This story goes back a few years. I’ve always been pretty open when it came to sexuality, I thought the everything associated with sex was erotic and therefore, boobs, vaginas, penises, they all had their part to play, so it all made me pretty excited. Going through high school and college, I didn’t even think about guys until I moved back to Los Angeles and had been out here a few years. I’m still not really sure what made me so curious. Maybe it was not getting laid by women as often as I liked, maybe it was knowledge of how easy finding a guy to explore with would be, maybe I loved the attention. It was probably a combination of all three and likely things I haven’t even considered. But there I was, driving through the city, horny as hell after working a long day and only halfway through my commute home. I didn’t have a girlfriend, that had ended a few weeks ago so there wasn’t anybody waiting for me at home. As I said, I’m not sure where the initial idea came from (or at least which head), but it came quickly. I was driving through West Hollywood, the “gay” part of town (for those uninitiated) and drove right past a 24 Hour Fitness. I had the membership where you could use any of the locations, and I knew right then that I was going to go in and have an orgasm no matter what.