***Like I’ve said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I’m generally considered a good-looking guy (6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.***
I met Jay through a mutual friend when I was in undergrad. To be honest, I hated him at first. It always felt like he was trying a little too hard. Trying too hard to be funny. Trying too hard to be the center of attention. Trying too hard to impress women. Once I was around him more I thought he was cool, just a little insecure. We bonded over our love for punk music, which was unexpected because at first glance he seemed like a total bro.