**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 figured this contest is a chance to confess something I have kept to myself for years. I was 21 at the time. I had been friends with Tim for a few years. We met through a mutual friend and bonded over our affinity for underground music. We had one of those hot/cold relationships where we would hangout a lot for stretches of time and then become distant for others. The distant stretches were usually caused by our tendency to get into heated arguments with each other. We were both passionate people and admittedly a little immature at the time. After time apart we normally slipped back into our normal routine as if nothing had happened.