I’m in inspired by other lurkers who are posting older, favorite memories. So here’s mine. (M) I’m resubmitting this because my throwaway account was too new yesterday. Hope it sticks today.
This has a long build-up, which is part of what made it so explosive. So forgive me, and skip ahead if you’re short on time. This happened many years ago. I was a senior in college. I don’t want to say the exact year, but Bill Clinton was president. So, it’s been a while. I’m sure we all have those certain memories that will never fade, and this is one of my tops. A little about me. I’m 6’ 5”. At the time, I was not very athletic, but very active and on the thin side. I had come out of an almost two-year relationship about six months earlier. It wasn’t a dramatic break-up; we just fizzled out when we both realized we were too different. Since that time, I had not been dating much. Finishing my degree, worrying about my after-college future, enjoying a little time with other guys in the last days of undergrad life – these all added up to keep me celibate for at least six months. I didn’t want another serious relationship, but I sure did miss the physical parts. I was really starting to feel that need.