How about every time we finished the HE and I was given paper towels or a roll of toilet paper to clean up?? ha. That's probably happened too many times to count as one bad time
the absolute worst time was when I met a masseur in a motel where he was staying (living?) near North Hollywood. The motel didn't seem great, but it was the middle of the day and even through all of my instincts said to leave - I went up to his room anyway The guy was totally cute, but the room was a big mess and there was drug related crap everywhere. I got creeped out but felt weird cancelling on him once I was in the room with him. He seemed decent (and cute) so I figured I would just get through it and never again.
I always like to go to the bathroom for a quick pee and ideally a quick shower before any massage. I asked if that was okay and he freaked out. The bathroom door was closed and he DID NOT want me to go in there. Eventually he just said, well pee in the sink (which was outside of the closed bathroom door). In retrospect, I actually think someone was just locked in the bathroom. Not quite sure why I think that - little clues. So, I peed in a sink (gross) and then washed my hands and laid down for a massage (on a bed of course). Again, I really kick myself now that I should have just left.
So I'm naked on the bed. He gets naked too and he starts the massage and I start to touch & feel him. I notice that his dick is tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny. I'm not a size queen, but it wasn't a turn-on. I played with him a bit and it got hard, but it didn't show and it definitely didn't grow. Of course he's talking talking talking talking talking - just yapping endlessly. After then after a few minutes of pretending to massage me, he asks me to turn over. He then says - here are your options. I can jerk you off or for more, you can blow me or I can fuck you.
Remember, his little dick is almost non-existent. So, I say to him - how much for me to fuck you instead? and he says, oh - I'm only a top - that's all that I do - strict top only. and so I say, well - I guess just jerk me off then.
I still to this day don't know how he could have ever been a top - like I don't think he could have penetrated anything. I've been with bottoms before who aren't hung and had a lot of fun. I am not sure what made him think he could ever penetrate anything at all. I do feel bad that it was so tiny, but one also has to be realistic about what works and what doesn't.
So he finished me with a lame HE - thank goodness he was cute - and then handed me a toilet paper roll (because How I could expect a towel). I paid him, wished him well and then left.
Never again will I go to a motel to meet someone and if my instincts are warning me - then I'm leaving. It was beyond stupid of me to stay there.
