Fisting Part II

Naturally when fisting comes up in a relationship the only thing you can do, since you've now talked about it once before, is to talk about it again.

My Special Man Friend ("MSMF") and I found ourselves talking about fisting one fine lazy morning in bed and though he'd hate that I'm saying this, I'm pretty sure he brought it up.  Again.

MSMF: "So which would be worse - fisting or anal?"
Me: "We're back on this again?"
MSMF: "I mean, which one would be worse?"
Me: "I know what you mean."
MSMF/Me: *silence*
Me: "Ok.  I'm gonna have to go with fisting.  Fisting would be worse.  I think I made that pretty clear the first time we talked about fisting and the reasons why."
MSMF: "I know, I know."
Me: "Ok. Which do you think is worse then?"
MSMF: "How big of a fist are we talking about?"
Me: "Jesus! You're STILL considering fisting?  How is that better than anal?"
MSMF: "Yeah but the real question is who's doing the fisting? A small Vietnamese woman is different than some big dude."

Me: *mouth hanging open slightly wondering how it is that he comes up with this shit; I mean, what is this guy thinking on a regular basis?*

Me: "True true. Though... ok, look.  I figure if we're able to take a shit and an average size dick is about the size of a decent duce..."
MSMF: "Ok ok geez.  I get what you mean."
Me: "Well, then, come on!  Why is there even a discussion here. I still think your ass would be able to champ up compared to the ol' va-jayjay taking a fist."
MSMF/Me: *silence*
Me: "By the way I read parts of the fisting article I posted with the first Fisting blog post, more like skimmed it.  Apparently, the joy of fisting is from the 'fullness' a person feels..."
MSMF: "Ok. Yeah. I'd have to say anal."
Me: "Glad we got that figured out."

But you, me and he all know that it's not "figured out" don't we?

Fisting is like our proverbial relationship toilet seat; it's going to be found up on occasion and it's going to have to be talked about.