I really don't know where to start with this story, so I'll start with what inspired me to write this down – reddit. I'm an avid (obsessively so) user, having spent many hours browsing through this or that subreddit. Every once in a while, I'll end up on GWS, and, admittedly, I'll end up masturbating to a story which strikes my fancy more often than not.
So it is no surprise that on a particular night some such reading inspired me to put down my own story. Now, I am not a professional writer, nor do I intend to become one, so bear with me as I make some literary blunders. And since we are talking about me, let's get the whole "describe myself" thing over with, too. I am a young man, in my early 20s, studying in a typically nerdy major, at a top tier university. I have, since childhood, been considerably geeky and was, up until a couple years ago, shy and unsuccessful with girls. That changed and evolved as puberty ended and I realized confidence is the number one asset in the quest for sex, love and good times. On the looks side, I now realize I am not half bad, but my teenager self would have said I was a monster. Oh the joys of insecurity.