I was twenty when I had sex for the first time.

I’d been overweight and insecure in high school, so I graduated without ever having a girlfriend. The extent of my sexual experience was a peck on the lips from my prom date that I’m pretty sure was more out of pity than anything else.

After I graduated, I opted not to go off to school immediately. Instead, I lived at home, enrolled in community college, and started working the front desk at a tattoo shop close to my parents’ house.

Looking back, I was a little pathetic during those first months, not doing much except eating fast food and playing videogames when I wasn’t at school or working.

A few of the guys I worked with at the shop eventually took me under their wing, and that changed everything. I started lifting... Read More