If I'm in a good mood, I respond: No. Most guys on the guest list aren't into that.. You'd be lucky to find one guy willing to top you."
If I'm in a bad mood, I click "delete."
Marty got when I had already responded to five such emails that day, and made it worse by sending me pictures of his butt. Who wants to see a picture of that?
So I decided to play with him a bit: Yes, I always invite 1 guy to be the bottom and 10 guys to be the tops. But unfortunately, we have our bottoms already picked out. Try again next time.
Not surprisingly, he really believed that our parties had a roomful of porn movie stars waiting to gang-bang him. "Please, can't you squeeze in one more bottom? I'll settle for 5 guys instead of 10. Or even 3."
No, sorry.
"Well, can I come later and help you clean up?"
No!
"Well, can we have a private hookup after the party?"
The rest of the story is too risque for a G-rated blog. See it on Tales of West Hollywood.