What a hangover?

Heres the deal. I'm embracing my single lifestyle. Every single single person has at some point said... "I love being single... I feel so free... So alive" and all the other cliche bullshit people try and convince themselves they actually believe when really... they're lying. Well in recent weeks I have turned these cliche declaratives into reality! I'm actually enjoying being single... and replacing a cock with a drink or two or three instead. And you wanna know something I'm having the time of my life.

For example last night... I went out with my gayboys, and had one of the best nights of my life! Sure I got off with guys... let a few guys grope me here and there... but this time it was for different reasons. Before hand if I got off with a guy and he decided to feel my bum or insisted I stroked his "big hard cock" I did it because I thought it made me feel good about myself... made me feel attractive... made me feel wanted... then the whole "Wanna come back to my house" conversation came up... and being a bit insercure the answer was usually ok... because I felt I need to carry on letting this guy grope me in order to make me feel better. But in past weeks my approach towards these guys... the ones who think if they shove a sambucca down your throat they can shove a finger up your arse... if I get off with someone... whether they are a gentleman or not... its because I want to... not because I need to. I'm doing things because I find it fun, not because I think its fun. I'm taking control of situations and saying no because I know the next day I wish I had said no. Sure this has resulted in a dry patch for me when it comes to getting laid. But I really don't care.

I'm happy and content... and even the biggest, hardest cock from the sexiest guy which would last a night can't make me feel any better then I do right now

:)