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beandelphiki*dies* Savage Love this week is worth reading.
But I've finally found a fetish that squicks me. Snot. Ewwww!
Your fiance wants to have sex in a "restricted space" with your bodies "really close." So where and how were you having sex before his big confession? In the middle of a football field with you in one end zone and him in the other?
I'm sorry, BTB, but your fiance is NOT into bunk-bed sex. He's lying to you, dumbass. No one with a fantasy life that dull requires "several gentle conversations" to draw him out! There's nothing in the least bit shameful, gross, freaky, or repulsive about sex in a bed, bunk or otherwise. Therefore there's only one conclusion we can draw from your boyfriend's big confession: He's hiding something. The first few times you engaged him in gentle conversation, he stalled and hemmed and hawed, and you dropped the subject. If he didn't have any fantasies, he would've said so. But he didn't say that, did he? So he clearly has some fantasies, BTB--fantasies he was too ashamed to reveal. Then, when it became clear that you wouldn't stop pestering him until he told you something, he made something up.
...
What your fiance really wants, BTB, is to be peed on or to suck the snot out of your nose or blacken your eyes or wear diapers. Or all at once. Or worse. But, hey, have sex in a bunk bed, if you think he's telling you the truth. You can order a cheap one from IKEA and fuck on it until it falls apart--about three fucks should do it. But consider yourself warned: He's hiding something, something big, and you might want to find out what it is before you marry bunk-bed boy.
*staggering around laughing*
But I've finally found a fetish that squicks me. Snot. Ewwww!
Your fiance wants to have sex in a "restricted space" with your bodies "really close." So where and how were you having sex before his big confession? In the middle of a football field with you in one end zone and him in the other?
I'm sorry, BTB, but your fiance is NOT into bunk-bed sex. He's lying to you, dumbass. No one with a fantasy life that dull requires "several gentle conversations" to draw him out! There's nothing in the least bit shameful, gross, freaky, or repulsive about sex in a bed, bunk or otherwise. Therefore there's only one conclusion we can draw from your boyfriend's big confession: He's hiding something. The first few times you engaged him in gentle conversation, he stalled and hemmed and hawed, and you dropped the subject. If he didn't have any fantasies, he would've said so. But he didn't say that, did he? So he clearly has some fantasies, BTB--fantasies he was too ashamed to reveal. Then, when it became clear that you wouldn't stop pestering him until he told you something, he made something up.
...
What your fiance really wants, BTB, is to be peed on or to suck the snot out of your nose or blacken your eyes or wear diapers. Or all at once. Or worse. But, hey, have sex in a bunk bed, if you think he's telling you the truth. You can order a cheap one from IKEA and fuck on it until it falls apart--about three fucks should do it. But consider yourself warned: He's hiding something, something big, and you might want to find out what it is before you marry bunk-bed boy.
*staggering around laughing*
