Being dragged to the club by my buddies, after my relationship of six years breaking into tiny pieces was definitely not my idea of fun. I was still hung up on Sam. Even though it had been over two months, I couldn’t get his image out of my head, especially the ones where he was jerking me off or lying, tied, on our bed while I rammed into him. Mike said I just needed to get laid so he got our friends to pick me up from w...