshit, and we would’ve been fine in May and at least we could’ve had more time together and dealt with shit then.

Nothing else after this really matters. We went our separate ways. Stopped talking. Ended up fucking before he left. Had a few FaceTimes while he was in Mississippi and would fuck when he came back to visit family for the holidays. His ass is still super tight. But now he’s married with two kids, lol. And we haven’t talked in two to three years.