So, I’ve decided to branch out a little, and talk about some of the formative sexual encounters of my life, not just the gay experiences. Hopefully, this’ll be received well, and if it’s liked enough I’ll continue to chronical my sexcapades.
The year was 2012. A simpler time, to be sure. Fresh out of high school and in my first semester in college, I was getting caught up in the independence of it all. 18 years old, single, and had just lost a ton of weight, I was feeling pretty cocky. But I was awkward, still learning how to be me. As any 18 year old would be, I was always horny as hell. And being that there was only one girl I knew that I saw on any regular basis, my ex was in an unfortunate position.