A lot of fantasies, actually. Despite how fairly run of the mill my hetero fantasies are, my gay ones are usually fairly fucked up. My most “normal” gay fantasy is to have a man at my disposal for a weekend. Putting him thru his paces. Cornering him in the shower while I fondle and stroke him and make him latch onto my n***** as I edge him mercilessly and tell him his balls and every drop of sperm are mine. To strap him down and tell him the only way he will get anything from me is if he does everything I require. Spending endless time slowly teasing stroking and sucking him but not letting him c**. Teaching him what blissful pleasure amd pain his testicles will experience as I tease and torment them. But the only way he will be able to spill his seed will be when I climb on him as he is tied down and straddle his hips and impale myself on his c***. He pleads for me not to do that, but it is about what I want. Making him empty his testicles into my warm bowels as I literally r*** his helpless c*** with my a**. And when he is emptied, I reward him with my testicles in his mouth as I j*******.

It gets worse fast from there. I have a huge fantasy to be crucified then castrated, or to at least have my testicles nailed to the cross also. And my ultimate gay fantasy? To be on the altar of a gay satanic ritual, my mouth and a** stuffed with c*** after c*** and pumped full of sperm at both ends after being castrated and or nailed down by the testicles. When I am ultimately sacrificed on that gay satanic altar, I want my last living moment to be stuffed with c*** at both ends.