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My husband and I are monogamous.
We tried to have a threesome once, but it turns out your mouth on my man's pink bits makes me want to punch you, not join in. We ended up awkwardly finishing the poor dude and sending him on his way, but we've been together for four years and he was way less experienced than me so I almost feel a duty to open things up a bit. Still though stray cocks in one's hearth, home, and twink seem dangerous to the health and stability of the relationship.
I've considered taking a page from my grandmother's book and instituting a don't ask don't tell policy regarding extracurricular activities, but the idea of someone touching him, particularly the idea of someone young, fit, and you know, white, touching him makes me feel....what's the word...homicidal.
Can two 24 year old guys really last a half a century or more without bedding any strangers?
His opinion on these matters are similar to mine. He'd take advantage of the idea to play elsewhere, but if I slept with someone else he'd hunt dude down and turn his balls into earrings.
This also isn't helped by the fact that we might be slightly over-involved and codependent--my initial pursuit of the lad could fairly be described as stalking.
Thoughts?
My husband and I are monogamous.
We tried to have a threesome once, but it turns out your mouth on my man's pink bits makes me want to punch you, not join in. We ended up awkwardly finishing the poor dude and sending him on his way, but we've been together for four years and he was way less experienced than me so I almost feel a duty to open things up a bit. Still though stray cocks in one's hearth, home, and twink seem dangerous to the health and stability of the relationship.
I've considered taking a page from my grandmother's book and instituting a don't ask don't tell policy regarding extracurricular activities, but the idea of someone touching him, particularly the idea of someone young, fit, and you know, white, touching him makes me feel....what's the word...homicidal.
Can two 24 year old guys really last a half a century or more without bedding any strangers?
His opinion on these matters are similar to mine. He'd take advantage of the idea to play elsewhere, but if I slept with someone else he'd hunt dude down and turn his balls into earrings.
This also isn't helped by the fact that we might be slightly over-involved and codependent--my initial pursuit of the lad could fairly be described as stalking.
Thoughts?
