I was a horny mess in my youth. When I was 22 years old I had had the insatiable urge to explore all of my sexual desires. I loved sex and I never cared with who. Male, female, transsexuals, whatever. From prostitutes to massage sex parlors. Old and young, I loved the touch of another humans flesh against mine.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m far from desperate. I am not a bad looking guy at all. Black, handsome, 6’3, lean and toned from my night shift in a warehouse lifting boxes to pay for college and very well endowed.
It was a humid summer afternoon and I just woke up from sleeping away the night shift. That well known twitch below my waist sent a wave of pleasure through my body as my sheets rubbed against my “afternoon” wood. Instead of pleasuring myself, again, I decided to comb through my favorite casual encounter section on Craigslist, TforM.