College time: Part 1
Note: This story has to do with partying, and gay sex, if you do not like it, please leave. This took place a week and a half ago. Nothing could compare with the way my life was going right now. I had graduated high school last year with top marks, and still managed to help lead my water polo team to victory. As if things couldnât get any better, I received a full scholarship to a private university in the Midwest where I would not only be playing water-polo, but studying at their world renowned political science program. Mark and I had parted ways at the beginning of the summer, not on bad terms, because we are still great friends (and occasionally hook up), but thought it would be best for long distance. I had …