YOu might all be wondering, why on earth have I titled this blog the photographic dick segment, well that is just it , a blog dedicated to all the men out there who find themselves sending me pictures, no matter what time of the day it is , it could be half 7 in the morning as I leave my house to go to work, or even when I’m on the bog emptying my bowels, I always tend to get a picture of a dick, in all its glory sent to me? Why? You may ask, that is what I would like to know. Let’s take yesterday for instance, it was a Wednesday afternoon, I laid there in all my glory (lol) watching crappy tv when I noticed my crappy phone lighting up? Now you might be thinking why do I seemed shocked that my phone is lighting up? It’s just that ………. I don’t have answer for that question, so I think it’s best that I move on, even though I was shocked. I bent down to pick up my phone and it was this guy, who is quite strange at times, and pops up back on my radar now and then, but on this occasion he has been on the radar for sometime, but always diverts back out( not that I’m bothered).
The conversation went as follows;
Him: I wanna give it to you
Him: u sure you can handle me
Me: I should be asking you that question, can you handle me?
Me: and is that what you just want to fuck me ?
Him: ( image of him lying on his bed, which looks as though he has propped up his body on top of his sheets to give him a bit of height and then wala!!!!
Him holding onto his black dick as he gazes into the camera lens).
If you could see my face, when I received this I weren’t shocked, as I’m use to this shit, but from him, out of the fucking blue like that, he’ll i deserve to be shocked, but the conversation didn’t stop there , it continued on as follows;
Him: I fink I can handle you (that is how he spelt think, honestly)
Him: I’ll make you cum
Me: I’m not easy to make come, only if you know how to work it
Him: nah dats not all what I want
Him: if you call me, we can talk about this, but u never want to …. Sad face tears ( what the fuck does he take this for, get the fuck outta here with this bullshit)
Him: send me a pic, like Suttin what I just sent you!
Him: don’t send that around please (praying hands)
Him : tell me what you like then?
Him: do you like foreplay
Him: what position you like best?
Me: your phone don’t ring, that’s why I don’t ring you.
Me: what do you like?
Him: I would like ur feet on my chest and me on top giving it to u deep ( that’s a first about feet on someone’s chest)
Him: why did you block me on Instagram ?
How does a conversation go from sending a pic of your dick, telling me what you want to do me and then end with how comes I blocked you on Instagram….. As Tamar Braxton would say, ain’t nobody got time for dat!!!!!!! And I don’t know whether or not you noticed, that I wasn’t really responding much, reason being is that I just couldn’t be fucked .
And you know what I ain’t heard from him since…… Wait, hold on, I spoke to soon, his messaging me now, so keep your ears peeled and your eyes open for the sequel to , ‘the photographic dick segment’ you have been warned.