Give More Control to Your Dick... and Win!

When I was a wee horny teenager, there was this girl who would come to my school to play volleyball. I’ll call her Bam Bam. I was smitten by Bam Bam. I literally heard the song “Why do birds suddenly appear…” every time she was near. But I didn’t have the balls to approach her.

Then I changed schools and there she was standing before me. Her friends had become my friends. In a state of shock, I asked her if she wanted to “go out” with me. She shrugged her shoulders and said, “Sure!” Easy enough, right? It wasn’t a technique. I was just so horny, I thought I’d explode. I had no clue what else to do but ask her out.

After that, it took years for me to have the balls to ask another girl out. Approach anxiety and the fear of rejection were overwhelming. But eventually, there was an underlying motivation that forced me to just go for it and to learn game. It was the same drive that forced me to ask Bam Bam out.

And what was that driver of action?

My dick.