I’m not gay but I can’t stop thinking about my superior?
Let me start by saying this: I’m not gay. I’ve never been into men or found them remotely attractive. But if I’m honest, I haven’t exactly felt that way about women either. I’ve just gone through the motions because, well, society. I can get hard when needed and make sure the girls have a good time, but truthfully? It feels like a chore. I don’t enjoy it except for the climax and maybe a little of the power play.
Now, my superior. I won’t get into the details, but let’s just say we didn’t exactly hit it off at first. I hated him on sight. Yet, for some reason, I can’t get him out of my head.
He’s the only man I’ve ever found attractive, and it’s driving me out of my mind. I can’t stand him as a person, but every time he’s near, I get this primal urge to push back, to defy him. And, of course, He seems to enjoy seeing how far he can get under my skin. The whole dynamic is annoying.
I’ll admit it, the oral sex was good. He has this way of blending pain with pleasure, and as much as I hate to confess it, I liked it. It gave me some of the most best.. orgasms of my life. But here: I hate the thought of another man fucking me. It’s just something I can’t wrap my head around.
And yet when the tables turned and I had the chance to fuck him, I froze. Couldn’t do it. He says I like to be dominated, and that cut deep because I thought I was the one calling the shots.
Now, he’s ghosted me. Part of me is relieved, but the other part? Frustrated. He claimed he wasn’t into men either, but I don’t know if I buy that. especially since he always seems ready to…well, you get the picture??
So what’s happening here? Is this just some weird one-time thing, or am I heading for the mother of all sexuality crises? /gen