[M]y Life as a Legit Manwhore

My bio: 33, white, 6’3″, blond/blue, 7.5″ cock that is as thick as a Coke can, did some paid porn in college as “the chubby guy with the chubby cock”, married for a few years, got depressed and even chubbier after the divorce…but lost 50lbs and got into great shape during COVID.

Last fall, after getting into much better shape and feeling better about myself, I decided to at least *try* online dating. I downloaded Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, etc. and got some decent pictures, wrote some self-deprecating shit, etc. Dating during a pandemic seemed like a terrible idea, but staying home every night seemed even worse.

I went on a few socially-distanced dates. The women were nice, but not all that interesting. I deleted a few of the apps, but for some reason did not delete Bumble. Thank God. A few days of ignoring it…and a notification pops up. A cute blonde woman named “Kat” has matched with me and messaged me.

Kat is attractive, writes well, and loves to travel. She’s pithy and funny. I smile. I write back. We banter. We start texting. We agree to meet the next night.