I had gone to college out of state and decided to come back home for spring break. I was broke and most of my friends would be around anyway.
But they weren’t around enough to keep me from getting bored. By early part of the week I found myself incredibly horny and with limited options to change that. I had already begun experimenting with men several months previously. Mostly oral stuff or hand jobs and honestly with men that were sketchy and sad. Being young and okay with older men meant it was easy to find and have the pick of almost anyone. My college was more secluded so now that I was home I finally had a big pool to choose from.
I was more picky in finding a guy that would actually make me feel comfortable. Hot gym rats were usually assholes and since I was fit but not all muscles I wasn’t their type. Which was fine. I didn’t seem to go for men my age at all. Most my life I would be with women younger than me. But the opposite direction with men.