Why can't my neighbor get that I'm straight!
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Jake is a burly tattoo artist who lives next door to me. He’s gay, which doesn’t bother me, except the dude hits on me all the time despite knowing I’m in a relationship. A very STRAIGHT relationship. I start complaining about him as soon as my girlfriend walks into our apartment. “Babe, you’ll never believe what Jake did this morning. He whistled at me. Like, wolf whistled, then tried to slap my ass as I walked by. I don’t know how to convince him that I’ll never be interested.” My girlfriend didn’t offer any words of wisdom as she came to stand in front of where I was sitting. Instead, she seemed to take his side. “He’s not so bad. He offered me a free tattoo last week, and I went and got it today. Here, take a look.” She unzipped her top and began showing off her hot body to me. I barely hear what she says next as my eyes dart all over her naked form. “He infused the tattoo with magic. It lets him take over my body whenever he wants, so he can finally get his hands on that big cock of yours.” Her skin is flawless. She’s so hot. I want to fuck her so bad. “Uh, what’d you say, babe?” I ask, realizing I spaced out there for a second. I only got a glimpse of the new tattoo. A triangle with a weird symbol on the back of her arm. Whatever makes her happy. I look up at her face as I take my dick out. Her eyes are locked on to my package, and she’s practically salivating over it like it’s the first time she’s seen it. “Oh, nothing,” she replied as she licked her lips. “Why don’t I use my mouth to wet that monster between your legs, and then you can shove it up your girlfriend’s, I mean, MY tight little asshole.” I don’t know what’s gotten into my girlfriend, but I’m not passing up an invitation like that! A few minutes later I’m balls deep inside her. If only my gay neighbor could understand that this is the only kind of anal I’m into.