This happened several weeks ago…

The morning that my husband moved his stuff to the flat, I had an interesting and unsolicited DM. It was just a friend request, so I checked out which Discord servers we had in common (and saw two – The Dog House castration community being one of them), so I accepted and waved.

He waved back.

Nice and normal.

Then the video and photo arrived.

Normally, I get a bit funny with guys who send me unsolicited pictures.

I was willing to make an exception for this one: it was as though somebody had reached into my head and pulled out the physique of my ideal guy.

I said as much.

I tried to establish what his interest in castration was. I am still not clear, but he asked if I’d like him to dominate me.

Swoon.

He sent me another video, this time his hand was stroking his fur. I could see his face. Beautiful neat beard and the smile …

Swoon.

He wanted me to share some videos and pictures. This was at 7am and I was feeling fat and ugly and wearing my beer bottle bottom glasses. I decided to share some photos that I already had.

I don’t think that’s what he really wanted, all I got back was a question emoji.

I wanted to write “where are you? I’m on my way!”, but replied with the rather more tame “where in the world are you? I can’t even assume that English is even your first language, let alone that you’re in the same country as me.”

“I’m Cuban.”

Swoon-fucking-swoon!

I thought he’d had that Latin look.

Ok, not exactly somewhere I could get to for the day. Even so, my head is already thinking about flights – or maybe he’d like to come here?

Then my husband came down.

Quickly I messaged “I’m sorry, but my ex-husband’s moving out this weekend and I promised to help him, so I’m not going to be around to much today,”

Cock-blocked.

Fuck.

I’m feeling as randy as a teenager.

And there ain’t nothing I can do about it!

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Days later I’ve not heard from my Cuban stud.

<sigh>