How do I even start this?
My name is Aspen and I am a college student. I like sleeping, eating, basically anything that doesn't involve too much work. Even writing this is too much work but whatever, we ball.
I am an engineering major in Computer Science and I can code circles around you and I have a boyfriend unlike you so... xd.
[Then again I'm not exactly writing this in notepad to send to anyone. So i'll splurge on the words, I guess. Might as well not be mean to the imaginary people.]
But basically, what i'm telling you is that I... had sex and I would be happy. But no.
I'm not quirky before you roll your eyes so stop. I just found out sex was not porn. Like the bodies. The mess. The feelings. Ew.
I like watching people do it. Not doing it. It was so much work.
I don't know how to tell my boyfriend. He's not the problem, not exactly. [Yikes i'm a mess]
But let me take you step by step before I spiral into some weird nonsense:
You see...
I fucking hate bottoming. Like you will not catch me dead having anything shoved inside me.
Yet it is the only way I end up having the best fucking orgasms when I have sex.
How do i know that? I'd usually only thrust into like the side of the bed using a pillow for a hole or like i'd thrust into my hand. But one day, I was fapping in front of a mirror, clothes on(cuz i couldn't be bare naked) sprawled like an amoeba on my bed. Then i felt the bottom of my pants rub on my ass. I didn't know why the hell i felt so sensitive down there. I never felt like this before, every movement felt odd, but it wasn't uncomfortable.
But lo and behold, I thought, what if i could put my dick into my ass? [A hole is a goal anyways]
Too bad my cock is only 7 inches, so I can't reach it. But the thought was so enticing I couldn't help myself.
So now i'm gay and a bottom too. [Wooooh... celebrations -_-]
Again, I'm not homophobic. Just not happy with what my body did to me.
And several sessions later, done under the cover of my manliess and my blankets, I need something inside me so that I can cum. I usually use pencils, pens (the smooth ones), chopsticks, my toothbrush. I'm pretty versatile :} [Cringe ass. What am I typing?]
Watching porn didn't help. Cuz what the fuck you mean one of the categories is rape? Watching people gag and choke, hurting themselves for what? A shot at dick? Why not program a real dick into a dildo? [Electricity generates heat anyways so it could work. X) ]
If my lover said that nonsense to me, he going six feet under the ground, not deep in my ass. But i'm just venting.
Well, if i didn't wanna keep being a virgin (nothing wrong with that, More power to you lol), I just think about sex too much.
So now I have a boyfriend. A real boyfriend :P [I could have gotten a girlfriend but sigh, the more sessions i had masturbating, i kept dreaming of a dude. ew. >.<]
Logan Reyes, he's cute. I was shocked when he actually asked me out... He's shorter than me (I'm 6'0 ft, he's like 5'7) but he's clingy like me. We both knew we didn't want to be outed so we just.... stayed a secret.
We went on a few dates, of course under the guise of being two friends. He'd hold my hand in the cinema, the cold air contrasting the warmth of his hand. We both wore hoodies so it was easy to hide. I leaned on him and he looked at me, his hand held tighter and We may have kissed. Fuck, even remembering it makes me swoon in all the right ways. His lips connecting together with mine as we didn't make any noise. Nobody saw. Nobody heard. Nobody cared. Just like what we wanted.
He's also very sweet. I remember on one date, I got him chocolates (his favourite) and he got me nachos. We didn't even plan that lol. He's literally the one. I immediately saw myself marrying him. But then again, I had to present myself to be straight.
So now, here I am on the first time we were gonna have sex and since I'm bottoming (cuz I choose to), I had to prep. [ugh T_T Why can't stuff go in my ass easy?]
Anyways, the first thing I had to do was shower and take all of the shit out. This was important cuz I wasn't gonna shit on him or his dick. Although if he makes a comment, I might be tempted.
The shower felt colder that day and I was scrubbing like i was gonna be birthed. But everytime i attacked my skin with soapy bubbles, I never felt clean enough. I had a little hair on my areas but who doesn't? At least it's not a bush unlike my roommates. [Don't ask how I know. *_*]
However, when I searched for the brown boogers, my ass was empty. Like.. nothing. I didn't know whether to be scared or happy. I did eat a few apples and drank water, so the piss was gone. Where did the poop go? Did it flush along with my chances of having good fucking sex?
I went twice, both times, empty.
I looked myself in the mirror and my roommate, the touchy bastard literally pressed his chest to my back as his head fell on my shoulder.
"I have a boyfriend now dude." I elbowed his stomach which resounded an "oof" satisfying my ears.
"Yeah, I know. I wouldn't want you to cheat on him." He kissed the back of my head and ran off into the living room.
So I finally got ready for what was gonna be the worst fucking night of my life or the best.