Considering I [M21] spent my teen years performing musical theatre, I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. Sure, stage work led to many of my sexual experiences, but none of them involved roleplay. No, it took my twenty-one-year-old dumb ass deciding to try out cosplay to wander down that particular road.
Here’s what happened.
In 2015, I spent the weekend at a major comic con dressed as Jack Frost from *Rise of the Guardians*. Every booth, each floor, the entire complex was packed with amazing costumes and incredible people and to this day I’m still impressed by how wonderfully kind and social everyone I met was. Literally left with stories that I’ll keep with me forever. That’s all beside the point, but if it dispels a few stereotypes for even one reader, it was worth the blurb.
My girlfriend [F18] went to a university nearby the convention center, so I made plans to visit her afterwards. Good thing, too, because after spending a weekend surrounded by gorgeous cosplay models (another con perk), I was horny as hell. She wanted to see the costume, and I hadn’t brought any other clothes because honestly Jack basically wore cuffed chinos and a bitchin’ hoodie, so when I arrived at her dorm, I just embraced the weird stares from the RA on lobby duty. Apparently, white hair is not normal for my age.