The feeling you get when you give yourself to someone you don’t like.

[yah]

There were moments in life when I had to either take it in my mouth or give it to people in the ass, who were not only not attractive, but were simply unpleasant. The simplest thing was to give it in the ass, you just stand there and endure it while they fuck you, when you suck it you have to do something yourself. Have you pleased people who are unpleasant to you?

[ilovebiboys]

I personally am disgusted by even ambiguous glances, jokes or touches from people who are unpleasant to me - I can’t imagine how you can lie down under a person who is unpleasant to you, in my opinion, those who do this have problems with self-esteem

[yah]

I personally am disgusted by even ambiguous glances, jokes or touches from people who are unpleasant to me - I can’t imagine how you can lie down under a person who is unpleasant to you, in my opinion, those who do this have problems with self-esteem

We are all different and circumstances are also different.

[Sibiryak89]

There were moments in my youth when I was drunk, I looked at it in the morning, how could I???

[yah]

There were moments in my youth when I was drunk, I looked at it in the morning, how could I???

This is a little different when in a drunken stupor you don’t understand what you’re doing. I’m talking about when you clearly understand that someone you can’t stomach is now inserting his pussy between your buns.

[Sibiryak89]

There were moments in my youth when I was drunk, I looked at it in the morning, how could I???

This is a little different when in a drunken stupor you don’t understand what you’re doing. I’m talking about when you clearly understand that now someone you can’t stomach is inserting his pussy between your buns.

Well, this doesn’t threaten us, the ass is not attractive

[ilovebiboys]

There were moments in my youth when I was drunk, I looked at it in the morning, how could I???

This is a little different when in a drunken stupor you don’t understand what you’re doing. I’m talking about when you clearly understand that someone you can’t stomach is now inserting his pussy between your buns.

[yah]

There were moments in my youth when I was drunk, I looked at it in the morning, how could I???

This is a little different when in a drunken stupor you don’t understand what you’re doing. I’m talking about when you clearly understand that someone you can’t stomach is now inserting his pussy between your buns.

Not over))) But there are different situations in life.

[ilovebiboys]

Not over))) But there are different situations in life.

seriously, I read stories like this and think, Is it some kind of kink for guys - to give in to an unpleasant guy, suck his unwashed dick, like feeling like a let down dirty whore? I don’t judge, it’s just that for me it would be a psychological trauma, but for someone it would be a thrill

[Watchman]

But there are different situations in life.

And what kind of situations? Did you call the police?

[Stopkin]

I’m crying

[March]

It was a terribly unpleasant situation...
Girl, pretty, smart, pleasant to talk to. He rolled up... she willingly agreed, didn’t break down, didn’t overcharge herself. In general, we got to bed quite quickly. And then the nightmare began. Smell. The smell of her body. I can’t even describe what the problem was, the smell of her body was just killing me. to death. If I were less nervous, I simply wouldn’t get up. But I held out for a while. The main thing is that he is a very good person. And you can’t tell him directly... And it’s a pity to turn him away, because he asked for it himself. Damn... it lasted for several months. Literally - through force, on pure physiology. Then, somehow, a reason to leave came up. I still remember with horror...

[◊_NeBo[_Na_]LaDoNi_◊]

It was a terribly unpleasant situation...
Girl, pretty, smart, easy to talk to. He rolled up... she willingly agreed, didn’t break down, didn’t overcharge herself. In general, we got to bed quite quickly. And then the nightmare began. Smell. The smell of her body. I can’t even describe what the problem was, the smell of her body was just killing me. to death. If I were less nervous, I simply wouldn’t get up. But I held out for a while. The main thing is that he is a very good person. And you can’t tell him directly... And it’s a pity to turn him away, because he asked for it himself. Damn... it lasted for several months. Literally - through force, on pure physiology. Then, somehow, a reason to leave came up. I still remember with horror...

what kind of smell can you describe?..

[March]

It was a terribly unpleasant situation...
Girl, pretty, smart, easy to talk to. He rolled up... she willingly agreed, didn’t break down, didn’t overcharge herself. In general, we got to bed quite quickly. And then the nightmare began. Smell. The smell of her body. I can’t even describe what the problem was, the smell of her body was just killing me. to death. If I were less nervous, I simply wouldn’t get up. But I held out for a while. The main thing is that he is a very good person. And you can’t tell him directly... And it’s a pity to turn him away, because he asked for it himself. Damn... it lasted for several months. Literally - through force, on pure physiology. Then, somehow, a reason to leave came up. I still remember with horror...

what kind of smell can you describe?..

Yes, the fic knows how to describe it... It seems like an ordinary smell. You can’t even say that it’s strong. For some, maybe they don’t care. I, especially, have never been particularly keen on smells. And here there is probably something at the level of pheromones. There is this smell and it slows me down terribly. Just physiologically. That’s why I can’t explain it. It just causes... how to put it... reluctance to have sex with this person. Elementary - if I had a "weaker" mentality - I wouldn’t get up.
The unpleasant sensation in the situation is not so much the smell itself, but the fact that the person will have to be offended.

[◊_NeBo[_Na_]LaDoNi_◊]

It was a terribly unpleasant situation...
A girl, pretty, smart, easy to talk to. He rolled up... she willingly agreed, didn’t break down, didn’t overcharge herself. In general, we got to bed quite quickly. And then the nightmare began. Smell. The smell of her body. I can’t even describe what the problem was, the smell of her body was just killing me. to death. If I were less nervous, I simply wouldn’t get up. But I held out for a while. The main thing is that he is a very good person. And you can’t tell him directly... And it’s a pity to turn him away, because he asked for it himself. Damn... it lasted for several months. Literally - through force, on pure physiology. Then, somehow, a reason to leave came up. I still remember with horror...

what kind of smell can you describe?..

Yes, the fic knows how to describe it... It seems like an ordinary smell. You can’t even say that it’s strong. For some, maybe they don’t care. I, especially, have never been particularly keen on smells. And here there is probably something at the level of pheromones. There is this smell and it slows me down terribly. Just physiologically. That’s why I can’t explain it. It just causes... how to put it... reluctance to have sex with this person. Elementary - if I had a "weaker" mentality - I wouldn’t get up.
The unpleasant feeling in the situation is not so much the smell itself, but the fact that the person will have to be offended.

at the chemical level it means they didn’t agree..

[March]

what kind of smell can you describe? ..

Yes, the fic knows how to describe it... It seems like an ordinary smell. You can’t even say that it’s strong. For some, maybe they don’t care. I, especially, have never been particularly keen on smells. And here there is probably something at the level of pheromones. There is this smell and it slows me down terribly. Just physiologically. That’s why I can’t explain it. It just causes... how to put it... reluctance to have sex with this person. Elementary - if I had a "weaker" mentality - I wouldn’t get up.
The unpleasant sensation in the situation is not so much the smell itself, but the fact that a person will have to be offended.

at the chemical level it means they didn’t agree..

Very similar. "It was situational," we could have reached the registry office. And this was also depressing...