I used to be like a lot like many of you, dear readers: Jealous of all the incredibly hot sounding hookups, and confident that every guy involved must be a solid hunk of handsome or well-endowed. Well, I’m neither of those things, and I still pulled it off.
Sexy bits will start after the ~~~~~ line.
My girlfriend and I had been together for over 7 years, and the time had come for her to move out to start the next phase of her life and career. Only problem was: I was still a broke NEET, and totally unprepared to move cross-country to live with her, like we would’ve liked to. This wasn’t a problem, our plan just changed to have me move out to catch up with her, rather than to move with her. We agreed on a long-distance relationship (nothing new for us in this relationship), established our boundraries, we said our farewells, and that was it.
She and I are totally inseparable, so we’ve been texting and calling a lot. Only trouble is, I’ve got quite a high sex drive, and she simply… doesn’t. We would sate my desires with sexting, photos, and even the occasional video, but I was left wanting more. Wanting real sex. After a while, I popped the question that had been lurking in my mind for weeks, if not months: