I’ve been a huge fan of this sub for several years now and it’s helped my sexuality grow in many ways. I was a late bloomer, so I never had any stories worth sharing until a couple years ago. I think buildup and backstory are very important to a good story so fair warning there is a lot in here. Well, this is me finally contributing to the community that has given me so much.
This was my senior year of college when a group of friends and I decided to go to a typical spring break city. I was still single at this point with a debilitating sex drive (nothing much has changed since then now that I think about it). So, suffice to say, I was looking forward to the possibility of having some fun. We were all sharing one room so I knew nothing would be happening at my place. This is where the glorious yet mind numbingly frustrating app Tinder comes into play. I’d say I’m above average in looks but get described more as cute rather than sexy or rugged. The most frequent compliment I get is actually on my long eyelashes but I’m not one to complain. So I set up my profile, nothing special, just a few pictures with a bio stating that I’m in the city for spring break. After a few swipes, all of us decide to hit up the night scene and drudge drunkenly through a street of countless bars. The good ol’ college ritual of going to a bar, ordering a couple of shots, getting a vibe for the place after dancing, and then rinsing/repeating at the next one if we weren’t having fun or didn’t meet cool people was pretty much ingrained in our DNA at this point.