It was 2016 and I was still heartbroken. After moving down to LA, I had just come out of a seven-year long relationship, complete with engagement, life plans, and cat. I lost the cat, too.
With money to burn and time to kill, I started getting involved in kink. I tried to master it like a skill, I did research, I experimented, I went to meetups and literally took classes. Eventually, it started paying off and I got something of a reputation.
It was around this time that my consistent hookup Willa (from my first story) said to me what every guy longs to hear: “I want you to fuck my friend.” Before this, I had considered myself kind of a dud who was lucky to be in the relationship I had. However, after working out constantly for a year, I had put on some muscle, learned how to dress, and actually had, god forbid, some swagger. In many ways, though, I was still that nervous, insecure kid, so having my ego (and potentially my cock) stroked in that way was intoxicating.
Her friend was Mackenzie, was a USC girl who had strong [Alison Pill](https://www.reddit.com/r/Celebs/comments/u1r9f/alison_pill/) vibes. Not everybody’s cup of tea, but the innocent thing really works for me, soooo… Read more »