A straight guy would never stroke to this. A straight guy would never imagine another man’s cock, never moan at the thought of being used, never leak while a woman whispers how deep it would go. Or would he? Hang on My every word as I break down your straight guy walls . . . Teasing, unraveling, and exposing every filthy little crack in your so-called straight identity. You’re curious, turned on, a little ashamed, and completely obsessed. I know what you’re thinking about. I know what your body wants. And I’m here to drag you past the point of pretending. Don’t worry, baby . . . I won’t tell anyone how badly you need it.