I had told my friends that I lost it much earlier. Never really admitted that the time it happened, which my friends knew about, was my first. I had girlfriends, and opportunities, but was never totally sure.

At a small party in college, I started hanging out with this girl. We were drinking together and ended up going back to my place that night. I was awesome. We did it three times that night, all sorts of different positions. The combination of drinking and condoms made me a champ. She wanted more, I wanted more…perfect storm.

I woke up the next morning and realized that while “it” was great I needed more for “it” to be awesome. I needed a relationship. Real feelings. I don’t regret that night as it helped me completely form who I am and how I feel about sex.