To be honest, I don’t quite know why I don’t ask him to stop. Sex vedio I don’t really manage to conceptualise reality. I don’t protest. It’s more that, I feel like I’m sharing some kind of intimacy, or something, with you. “Ten per week?”
“We’ll see. For some reason my stupid head thought I loved him, instead of the feeling of reaching a climax. Maybe I’ll find a boyfriend in the meantime?”
I feign sadness. I’m observing the top half of the tip disappearing. “I know, I know.”
“But don’t think I’m not gonna cuddle up with you tonight.”
“I know that too.” I turn my back towards him again. Well yeah, I was getting hungry and you were still asleep.”
“No problem.” I shrug. I close my eyes again and think about the exam week that’s coming up in two weeks. Milan is panting and moaning. “We’ll see.”
He laughs and gets up. I’m not sure why, but it just feels like the right thing to do. I don’t even know where he lives, I only know he lives relatively close to me. I realise that, while sitting down, he won’t be able to finger my ass and I’m not sure if it’s worth it now. No promises for the future. And it doesn’t make me gay or anything.
