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At some point our designated driver disappeared, my friend with a broken food couldn’t drive us home and I may or may not have been too young to drive at the time. But that’s not really all that ridiculous is it? That’s pretty standard and par for the course. He and I proceeded to get drunker by the minute and at some point decided to have a rather fabulous kissing session while licking salt off each other. What a crazy happenstance! What are the odds!? It just so happened that a very cute young man was standing next to me when I did so.
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Once I began doing that and teaching others how to as well, someone -cough, me, cough cough-suggested body shots. You can lick your full forearm and pour salt all the way down it, then cut your lime in half and get a good six or seven shots off that in rapid succession.
But a line of shots ready for me to slam through them, that’s a nice way to ease into a party. I drink it straight out of the bottle, but I don’t like to do that right away, that would be rude. I headed straight to the kitchen and proceeded to pour out my signature line of shots of tequila. We arrived in true loud and raucous fashion. I’m here to tell you about the time I hit a house party of a friend of a friend of a friend. I’m not here to argue gay rights, nature VS nurture or any of that jazz. One of my more fabulous stories is the time I turned a straight guy gay. And I’m happy to recount (most of) them to my friends as we laugh at a wild and misspent youth. All that drinking leads to some pretty hilarious tales though.
I went to Vegas to celebrate, I hit a few bars, but really, the novelty of drinking wore of at 12:01am on my birthday. I drank so much in high school that by the time I turned twenty-one it was a bore. I hate wearing things that show too much skin, I’m not crazy about tons of makeup when I go out and I actually rarely put any one at all. The truth is, for all my foul language and snarky behavior, I’m surprisingly conservative in real life. And my friends love to have me tell them. I mean, really, who doesn’t love a story about something crazy? Everyone loves to have a really great laugh about the various follies of their youth, their wild behavior or random indescrestions.