Maximus Rex
Banned
This is naturally the antithesis of the "Worst Moment As An AFC Thread." The reason for it is simple. I don't think there's enough stories of success on this site. The site needs to get away from the whining, the crying, and the lamenting, and focus more positive strategies and closing techniques. So I'll start it off.
Like with my worst AFC moment, I really don't have a "defining "dj moment." It's more like a series of events that when I look back and analyzed them, I've come to realize that I was no longer the person I was.
The best example of this was when my freaky friend brought one of potnas over to my house. They were going to the club that night and she had left some stuff over.
I wasn't too thrilled about her bringing her friend along. I was going through a bad time and I had a VERY UNKEMPT beard. I was in a "I don't give a f*ck mode," at the time. Anyway, here's Linda, With her sexy a$$ in my bed, her head on my shoulder, asking me why men cheat. I told her it's because of opportunity.
I get out of the bed and turn on some tunes. When I turn around, she has her massive titties out. At least in the triple D or F range. When I got back in the bed I didn't make a move. I just continued talking to her, playing the back and acting like her rack was no big deal. Then Linda tells me she has problems with her sexuality and she likes chicks. I respond with "That's cool. I like chicks too."
By then Stephanie, (my freaky friend,) emirges from the shower and starts to dress. Following is the most bizarre conversation I've ever heard. The two of them start talking about Steff's p*ssy lips. IN DETAIL!!! The conversation itself wasn't sexual, it was in a "matter of fact type of tone." I even commented that the conversation was f*cking bizarre. They asked why? I said, I would never be dressing in front of my friends and if for some reason I was dressing in front of my friends, I wouldn't make comments about their d*cks. They responded in unison, "Yeah that would be gay."
Then Linda pulls her pants down and we all do a p*ssy lip comparison. I even rubbed on her snatch, not in sexual way of course. Then she gets out of the bed and shows me her lovely a$$.
Rex, why didn't you f*ck them? The whole incident caught me off guard, not that it's an excuse. I didn't try to eff them because I knew their ride was on the way. The last thing I wanted was to be caught with a case of blue balls. "Aww. Your weak Rex. You have two chicks talking about p*ssy one's dressing, the other one is showing you her tits, ass, and snatch and you don't even make the attempt!!!! That's hella weak" I know, I still have problems closing plus sometimes I'm subject to Murphy's Law. As I said, the last thing I wanted was to be in middle of something and these chicks bounce on me.
For some this my not sound like much of a DJ moment considering that I didn't close, but for me and considering where I came from it means a lot because in my AFC days, I probably would've freaked Linda out and made her feel uncomfortable. I would've been fixated on her rack, I would've told her how gorgeous and sexy is, I would've tried to get her number, and attempted some ole boyfriend sh*t. Instead, I had a non-chalant "been there, done that attitude," and I damn near had a menage. I consider that an accomplishment and something to be proud of.
The moral of this story is always look your best. Even if your going to just kick it in the house, shave, comb your hair, bush your teeth, wash your a$$ and have your place clean. Who knows, your freaky friend might come over with her best friend, then you might find yourself in the bed with her friend. Then her friend starts to question you about men cheating.
Like with my worst AFC moment, I really don't have a "defining "dj moment." It's more like a series of events that when I look back and analyzed them, I've come to realize that I was no longer the person I was.
The best example of this was when my freaky friend brought one of potnas over to my house. They were going to the club that night and she had left some stuff over.
I wasn't too thrilled about her bringing her friend along. I was going through a bad time and I had a VERY UNKEMPT beard. I was in a "I don't give a f*ck mode," at the time. Anyway, here's Linda, With her sexy a$$ in my bed, her head on my shoulder, asking me why men cheat. I told her it's because of opportunity.
I get out of the bed and turn on some tunes. When I turn around, she has her massive titties out. At least in the triple D or F range. When I got back in the bed I didn't make a move. I just continued talking to her, playing the back and acting like her rack was no big deal. Then Linda tells me she has problems with her sexuality and she likes chicks. I respond with "That's cool. I like chicks too."
By then Stephanie, (my freaky friend,) emirges from the shower and starts to dress. Following is the most bizarre conversation I've ever heard. The two of them start talking about Steff's p*ssy lips. IN DETAIL!!! The conversation itself wasn't sexual, it was in a "matter of fact type of tone." I even commented that the conversation was f*cking bizarre. They asked why? I said, I would never be dressing in front of my friends and if for some reason I was dressing in front of my friends, I wouldn't make comments about their d*cks. They responded in unison, "Yeah that would be gay."
Then Linda pulls her pants down and we all do a p*ssy lip comparison. I even rubbed on her snatch, not in sexual way of course. Then she gets out of the bed and shows me her lovely a$$.
Rex, why didn't you f*ck them? The whole incident caught me off guard, not that it's an excuse. I didn't try to eff them because I knew their ride was on the way. The last thing I wanted was to be caught with a case of blue balls. "Aww. Your weak Rex. You have two chicks talking about p*ssy one's dressing, the other one is showing you her tits, ass, and snatch and you don't even make the attempt!!!! That's hella weak" I know, I still have problems closing plus sometimes I'm subject to Murphy's Law. As I said, the last thing I wanted was to be in middle of something and these chicks bounce on me.
For some this my not sound like much of a DJ moment considering that I didn't close, but for me and considering where I came from it means a lot because in my AFC days, I probably would've freaked Linda out and made her feel uncomfortable. I would've been fixated on her rack, I would've told her how gorgeous and sexy is, I would've tried to get her number, and attempted some ole boyfriend sh*t. Instead, I had a non-chalant "been there, done that attitude," and I damn near had a menage. I consider that an accomplishment and something to be proud of.
The moral of this story is always look your best. Even if your going to just kick it in the house, shave, comb your hair, bush your teeth, wash your a$$ and have your place clean. Who knows, your freaky friend might come over with her best friend, then you might find yourself in the bed with her friend. Then her friend starts to question you about men cheating.
