Dinner for two, please; sharing taco. I got nothing to offer but bullshit and I know it. I couldn’t respect anyone that is willing to hitch themselves to a basket case that is slowly falling apart. Is what it is. Ya get what ya get and ya don’t pitch a fit.

I have no idea if this is legitimate anatomy or not but if you ever feel like getting turned on by a ‘torture a man’ type story, this one seems to explain the details of exactly how the male hardware works quite vividly: https://www.literotica.com/s/paralegal-paralysis

In my past life experiences, my main turn on is female gratification to a ridiculous extent. The clit and the cockhead are the same thing on a divergent fork of development. At least to me, there isn’t much of a direct connection between what happens at each end of the stick. So like shaky shaky doesn’t really do anything for me. I’ve had a partner get experimental with her toys on me too and ehh, I was just playing along. There was more than once as a kid when just something like clothing contact moving around was enough, so maybe a preteen age male might get off on it, but it didn’t do anything in my 20’s and can’t picture it being different now in my 30’s.

I’ve had a crush on a couple of lesbians in the past, so I’m not surprised one bit there. Friends first, lovers second, and I don’t have stereotypically girly interests, so I like toms. Happens. Much love!