The Rules?

I'm sitting here curled up in the corner of my couch fingering the toy I bought him. I had planned on giving it to him when I saw him at work on Thursday. I even had it in my pocket to hand to him, but when it came to time to, I couldn't. the thought that he would use it with someone else, had me putting it back in my pocket without even mentioning it. What is going on with my head.

This is the guy that I had a conversation with 3 weeks ago about the threesome he had with the girl he was dating. He told me how he fucked her while he ate out her girlfriend. And how he fucked the girlfriend so hard, she left with bruises on her thighs. He was astounded, he didn't think he had ever fucked so hard. I laughed and told him that he had left bruises on me the last time we were together. He didn't believe me, so I reminded him how I had asked to be fucked so hard...he finally remembered.

We then talked about another girl that had told him he wasn't big enough to give anyone an orgasm. I told him she was full of shit. He wasn't the biggest I'd been with, but he definetly wasn't small by any unit of measure. I then told him of a position that would for sure get him to any one's g-spot.

We talked about the toy (that I later bought for him). It was a cock ring with a bullet on the end to rub against the clit. He claimed he wouldn't know how to bring it up. What girl would not be freaked out by a guy who whips out a sex toy. I laughed and told him me.

He's the guy I'm supposed to be able to call when I need an orgasm. There aren't supposed to be any complications between us. I'm not supposed to care if he uses a toy with someone else. I know that he is sleeping with other people, just as he knows that I could be sleeping with other people.

This is my meaningless sex guy. Why has it changed all of a sudden? Has it changed or is this all in my head? Am I reading more into this? Damn.