How a guy cannot be bisexual around his family & friends…but enjoys it when ordered by his dominant!
“Hmm, yes dear.”
“Can I ask you something?” It was during the deep, rosy hours of the night before the dawn turned the air to milk. In the dark, clean and naked, lying alongside the languorous form of his Mistress after hours of hard play, a thought was keeping him awake.
“You just did,” she yawned and squeezed him. “Of course you can.”
“Do you think I’m bi?”
She shifted in the bed so she could turn her face toward him before answering. “I think it’s up to you if you want to use that word or not, my love. Did you enjoy yourself tonight?”
“Fuck yes. It was amazing.” his whole body was still simmering from the proper pounding Mistress’s bull had given him earlier.
“Then I think it’s just how you want to define yourself. It’s hard for young men to find themselves sexually attracted to other men…
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