That night I was alone. I really wanted to have sex, I would pay to have someone by my side, but I didn't want to go out to a bar looking for everyone. so I looked for my toys and released my imagination. when I was younger, my uncle abused me. he did things with me that I didn't want to remember, he loved touching me, he forced me to play with his dick, and sometimes suck it or put it on my body. now i can't have sex with other men without remembering those times. so, i prefer to masturbate and have sex alone, with my fingers or my toys.