So, pretty soon after I had broken up with my boyfriend, I decided to have a little hoe phase and met up with this guy. He was quite strange but he picked me up and we ended up going to a hotel (I have never felt more like a hooker in my life). For some reason he put on the Minion Movie and we watched the whole thing in silence.
After some awkward conversation he finally makes a move and clothes start coming off. I’m pretty sure he had a micropenis, which should have been the first (or second) red flag. He said he was on antibiotics which made him not able to get fully hard. This was the worst sex of my entire life, and I’m not even up to the bad part yet.
We decided to switch positions, me on top, which is when he reaches for my boob, looks me dead in the eyes, and says “gimme milk!” What. The. Fuck. I have never been more disgusted in my life. I got up, had a shower, made an excuse about leaving some important medication at home, and gapped it.
To make matters worse, after I left him in the hotel room, he snapped me a few times, one of which said he had made a hole in one of his pillows that he fucks when he thinks of me. Not sure of the logistics of that one, but at least the pillow can’t give him milk.