liqueur
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There's probably already a thread about this somewhere, but I can't find it, so here goes:
(TLDR: see thread title)
When I was a younger man, working in construction, I was totally out of sync with my sexuality, to say nothing of gender. In other words, total denial. I know now (hindsight being what it is) that when I was a much younger man, older men were all over me like flies on shit. So I guess even though I didn't know it myself, my sexuality was written all over my face. Or my ass at least. When I was in my 30s, the only thing that had changed was that I was trying that much harder to be heteronormative.
One time, I was working on an out-of-town job, and the boss rented us a cabin on the lake, this being off-season. Cold, but a great relief from cheap motels. So I was shacked up there every weeknight with two very straight, very macho guys. Two guys who weren't getting any all week. I remember one night I'd cooked for all of us, and I think I washed the dishes too, and the guys were joking about what a good little housewife I'd make. Being defensive about my gender, I felt insulted and clammed up.
(Meanwhile, most nights I was locking myself in the bathroom to read the Penthouse letters they left there, stories about guys being pimped out by their wives, and so forth. Left there for me to find, I'm sure.) I can see in “hind” sight that insult was not their intent. I know they were teasing me, and I'm pretty sure they were hoping for “a good little housewife” to make their long weeks away from home more fun.
Anyone been in similar situations? Did you give in? I'm pretty sure I would have, if I hadn't been so fucking clueless. A nice big cock for each end...
(TLDR: see thread title)
When I was a younger man, working in construction, I was totally out of sync with my sexuality, to say nothing of gender. In other words, total denial. I know now (hindsight being what it is) that when I was a much younger man, older men were all over me like flies on shit. So I guess even though I didn't know it myself, my sexuality was written all over my face. Or my ass at least. When I was in my 30s, the only thing that had changed was that I was trying that much harder to be heteronormative.
One time, I was working on an out-of-town job, and the boss rented us a cabin on the lake, this being off-season. Cold, but a great relief from cheap motels. So I was shacked up there every weeknight with two very straight, very macho guys. Two guys who weren't getting any all week. I remember one night I'd cooked for all of us, and I think I washed the dishes too, and the guys were joking about what a good little housewife I'd make. Being defensive about my gender, I felt insulted and clammed up.
(Meanwhile, most nights I was locking myself in the bathroom to read the Penthouse letters they left there, stories about guys being pimped out by their wives, and so forth. Left there for me to find, I'm sure.) I can see in “hind” sight that insult was not their intent. I know they were teasing me, and I'm pretty sure they were hoping for “a good little housewife” to make their long weeks away from home more fun.
Anyone been in similar situations? Did you give in? I'm pretty sure I would have, if I hadn't been so fucking clueless. A nice big cock for each end...
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