This is a story about sex and people. It's more about people. And my experience this last night.
Fair warning: this post is long and full of my musings and high level of detail. Read at your own risk :p
I was out with my boyfriend enjoying the night and looking at some boys.
There were 3 guys at the end of the bar outside and we exchanged glances. They motioned me in so I came up.
One was a seriously outgoing muscle guy. I was not very much into him. In fact I was not sexually. There was a smaller Mexican guy with glasses. He was alright. I'd go for him. Maybe. There was a third guy looking more like an average American guy about 38ish. He was not a major player.
Out of the three, the smaller Mexican guy was best for me with respect of hooking up. The muscle guy was pushy persistent and aggressively dominant and extraverted. According to the American guy he was "2 steps away from the city's influential political figure".
So anyway we talked for a bit the muscle guy presses me on all the details of my life etc. wanted to see a pic of my partner, if I am open in my relationship to have sex with others. I didn't want to show him the pic but he kept pressing and so i did. I think his ego was in play cuz he thought he was hotter and put that into question why I won't go with him. I did not want to. For some reason I perhaps liked the attention and liked the Mexican guy enough not to walk away and so I didn't. I stayed.
Then he tried to invite me over. I did not want to go. Then he invited me to go for a pizza. I told him he'd expect me to go with him if I accept his pizza offer. He said no. So I said okay.
He ordered a large pizza with all kinds of toppings. Me him and Mexican guy sat around to eat it.
Then they both pressed me on what I like to do sexually and persisted. Normally I like to get to know the person(s) a bit before just blurting out what I am into. They persisted saying that they can walk away if they don't like it or I can walk away at any time. So just say it. It was strange. Kind of like a continuous mental battering ram to get me to say what I am into sexually when I clearly was not into saying it.
Anyway, maybe for some it's easy to say that they like this or that and it's conventional and fine to say. My sexual interests are off the beaten path. I said I am kinky. They wanted to know how kinky and what exactly I was into. They asked me if I am into blood. I said no. I said I like things that guys typically consider to be disgusting. They said like what shit all over you piss all over you? I said yeah maybe. They pressed me for details. I said pissing is fine. They though it was "too old school". They kept on pressing. And so I told them. That I like guys who sweat and smell and I like guys who enjoy me being ripely smelly as well. I like guys who piss into my mouth. I like to piss into theirs. I like for guys to shit for me. I do not get into anal mostly for safety reasons, even when condoms are in play. Don't want to take any chances as it's #1 method of HIV transmission. So that is what I told them over pizza. It was not exactly comfortable to say as I was not very much into the guy, and wanted more of a connection and more privacy. But they kept pressing. So I told them.
It was strange. The muscle guy seemed to be and was seriously into me and yet he said he normally is not attracted to so many "wrongs". In a sense that his likes in guys are so different than what I am, but all the things in me, even though he is normally not into them, attracted him. He was all over me. Touching me, trying to feel my dick, trying to kiss me. Asking me why I will not go to his place.
Since I liked the Mexican guy but not the muscle guy, and the muscle guy was seriously into me I gave them an understanding that I will play with both of them. I though that I would rather play with the mexican dude if at all, but having them both there would be the next best thing and I didn't feel like I could state what I wanted as when one guy likes you you don't say "I don't like you I like your friend". They seemed to be okay with them both playing with me or so I understood.
Anyway. We finished up the pizza.
I walk with them and they split up. I was like okay. They could have left right there and me too. I used the moment to go and consult my boyfriend if its a good idea to go with the dudes and to also let him know where I'm at.
While I am doing that the car pulls up with the muscle dude driving and the Mexican in the driver's seat inviting me to go with them. I get an okay from boyfriend who tells me to text him to his new phone (to let him know where I'm at). I tell him no you text me as I did not know his new number yet.
Once inside they started driving and ask me what my boyfriend told me. I said "text me". They go on the street but then pull back into the parking lot ad start looking for my boyfriend. And I am thinking "why"? I ask why what do they need with my boyfriend and they don't say. Anyway they find him and tell me "go with your boyfriend". They say "look he (boyfriend) doesn't know what to do (my boyfriend was just standing there texting me. He knew what to do, lol. So I found that phrase weird). Go with him". I get out of the car and they drive off.
I was puzzled but knew they wanted me to leave for whatever reason. They knew I had a boyfriend. I told them. Maybe they did not believe me before and now that they saw him things changed?
My boyfriend is fine with me going with the guys as long as he knows where I am at and things are safe. The muscle guy obviously wanted me. It was probably obvious I was not into him but it did not seem to matter. They invited me over and even got me into their car.
My question is: what the hell happened? Why invite me to the car after an hour of talking and paying for my pizza and pop and trying so desperately to take me home, if 30 seconds later you decide to get me out of the car i just got into, because of "go with your boyfriend, he doesn't know what to do".
I don't know what their turning point was. It seemed to be connected with my boyfriend.
I wonder - what if I was with a "friend" instead of my boyfriend? What if at the point of entry into the car my "friend" was not anywhere close to it and they would not see me interacting with anyone. Will that get me to their place or will they still find an excuse to get me out?
My boyfriend speculated that if they were not turned off my my super kinky disgusting stuff then maybe their own kinkiness was greater. Muscle guy mentioned blood. Why would he do that if he himself was not into it. Maybe they wanted to use me in the most twisted ways possible mess me up and throw me out. And when they felt non-theoretical in-the-face presence of someone watching over me they had a full stop. I don't know. I doubt they would fuck me up. Especially if he is close to city politics and has friends hi said hi to him at the bar a few times. I mean why put your reputation in jeopardy (unless you are a sociopath who is in it for the thrill and cares not of reputation... Hmm maybe?).
Maybe they were drunk (they were drinking) and realized its not a good idea to meet as at least one of them had to get up early like 8am and it was 1:30am.
Maybe when it came to the metal, they realizes we were not a match or that our interests were different. Or that the Mexican guy was not into me and that broke the deal. There can be a million reasons. I wish I was more privy to the real one.
I just don't like that I told them my intimate thoughts and desires and was honest and they could not give me a real reason as to why they let me go. Instead they pinned it on my boyfriend when he was not really a part of the immediate equation. Maybe they did not feel like robbing/demeaning my relationship with a one night hookup? Someone I don't think so, but who knows?
It is almost as if they never intended for me to come with them in the first place. Like just fucking with me was their thing and to see how far they'd take it. Once they could no longer go any further they got rid of me.
What do you think?