I’m not squeamish about the sometimes unpleasant bodily by-products of sex. Good sex is messy, and luckily, I’m washable.
I use gloves when I play with J’s ass, but really, only because it’s easier. When I want to change positions or switch hands, I can pull off the glove inside out, toss it in the wastebasket, throw another back on, and then it’s back to playing. Besides that, J makes sure that he’s cleaned out before we play. (And yes, I still wash my hands thoroughly when we switch from anal play to anything else.)
We played last night. Among other activities, I stretched him out with some plugs, then I alternated between using an Aneros and my hand and drained him dry. After play, we collapsed into a tired heap and fell asleep, so the washable toys were left on the sink to be cleaned in the morning. I got up late, turned the shower on to let the water get hot, and went over to the sink to brush my teeth–I have one of those sonic toothbrushes that sits in a charger on the marble top sink.
When I reached for my toothbrush, I accidentally knocked it over, and it bumped one of the butt plugs left there from the night before. While I didn’t think of it until the toothbrush hit the butt plug, in hindsight, J probably shouldn’t have put the plug that close to anything that might go into my mouth.
I wasn’t sure what part of the toothbrush touched the butt plug, but it was no big deal–I have plenty of replacement toothbrush heads, and the bottom part that holds the battery is washable. I washed the bottom part carefully with antibacterial soap and put on a new brush head.
I got my toothpaste, lifted the brush to my mouth, and froze. While I knew it was clean, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.
I cannot brush my teeth with anything that’s touched something that’s been in someone’s butt.
I had to throw the whole damned thing away. On second thought, I might have to burn it.