My Yellow-Fever Fantasy

I did an Asian Larry and it's true. Sad but true.

I'm a big proponent of tasting the rainbow when you're young and single. Hell, I'd do it if I were old and single too. I once thought about sticking a map on my bedroom wall to catalogue all the men I've had sex with geographically. But honestly, my map wouldn't be that impressive. Maybe at a future time. 

On a whim one day, I figured I liked asian food so much and I fantasized what it might be like to have sex with an asian man. I also wondered how big their chopstick was. I identified a "friend" of mine who I had recently reconnected with over Facebook (where else?) and we immediately kicked it off over dinner and drinks. One things leads to another...we're back at my place.

I will happily admit, he did have huge muscles and a nice stomache, which isn't a characteristic you'd normally attribute to an asian guy. I basically ordered up the very best. But when it came to the size of Asian Larry's penis, it was practically time to break out the microscope and tweezers to find the damn thing even when erect! Needless to say, I believe the asian stereotype and don't need to test those waters again. 

And that was the end of my yellow fever fantasy--and an entire continent I can knock off of including on my desired sex map.

xo, Honey Badger