To all the men I've 'loved' before

[Hitchiker69]

I want to thank all the men I've had sex with, for showing me how to enjoy another man in bed. Some were memorable for giving excellent sex, some will be remembered as creepy.

That includes the ones that were users, liars or aggressive. Also the ones that came on to me whom I declined. At the time I may have been uncomfortable, nervous or just not interested.

And the guys in their cheap rooms who had kinks like humping my leg, dribbling precum on me, rimming my asshole, or drinking my piss.

Starting with Bob from Maryland, who treated me like his high school date, trying to kiss me and grope me in the back seat of his mother's car.

I've also had some excellent sex with men, enough to make me crave cock again and again. Nothing's finer than fucking a cute guys ass unless it's losing myself and all track of time and reality while 69'ing a guy until my jaw aches. That's my idea of heaven

But more than any other, the guy in Watsonville who took the time to help me relax, seducing me with drinks and warm friendly conversation. He even showered before we went to bed, so I'd have a clean tasting cock to suck. His patience and consideration paid off later when I 'gave myself' to him, and he took my anal cherry as well as my first man-to-man french kiss. That night changed my life.

Thanks to all of them, because now I'm a happier, more experienced and more complete sexual man. I know how to satisfy and enjoy a man equally as much as I can enjoy a woman and make her cum. And I love cock as least as much as I love pussy

I wish there was a way I could get together with those men again. I'd show my appreciation for them by giving each the best night of gay sex they've ever had. Whatever it takes, whatever they want. I'm versatile, hard and horney. I'll suck them or fuck them, I'll gladly take a hard cock up my ass. I want to show them what they helped create; an experienced, skilled gay lover, and the best they've ever had.

 

[nostuff]

I've also had some excellent sex with men, enough to make me crave cock again and again. Nothing's finer than fucking a cute guys ass unless it's losing myself and all track of time and reality while 69'ing a guy until my jaw aches. That's my idea of heaven

I wouldn't say I'm cute, but you're welcome to my ass anytime.

But more than any other, the guy in Watsonville who took the time to help me relax, seducing me with drinks and warm friendly conversation. He even showered before we went to bed, so I'd have a clean tasting cock to suck. His patience and consideration paid off later when I 'gave myself' to him, and he took my anal cherry as well as my first man-to-man french kiss.

Pretending I'm you is making me so hard.

 

[tristantrotsky]

I want to thank all the men I've had sex with, for showing me how to enjoy another man in bed. Some were memorable for giving excellent sex, some will be remembered as creepy.

That includes the ones that were users, liars or aggressive. Also the ones that came on to me whom I declined. At the time I may have been uncomfortable, nervous or just not interested.

And the guys in their cheap rooms who had kinks like humping my leg, dribbling precum on me, rimming my asshole, or drinking my piss.

Starting with Bob from Maryland, who treated me like his high school date, trying to kiss me and grope me in the back seat of his mother's car.

I've also had some excellent sex with men, enough to make me crave cock again and again. Nothing's finer than fucking a cute guys ass unless it's losing myself and all track of time and reality while 69'ing a guy until my jaw aches. That's my idea of heaven

But more than any other, the guy in Watsonville who took the time to help me relax, seducing me with drinks and warm friendly conversation. He even showered before we went to bed, so I'd have a clean tasting cock to suck. His patience and consideration paid off later when I 'gave myself' to him, and he took my anal cherry as well as my first man-to-man french kiss.

Thanks to all of them, because now I'm a happier, more experienced and more complete sexual man. I know how to satisfy and enjoy a man equally as much as I can enjoy a woman and make her cum

Such a beautiful tribute to the joys of cock and Gay Sex...
Mutual and consensual fucking is one of the greatest human pleasures, the banquet we feast upon.
I am also grateful to have enjoyed a rich and satisfying sex life, and sucked a lot of cock.
Given the opportunity I'd do it all over again without a second's hesitation... only I'd do it more!

 

[widereceiver]

I want to thank all the men I've had sex with, for showing me how to enjoy another man in bed. Some were memorable for giving excellent sex, some will be remembered as creepy.

That includes the ones that were users, liars or aggressive. Also the ones that came on to me whom I declined. At the time I may have been uncomfortable, nervous or just not interested.

And the guys in their cheap rooms who had kinks like humping my leg, dribbling precum on me, rimming my asshole, or drinking my piss.

Starting with Bob from Maryland, who treated me like his high school date, trying to kiss me and grope me in the back seat of his mother's car.

I've also had some excellent sex with men, enough to make me crave cock again and again. Nothing's finer than fucking a cute guys ass unless it's losing myself and all track of time and reality while 69'ing a guy until my jaw aches. That's my idea of heaven

But more than any other, the guy in Watsonville who took the time to help me relax, seducing me with drinks and warm friendly conversation. He even showered before we went to bed, so I'd have a clean tasting cock to suck. His patience and consideration paid off later when I 'gave myself' to him, and he took my anal cherry as well as my first man-to-man french kiss. That night changed my life.

Thanks to all of them, because now I'm a happier, more experienced and more complete sexual man. I know how to satisfy and enjoy a man equally as much as I can enjoy a woman and make her cum. And I love cock as least as much as I love pussy

I wish there was a way I could get together with those men again. I'd show my appreciation for them by giving each the best night of gay sex they've ever had. Whatever it takes, whatever they want. I'm versatile, hard and horney. I'll suck them or fuck them, I'll gladly take a hard cock up my ass. I want to show them what they helped create; an experienced, skilled gay lover, and the best they've ever had.

I think your positive outlook is great. Sounds like you’ve had many great experiences and a few not so great. Keep enjoying life to the fullest!

 

[tristantrotsky]

I also want to thank all the men I've had sex with. Thank you Hitchiker69 for nudging me in this direction.
From my schoolfriend John who was the first to cum in my mouth, we started out sixty-nining until we realised that I enjoyed sucking his cock much more than he enjoyed sucking mine. I’m sure other kids knew what we were doing – maybe John bragged? I don’t know, because I had another couple of guys come around. I was always fascinated by cock, so I was as curious as they were, kinda nervous and uncertain, but I sucked off at least two of them, a third got scared and chickened out before I got his cock in my mouth, which was frustrating for me, because by then I’d seen his cock and was quite eager to get up close and personal with it.
To the school bully who I sucked off in order to avoid a beating and to gain his protection. It seemed a price worth paying. So I paid frequently.
To the old white-haired guy with the apple tree who invited me into his house when I was delivering his newspaper, he paid me 50p to suck his cock, which I considered very generous because I'd have done it for nothing. I went back to earn a couple more 50p's.
To my first mature adult married friend who helped me when I was messed-up, gender-confused, and going through my own self-harming darkness. He encouraged and supported me, made me feel good about accepting and celebrating my bisexuality, and I was more than eager to suck his big cock at every opportunity by way of demonstrating my gratitude.
To my next long-term married 'friend' who took my anal cherry, expressing his surprise that no-one had taken it earlier, while introducing me to restraint, mild cross-dressing and threesomes.
To the 'friend' who took me to the villa in Crete that specialised in male guests of a certain inclination, and the poolside party where I was used as a sex-toy by four mature gentlemen, and was gloriously well-fucked beneath the cascading red bougainvilleas and that beautiful blue mediterranean sky.
To all the other casual hookups and brief hotel encounters that I've enjoyed with men whose names I forget, but whose cocks I remember. Each pulse, each throb.
As with Hitchhiker69, I offer my thanks to all of them, because now I'm a happier, more experienced and more complete human being as a result....

 

[stargame]

I want to thank my neighbor who was also very patient with me, who knew just how to touch me. He knew just how to urge me to touch him and sooth me when I was overwhelmed by how huge he was. Then of course my friend and boyfriend who knew how to play. He just knew how to seduce me and awaken my desires.

 

[drobert44]

I had only one gay top, he was the best!

 

[ericrodman101]

I want to thank all the men I've had sex with, for showing me how to enjoy another man in bed. Some were memorable for giving excellent sex, some will be remembered as creepy.

That includes the ones that were users, liars or aggressive. Also the ones that came on to me whom I declined. At the time I may have been uncomfortable, nervous or just not interested.

And the guys in their cheap rooms who had kinks like humping my leg, dribbling precum on me, rimming my asshole, or drinking my piss.

Starting with Bob from Maryland, who treated me like his high school date, trying to kiss me and grope me in the back seat of his mother's car.

I've also had some excellent sex with men, enough to make me crave cock again and again. Nothing's finer than fucking a cute guys ass unless it's losing myself and all track of time and reality while 69'ing a guy until my jaw aches. That's my idea of heaven

But more than any other, the guy in Watsonville who took the time to help me relax, seducing me with drinks and warm friendly conversation. He even showered before we went to bed, so I'd have a clean tasting cock to suck. His patience and consideration paid off later when I 'gave myself' to him, and he took my anal cherry as well as my first man-to-man french kiss. That night changed my life.

Thanks to all of them, because now I'm a happier, more experienced and more complete sexual man. I know how to satisfy and enjoy a man equally as much as I can enjoy a woman and make her cum. And I love cock as least as much as I love pussy

I wish there was a way I could get together with those men again. I'd show my appreciation for them by giving each the best night of gay sex they've ever had. Whatever it takes, whatever they want. I'm versatile, hard and horney. I'll suck them or fuck them, I'll gladly take a hard cock up my ass. I want to show them what they helped create; an experienced, skilled gay lover, and the best they've ever had.

…until my jaw aches…oh my!

 

[ParkerSteve66]

I want to thank all the men I've had sex with, for showing me how to enjoy another man in bed. Some were memorable for giving excellent sex, some will be remembered as creepy.

That includes the ones that were users, liars or aggressive. Also the ones that came on to me whom I declined. At the time I may have been uncomfortable, nervous or just not interested.

And the guys in their cheap rooms who had kinks like humping my leg, dribbling precum on me, rimming my asshole, or drinking my piss.

Starting with Bob from Maryland, who treated me like his high school date, trying to kiss me and grope me in the back seat of his mother's car.

I've also had some excellent sex with men, enough to make me crave cock again and again. Nothing's finer than fucking a cute guys ass unless it's losing myself and all track of time and reality while 69'ing a guy until my jaw aches. That's my idea of heaven

But more than any other, the guy in Watsonville who took the time to help me relax, seducing me with drinks and warm friendly conversation. He even showered before we went to bed, so I'd have a clean tasting cock to suck. His patience and consideration paid off later when I 'gave myself' to him, and he took my anal cherry as well as my first man-to-man french kiss. That night changed my life.

Thanks to all of them, because now I'm a happier, more experienced and more complete sexual man. I know how to satisfy and enjoy a man equally as much as I can enjoy a woman and make her cum. And I love cock as least as much as I love pussy

I wish there was a way I could get together with those men again. I'd show my appreciation for them by giving each the best night of gay sex they've ever had. Whatever it takes, whatever they want. I'm versatile, hard and horney. I'll suck them or fuck them, I'll gladly take a hard cock up my ass. I want to show them what they helped create; an experienced, skilled gay lover, and the best they've ever had.

I beautiful testament, Hitchiker. I also had cocksuckers that were not the best. However, from my late teens two stand out: Jerry and Donald. Jerry was older. He loved sucking balls and deep throating me. Jerry never, ever refused my request for a meeting and blow job. He never asked for anything from me. All he wanted was for me to be naked so he could suck my cock and balls for as long as I could hold out. He always took my cock deep into his throat when I started cumming.

 

[CuriousinPennsylvania]

While most of mine have been casual hook-ups with guys who sucked me off at Adult Video Stores, the guy who introduced me to gay sex was an older man, about my father's age, who couldn't get enough of my cock. I published a true story about it here on Literotica - "Tribute to a Cocksucker".
I was prepared and I would have been his Cocksucker too, but he had ED and I was unsuccessful in my attempt to return the favor.

 

[JoeSmith2022]

I wish I'd been bolder and taken some cocks up my ass.

 

[ParkerSteve66]

While most of mine have been casual hook-ups with guys who sucked me off at Adult Video Stores, the guy who introduced me to gay sex was an older man, about my father's age, who couldn't get enough of my cock. I published a true story about it here on Literotica - "Tribute to a Cocksucker".
I was prepared and I would have been his Cocksucker too, but he had ED and I was unsuccessful in my attempt to return the favor.

I get it. All of my cocksuckers in my youth were one night stands, except for two. One was definitely gay. The other just loved sucking cock and swallowing cum.

 

[tristantrotsky]

I beautiful testament, Hitchiker. I also had cocksuckers that were not the best. However, from my late teens two stand out: Jerry and Donald. Jerry was older. He loved sucking balls and deep throating me. Jerry never, ever refused my request for a meeting and blow job. He never asked for anything from me. All he wanted was for me to be naked so he could suck my cock and balls for as long as I could hold out. He always took my cock deep into his throat when I started cumming.

Jerry sounds to be a treat. A true dedicated cock-lover and cocksucker.
But what about Donald...? You can't not tell us all about him too...

 

[OlderBtm4U]

While most of mine have been casual hook-ups with guys who sucked me off at Adult Video Stores, … . I published a true story … here on Literotica .

I read your story about your AVS encounters. My stories aren’t exactly the same, but it was a great read and brought back some exciting memories.

Thanks

 

[CuriousinPennsylvania]

Thanks for your comments. Unfortunately, since Covid, I haven't been back to an AVS, but I passed one of my "hot spots" a few nights ago and was happy to see that a healthy number of cars had returned to the parking lot.

I'd be glad to read about your experiences.

 

[tristantrotsky]

I adored my first boyfriend’s cock.
I was barely twenty, he was 45 and married, and I was totally besotted with him.
We had quick, hurried, furtive sex. But what I loved most was when he was able to come around to my room for the whole afternoon. Soon we were both naked, I could hardly wait, he’d simply lie on his back on the bed, and it was like he was generously allowing me to take my pleasure with that big beautiful cock. He never forced me to do anything, there was no pressure or coercion, but he’d stroke the back of my head in an encouraging way as I sucked him. He was cleanly circumcised with fat balls. And once his cock was in my mouth I ensured that it never left my mouth, not for a moment. He’d say ‘you’re a good cocksucker, you’re the best.’ I’d never felt that I was good at anything. I wasn’t used to praise. It made my faggot heart turn cartwheels of pleasure and gratitude, urging me to give him more. As I sucked him I’d be playing with my own achingly hard cock, teasing out my pleasure. I’d cum before he did, closing my eyes in an ecstasy of sensation.
I learned how to control what I was doing so that I could spin out a blow-job for an hour, I grew to recognize the slight changes in his breathing, the little pulses that translated from his cock-head to the roof of my mouth, so that I’d pause, holding his cock just inside my mouth until it subsided, then begin again slowly, using my tongue and slight indentations of my teeth, loving to hear him gasp with pleasure. I was intoxicated. Nothing else mattered in the world but his cock throbbing warm and firm in my grateful mouth.
And when we finally came to ejaculation, he’d begin to raise his hips, fucking my mouth in little urgent thrusts, losing control, and I knew it was time. I’d suck harder, more determined, until I was gasping and moaning and he was filling my throat with a deluge of cum. I made sure his cock stayed in my mouth afterwards, where it belonged, for as long as I could keep it there. Sucking it more gently, lovingly, adoringly, until it softened.
He'd laugh at my eagerness, and I’d blush with sweet pleasure, the taste of his spunk on my tongue, kissing and licking the cock that I loved so much, sucking it back into my mouth.
I loved that cock. Even when he wasn’t with me I’d get an erection just thinking about it, and I’d jack off remembering what we’d done, the taste and heat of it. I was heartbroken when he dumped me, because his wife had begun to suspect that he had ‘a bit on the side’. She never suspected it was a boy sucking his cock. She never knew...

 

[ParkerSteve66]

I adored my first boyfriend’s cock.
I was barely twenty, he was 45 and married, and I was totally besotted with him.
We had quick, hurried, furtive sex. But what I loved most was when he was able to come around to my room for the whole afternoon. Soon we were both naked, I could hardly wait, he’d simply lie on his back on the bed, and it was like he was generously allowing me to take my pleasure with that big beautiful cock. He never forced me to do anything, there was no pressure or coercion, but he’d stroke the back of my head in an encouraging way as I sucked him. He was cleanly circumcised with fat balls. And once his cock was in my mouth I ensured that it never left my mouth, not for a moment. He’d say ‘you’re a good cocksucker, you’re the best.’ I’d never felt that I was good at anything. I wasn’t used to praise. It made my faggot heart turn cartwheels of pleasure and gratitude, urging me to give him more. As I sucked him I’d be playing with my own achingly hard cock, teasing out my pleasure. I’d cum before he did, closing my eyes in an ecstasy of sensation.
I learned how to control what I was doing so that I could spin out a blow-job for an hour, I grew to recognize the slight changes in his breathing, the little pulses that translated from his cock-head to the roof of my mouth, so that I’d pause, holding his cock just inside my mouth until it subsided, then begin again slowly, using my tongue and slight indentations of my teeth, loving to hear him gasp with pleasure. I was intoxicated. Nothing else mattered in the world but his cock throbbing warm and firm in my grateful mouth.
And when we finally came to ejaculation, he’d begin to raise his hips, fucking my mouth in little urgent thrusts, losing control, and I knew it was time. I’d suck harder, more determined, until I was gasping and moaning and he was filling my throat with a deluge of cum. I made sure his cock stayed in my mouth afterwards, where it belonged, for as long as I could keep it there. Sucking it more gently, lovingly, adoringly, until it softened.
He'd laugh at my eagerness, and I’d blush with sweet pleasure, the taste of his spunk on my tongue, kissing and licking the cock that I loved so much, sucking it back into my mouth.
I loved that cock. Even when he wasn’t with me I’d get an erection just thinking about it, and I’d jack off remembering what we’d done, the taste and heat of it. I was heartbroken when he dumped me, because his wife had begun to suspect that he had ‘a bit on the side’. She never suspected it was a boy sucking his cock. She never knew...

I was a little younger than twenty, but the roles were reversed. The cocksucker was in his 40's. He performed just as you did. I would get naked, lie down and he would stay between my legs long after I came. It is the most satisfying feeling - to go from soft to hard to cumming to soft again inside a man's mouth.

 

[tristantrotsky]

I was a little younger than twenty, but the roles were reversed. The cocksucker was in his 40's. He performed just as you did. I would get naked, lie down and he would stay between my legs long after I came. It is the most satisfying feeling - to go from soft to hard to cumming to soft again inside a man's mouth.

The full of arc of joy is equally satisfying for both the cocksucker and for the man having his cock sucked...

 

[ParkerSteve66]

The full of arc of joy is equally satisfying for both the cocksucker and for the man having his cock sucked...

From your postings, it is obvious that you are a great cocksucker, so I assume you know what you are talking about.

Jerry simply adored sucking my cock. It was as if he was "worshiping" it. I am uncircumcised, about 7" with a really purple head. When he didn't do the "full arc of joy", he would take my hard cock out of his mouth and talk about how beautiful it was. Then he would very lovingly kiss my balls, one at a time, before lavishing kisses up and down my cock.

I remember feeling so content, when he was kissing my cock while admiring it. That was so nice.

 

[PFWilly]

I’ve never thought of it as the arc of joy, but that’s a great descriptive phrase.

Only had one experience like that, in my 20’s with a very good friend. We had previously traded more than a few blowjobs. Then one night out in the desert, he was leaning against the side of my car. He was naked and I was kneeling in front of him, with his thick nine inch cock in my mouth. I took my time getting him hard, and sucking him dry. Then for some reason I just kept his cock in my mouth. After a few minutes he started to get hard again, so I stayed on him and kept on loving his cock. It took awhile, but I got my hot n’ juicy reward for a second time.

After he recovered a bit, I finished taking my clothes off, laid on the ground and told him it was his turn. He dropped between my legs and quickly took my cock between his lips. After just a minute or two, he stopped sucking, moved around so his cock was hanging in my face. I opened my mouth, and started working at getting him fully hard as he started sucking me again. As he got harder, his fingers started playing with my asshole. Finally, he got a finger in my ass and stroked my prostate. I exploded, and nearly passed out as he got off in my mouth for a third time.

I wasn’t looking at my watch, but I think Greg shot cum down my throat three times in about 45 minutes…lol. A few arcs of joy.

 

[tristantrotsky]

I’ve never thought of it as the arc of joy, but that’s a great descriptive phrase.

Only had one experience like that, in my 20’s with a very good friend. We had previously traded more than a few blowjobs. Then one night out in the desert, he was leaning against the side of my car. He was naked and I was kneeling in front of him, with his thick nine inch cock in my mouth. I took my time getting him hard, and sucking him dry. Then for some reason I just kept his cock in my mouth. After a few minutes he started to get hard again, so I stayed on him and kept on loving his cock. It took awhile, but I got my hot n’ juicy reward for a second time.

After he recovered a bit, I finished taking my clothes off, laid on the ground and told him it was his turn. He dropped between my legs and quickly took my cock between his lips. After just a minute or two, he stopped sucking, moved around so his cock was hanging in my face. I opened my mouth, and started working at getting him fully hard as he started sucking me again. As he got harder, his fingers started playing with my asshole. Finally, he got a finger in my ass and stroked my prostate. I exploded, and nearly passed out as he got off in my mouth for a third time.

I wasn’t looking at my watch, but I think Greg shot cum down my throat three times in about 45 minutes…lol. A few arcs of joy.

Such a wonderful memory to treasure...
Such a memory to return to over and over again, with that answering stirring in your groin each and every time...
I've usually found that after sucking off a friend he needs at least twenty minutes to recover before he can achieve a second suckable erection...

 

[PFWilly]

Such a wonderful memory to treasure...
Such a memory to return to over and over again, with that answering stirring in your groin each and every time...
I've usually found that after sucking off a friend he needs at least twenty minutes to recover before he can achieve a second suckable erection...

He was an unusual performer. My wife had one passionate night with him, he fucked her twice in about 10 minutes. And fucked her twice more as the night went on. And…she sucked him off twice that night as well…lol.

 

[tristantrotsky]

He was an unusual performer. My wife had one passionate night with him, he fucked her twice in about 10 minutes. And fucked her twice more as the night went on. And…she sucked him off twice that night as well…lol.

We would all simply adore to have a friend with such staying power...

 

[PFWilly]

He’s not been around for many years, but we both still have fond memories of him as you mentioned. We do talk about him on occasion.

 

[nassauguy_2001]

I want to thank all the men I've had sex with, for showing me how to enjoy another man in bed. Some were memorable for giving excellent sex, some will be remembered as creepy.

That includes the ones that were users, liars or aggressive. Also the ones that came on to me whom I declined. At the time I may have been uncomfortable, nervous or just not interested.

And the guys in their cheap rooms who had kinks like humping my leg, dribbling precum on me, rimming my asshole, or drinking my piss.

Starting with Bob from Maryland, who treated me like his high school date, trying to kiss me and grope me in the back seat of his mother's car.

I've also had some excellent sex with men, enough to make me crave cock again and again. Nothing's finer than fucking a cute guys ass unless it's losing myself and all track of time and reality while 69'ing a guy until my jaw aches. That's my idea of heaven

But more than any other, the guy in Watsonville who took the time to help me relax, seducing me with drinks and warm friendly conversation. He even showered before we went to bed, so I'd have a clean tasting cock to suck. His patience and consideration paid off later when I 'gave myself' to him, and he took my anal cherry as well as my first man-to-man french kiss. That night changed my life.

Thanks to all of them, because now I'm a happier, more experienced and more complete sexual man. I know how to satisfy and enjoy a man equally as much as I can enjoy a woman and make her cum. And I love cock as least as much as I love pussy

I wish there was a way I could get together with those men again. I'd show my appreciation for them by giving each the best night of gay sex they've ever had. Whatever it takes, whatever they want. I'm versatile, hard and horney. I'll suck them or fuck them, I'll gladly take a hard cock up my ass. I want to show them what they helped create; an experienced, skilled gay lover, and the best they've ever had.

Thanks for nudging us into reliving our memories! I have probably blown 50-60 guys in my 64 years on this earth, maybe even more. From "early" days with neighbors when we started with 69 and soon discovered that I was more of a cocksucker, and gladly accepted the role of neighborhood cocksucker. Later in life, around 40 met a guy in the old Yahoo chat rooms and he became my lover for several years while I was divorced. He taught me the secrets of great gay sex and even MMM threesomes. He was a great lover and I gave him my ass on our second meeting. I sucked him on our first.

When we drifted apart I used Craigslist to find partners and mostly had success, albeit a few ghosts and one or two who didn't understand the term "shower clean." When CL closed their M2M section I had good luck with Silverdaddies, meeting quite a few good men to service. I won't bore you with the details, but let's just say a good time was had by most.

2020 and COVID changed the world, especially for me. I lost five friends and to this day take COVID more serious than most Americans. I am fully vaxinated and boosted, but I still mask if the store is crowded and we don't eat or drink inside anywhere that is crowded. Just my preference. No right or wrong here, just what makes ME comfortable.

I would like to find a new guy to take me as his lover, I am just going to wait a little longer before jumping back into that pool. Thanks for reading!