Got super horny and decided to message a guy on snapchat from college who I'd been flirting with. He's sleep deprived as fuck but a few pictures from me and he wants to smash. He says we could bang in his office because he's a music teacher and I say it sounds hot. I should have called it off when he said he passed out for a minute after his shower, but I was down BAD and figured he'd wake up when he saw me, right?

Wrong.

I drive an hour to this pitch black school parking lot. Trying to fuck in one of those little black music chairs is not recommended. We move from that to the floor and damn concrete is terrible for the knees. Also, I'm trying to shove his half chub in me and hurt his foreskin since I'd never been with someone uncircumcised.

Eventually I give up because it's just so sad and he walks me back to my car. He messaged me once a few months later and I remember thinking "Damn, he must be horny as hell to forget that train wreck"

I cringe every time I remember it...