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Okay - never with a guy. But, there were plenty of women in my (very) young military days. Go out to the bars, drink, get drunk, pick up a girl and get her to invite you to her place (I lived in the barracks) and fuck. And, I do mean fuck. Wake up in the morning, don't remember her name, don't remember how I really got there - or really where I was.... Get out of bed, slip on the clothes and slip out of the house/apartment and drive around until I got me bearings. Drove back to base, showered, and hit my bunk. Jack off, then fall asleep.
Oops. Forgot a step. Drove back to base, hit the chow hall for a bit of breakfast, then the barracks to shower, jack off, and sleep. :-)
So how many women did you "sleep" with during those military days? :-)
Oh, my.... Not sure. What I am sure of: There are some I don't remember at all. Those would be the times I woke up in my bunk but didn't remember how I got there, or what I did the night before. Of course, those were always Saturday nights. Friday nights were reserved for the circle jerks with the guys.
Sounds like you were quite the horny guy! LOL!
Not meaning any offence to Whkattk but my dad had a phrase...."Young, dumb, and full of cum!"Which, I admit describes what I was like in my late teens and early twenties!
I think it describes most young men! LOL!
never had this kind of experience!
I had one time where I was drunk and went home with this guy (just after college) and we played. I fell asleep and woke up the next morning with his dog just laying near me staring at me! I could not remember his name, so it was a quick up and out.
It was a looong time ago...over 50 years. It was while I thought I was straight...back in high school. The girl I woke up next to was not the one I went with to the party nor was she the one I left with. To this day I have no idea how I wound up in her bed or who she was. I walked for what seemed miles and it still cost me $15 in cab fare to get home (on Sunday morning no less)...back in '65 that was a hell of a long cab ride! Apparently I was a drunken slut when I was straight...as a gay man I have been tapping the same warm body for well over 40 years!
LOL...I hope it was worth the $15 cab ride!
No morning encore...I doubt it.
Poor baby! LOL!