That's Why the Joker is Also the Wild Card

We've been going at it for almost an hour and we're about to climax. Brian is in top form (pun intended) and he finishes. Then I do, and we lay side by side catching our breath.

And then Brian says, "Yep, I still like it better with a woman."

Two Weeks Earlier

On our first date, Brian tells me something very interesting. His last relationship was five years long and he was even engaged to the guy. Now he's been single for about a year and hasn't been dating much.

"That was until I saw you at the bar and couldn't resist asking you out," he said, which I find a sweet compliment. He then adds, "Well that and I was drunk. Thankfully you're still decent with my beer goggles off."

"Just decent?" I say, "That's kind of a low blow."

"I'm just kidding," Brian says. We both laugh and I assure myself that he's just being sarcastic.

Half way through our second date, Brian tells me another interesting tidbit from his past. He discloses that his first real relationship was with a woman, which lasted for seven years.

"So you're bisexual?" I ask.

"No, not really. I was with her back when I was in the closet. I am definitely more attracted to men."
I'm relieved and take a sip of wine.

"But I do miss sex with a woman," Brian says.

I swallow hard, both the wine and his comment. "I'm confused," I say.

"It was just easier, I mean my dick would slip in and out with less hassle. Although, I like that a men's ass is much tighter."

"You really haven't been dating much lately," I quip.

I get the sense that he's joking again and the conversation moves on. We have a great time together and great chemistry. All the weird girl sex aside, I liked the fact that Brian has a history of being the committed type. Dinner wraps up and we head back to his place ...

"Yep, still like it better with a woman," he says.

I'm in shock and Brian is laughing. I get the sense that he is only kidding but I was still upset; is he laughing at his joke or me?

"Are you kidding me?" I ask.

Brian takes a moment to think about it and then to answer the question he replies, "Look on the bright side, at least you know you're still tight."

Without making a big scene I get ready to leave.

"Call me tomorrow, OK," Brian says.

"Sure," I say.

"And don't just say you will, actually call."

"I will. I promise."

When I get out of his condo I text him: "just kidding"

I can deal with playful banter but I couldn't tell when he was being sarcastic or blatantly cruel. For me, the bottom line (pun intended) is I'm not man enough to be with a guy who's constantly comparing me to vagina.