Banana Split

I had been dating a handsome guy in his early forties for a few weeks and everything was going great. We had good chemistry and he was in fantastic shape. The only thing that bothered me in any way was the fact that he was successful and owned a nice home, but still had a male roommate. But he pursued me and I was interested. The first time we got physical I was shocked to discover that he was wearing what can only be described as a banana hammock. Surprised by the fact that his thong was more revealing than mine, I just put it out of my mind and continued with the bedroom action. A few weeks after we had been sleeping together he sent me a note explaining that he didn’t believe in pre-marital sex because he was very religious, but wanted to continue seeing me. Between this statement, the roomie and the revealing undies I figured that perhaps he had bigger issues to figure out and I probably had to readjust my gaydar.