Hey everybody, While it is rather obvious that everybody here admires good dick in the many shapes and forms they come in, I do too feel the same way. Believe me. I'm gay, and naturally I gravitate towards everything male specific. I love it. I want it. I'm human. So, I wanted to share a quick story with anyone here who is in a relationship, and in a way, to get this out of my chest. For about a year now I have been in a relationship with a boy that has evolved into something new every day it seems. He is one of the greatest people I've met, and I learn so much from him. You could say he is my best friend, and then some. The amount of respect I have for him is astonishing. Which probably is the reason why I am very protective over him. Even his past. We have talked about our pasts before many times and the people who were part of it including ex-boyfriends, hookups, and flings. I always get a bit excited to hear about them, of course, because I hope you had fun and learned something from each experience. But sometimes they can actually go a little too far. He told me about a certain party he went to once with his boyfriend at the time, who was curious and wanted to try and have a threesome soon. This fact alone is a bit too much for my personal taste, but it is understandable. I was not in anyway part of his life then, so you're free to do what you wish. He and his current boyfriend brought a fellow acquaintance with them to the party that was in the same college as them both. Unbeknownst to Jay (whom I've decided to name my boyfriend in this situation to make things easier) and his current boyfriend, their "friend" they have brought along is also gay. Later, at some point at the party, "friend" whips out his massive dick to Jay, and the threesome idea begins to manifest. From what I understand, because I actually don't want to know much more because of how it makes me feel, Jay, current boyfriend, and big-dicked friend end up having a threesome, and Jay - my boyfriend, is the one who gets fucked. I dont know about you guys, but if you've ever been in a situation with a loved one and knowing things about their past - this one makes me feel awful. Jay, while telling me this story, enthusiastically proclaims to me "he was a DJ, graffiti artist, AND had a huge dick!". This upset me so much I walked out if the restaurant we were at. Because I felt ashamed of myself and was furious about his excitement reverting back to the event. I felt like I was being compared. Yes, this is in the past and the past no longer exists - only but within our memories. I know I have to respect everything about my boyfriend and believe me I do, but every time this mental image creeps inside my head - there are a plethora of feelings that rush over me and invade my well-being. The point I'm trying to make is please, if you are in a relationship, be absolutely careful what you share with them if it involves things that operate within an emotional level. Jay did not know I would become so overwhelmed with emotions, but I wish he did. Other than that, we have a wonderful, beautiful relationship. Thanks, and feel free to comment or share your own ideas.