I’ve really enjoyed reading the stories here and thought I would add my own. If this is well received I may post more, I certainly have a few more good ones I’d love to revisit. This turned out longer than expected so if you are just here for the dirty bits, skip halfway down.
Rewind about 10 years ago to the summer after my freshman year in college. Life was one big party; I had spent way more time drinking and chasing girls then studying and going to class. Being tall (6’3) with light blue eyes and shaggy brownish-blonde hair, I could usually manage to land dates, especially when they saw or felt the 7-8 inches I had in my pants. I was a little on the pale and scrawny side but loved to have a good time and was also known for always carrying a variety of “party favors”. When the school year ended I decided to keep the party going. I loaded up an old van and set out on the road to hit a variety of different concerts and music festivals where I worked at vendor tents or peddled my wares to pay for gas to the next show.