This will probably be pretty short, but it’s a story I wanted to share. It involved a good friend of mine named Dan.
Dan and I have been friends since middle school. We ended up going to the same college, and we remained close throughout. Our friendship was always a platonic one, despite being so close. We’ve always been able to talk to each other about pretty much anything, and Dan and I would often ask each other for advice regarding the opposite sex.
Dan ended up breaking up with his girlfriend at the end of highschool, and somehow never ended up hooking up with anyone during his first year. By the second year, however, he had developed a crush on someone and had (with my encouragement) gotten the courage to ask her on a date.
When the day-of came, Dan started to act really nervous– more than I’d ever seen from him. He’d told me previously that this had been the longest he’d been without sex, and I could also tell that he really liked this girl. The combination of the two seemed to make him behave in a way that just seemed…off. We were hanging out at his place, and his roommates weren’t around…a thought popped into my head, and I mulled it over for a while as we talked.