I'm assuming that if you're reading this, you've already read part one so let's just jump on into the mess that was my first gay roleplay. 

So, like I mentioned before smut used to make me very uncomfortable and when I was a brand new baby roleplayer, the only thing I had seen in gay roleplays was smut and a lot of it. My face turned red at just roleplaying a kiss scene, so you can imagine what even the thought of smut did. 

Good old girl though, she suggested and pushed that we should do a gay roleplay. Guyxguy of course, because I guess even when it was gay I still couldn't be the girl. Again, I said no the first few times she brought it up, but she kept pushing again and again. As you know, I was paranoid about what would happen if I didn't just give in so I said yes. 

This time, there was no fast paced build up to the smut, the very reason why I avoided gay roleplays. She literally jumped into it within the first three replies, and low and behold I was made to be the top with literally no idea what I was doing and a growing amount of embarrassment and discomfort.

But, oh boy was that not the end of it. She decided for me that my character was over eighteen, despite me constantly trying to lead her away from that, even going so far as having my character state how old he was. But, she just kept pushing for the relationship between our two characters to be pedophilia which I was defaintly not comfortable with. The gap she was going for seemed to be that my character was in his early twenties, while her's was only just turning thirteen. 

And she kept pushing and pushing for more smut, even though I kept telling her that I still wasn't comfortable. She kept repeating that I would get more comfortable with practice, and that it was all part of learning to roleplay. I kept going along with it, baring through it until she eventually just...Stopped replying. 

I was relieved, actually. I mean, that meant that I wouldn't be in trouble with anyone and I could just go roleplay with other people in my comfort zone without worrying about any hate being directed at me.

But, unfortunately, that wasn't the end of her for me. Because I couldn't get that lucky. 

Again though, I'll save more stories of her for later. I don't want this entire book to be just me putting this one girl on blast after all.