Writing this has me thinking where do I start? How shall I let these memories play? And instantly I thought junior year. Ahhh yes...junior year of high school, when all that mattered was your body count among other things and if you did drugs or not. I mean I did, but that is another story for another time, and by drugs, I mean caffeine and some Advil ok? Geez. Not trying to expose myself too early. 

 Anyways, I’m starting with junior year because that was when the sex started, the big innocent V-card being ripped away from me faster than expected, all in a matter of seconds. It was also the year of Sexr so you can only imagine the type of THIRST I was on.

 In your head just picture a twinky 18-year old that “just realized” he wasn’t straight, what a damn rollercoaster. I put that in quotation marks because of course, I knew I wasn’t straight earlier but again I was just 18, hormones were running wild and I finally accepted it. 

Instead of listing all the hookups I've had I'll list the more important ones, you know the ones that still make me scream. Yes scream, you read that right. It's hard out here ok? This is going to be an experience for all of us. A long one at that. I mean, the title has Sex-crazed for a reason.

Who doesn't love feeling good, even if it's only temporary right? And with a stranger. Who will either leave you feeling either satisfied or depressed? And don't forget the risks, oh damn!

Uh, anyways, this is my story so buckle up and I hope you enjoy it!