*THIS GOT REALLY LONG WHILE I WAS WRITING IT BECAUSE I WAS REMEMBERING EVERYTHING (my bad). GO TO THE *** FOR THE SEX, BUT BACK STORY WILL MAKE THE STORY BETTER/EMOTIONAL/WHOLESOME(?)*
**ALSO THIS HAPPENED 3 YEARS AGO**
It had only been two months since my first ever girlfriend and I had broken up. I was depressed and alone. As miserable as I was at this moment though, I had started to venture out sexually, as my ex was my first. I was seeking relief through hookups, creating short term relationships that were a band-aid on the scar that the break up left. Tinder had been interesting up to this point, but the constant swiping and hard-to-get games made it a taxing effort. With only two good dates and a few good hookups at that point, I was hesitant to be swiping right on anything.
Obligatory a little bit about me. I’m 5’6, 140 lbs, Asian, not large, 4.3 inches and average width. I have an athletic build, having run track and played many sports throughout my life. At this point in my life, I had been lifting weights consistently and eating the best diet ever. I wasn’t jacked or ripped, but I was definitely strong and lean (DRINK WATER GUYS).