Oh yes! These are wild stories but unsurprising and not so uncommon. As I said in a previous post, in The Case for Father Custody, Dr. Daniel Amneus called female promiscuity and male violence Siamese twins. I agree with that.
I don’t want to derail this thread with personal stuff too much, but being we’re on this subtopic of trouble making (which I’ve avoided as I will explain) and female excitement, I’ll indulge a little.
When I was nineteen years old, I stopped by the bakery two blocks from my apartment and the new across-the-street neighbor was working there. She said, “You live across the street.” So I just blurted out, “Yeah, how about we hang out some time?” She gave me her number. We went out on a date the next Friday. The next day she came over and like a typical guy thinking with his sausage, I did the hanky panky with this women I hardly knew. Days later some guy called my apartment (pre-cellphone late 90’s), my mom answered, and handed me the phone. Some guy started screaming that I screwed his “girlfriend” and other garbled words I couldn’t understand. When he stopped screaming, I said, “OK,” and hung up. I didn’t even know she had a “boyfriend”. Who screws some guy while with another, tells him about it, and gives him the other guy’s phone number to yell at him?
In my senior year of high school, spring of 1997, a girl who I went to school with since Kindergarten invited me over her house. She was popular and pretty and because I considered myself a “regular” guy (that is, I thought I was lower in SMV because of the poor self image I had back then), I figured I’d go over and just hang. She had an older “bf” I knew who I believed was the type to confront me. She was wearing biker shorts and started to primp herself in front of her mirror while doing a seductive jig as I was relaxed on her bed. Thinking with the small head again, I started fooling around with her and midway I thought, “she has a bf.” I said, “We gotta stop" and I soon left. Days later she said on the phone “I wasn’t going to stop you”. I said to myself, “Wtf?”
In another case, on my first day of orientation for college I wound up hanging out with a pretty, gym-bodied blonde all day and night. In the wee hours of the night, while both of us are sitting on her bed, she said she had a “bf”. What “gf” invites some guy over to her room late at night? Once again, being a nice boy, I made no move.
Several times in my first year, I had to keep a straight face while women I knew with “bf’s” on campus would introduce me to their visiting “bf’s” from back home. We would look at each other with the silent understanding to “STFU!”
When I’ve thought about this recently, I thought it might not be considered “right,” I would have just stole the aforesaid “girlfriends” from other men! I believe one of the reasons I did not have a girlfriend until 20 years old and my good friend didn’t screw a woman until 21 was because we were playing by rules others were not! Every freaking ordinary-looking or pretty woman I met seemed to have a “boyfriend”. How the hell else would a guy get a woman if damn near every one was “taken” if not by taking one from someone else? I do however believe men should stay away from mens’ wives and serious punishment for such a move is 100 percent justified. “Gf and bf” in most cases is just clown marriage and playing house.
A real psychopath and prominent graffiti writer I went to high school with got jammed up in a love triangle with his “friend” and a woman. Like the 6’2", good-with-hands, violent drunk he was, he humiliated the shit out of the guy by demanding him to kneel down and apologize in front of a Manhattan bar.
A married secretary at an old job of mine said, “I am married, but if I want to fuck a guy, I will”.
I can go further with such stories, but it will be too much of a derail and we will wind up with a duplicated sex thread.
Stay safe frens. Honeys be wilin’ out there.
