My gay slut era peaked with my first Grindr date. He was a twink with a self-described fake British accent who gave up cocaine for Lent, pressured me for bareback sex, and showed me his Instagram feed featuring him posing with an AK-74 assault rifle. Worst of all, he gave me strep throat, which I then gave to my immunocompromised partner, who is still r…
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