Sexting with younger guy has me asking: How queer am I?
Once upon a time, not all that long ago, a man sexted another man. There were words. There were pictures. There were filthy questions and even filthier responses.
You know, the way a good sexting convo ought to be, for those who dabble. One man was 33. The other, 24. And while it comes as no shock that I was the 33-year-old, it may be more surprising to learn it was the 24-year-old who grabbed the reins.
What kinks you into? he asked. Shit – I didn’t know. I barely even bottomed before the pandemic, and now I had to know my kinks?
I’m open, I replied, evasively. You? His response left me coughing: “Love musk sweat ws public group rough bb verbal bate edge roleplay and very open-minded.” Now I’m no prude (in fact, many would call me a downright whore) but this young man articulating his kinks and fetishes in such detail blew my mind.
