When I was 19 years old, I was 6 ft 3 and 245 lbs. I was big. I didn’t have much muscle tone or anything like that but because of my size, I was a natural fit to be a doorman at one of the local nightclubs in the area.

You have to understand that to a 19 year old who was shy and had a severe lack of confidence at the time, a gig as a bouncer was like a shot of powerful steroids in to the arm when it came to self image. Up to that point I had been with 3 girls in my entire life and 2 of them were only 3rd base. I did have a sort of long term relationship with the 3rd girl but that lasted about 9 months when I was 17. I will tell you about that in a later Diary.

On my first night, I was shown the ropes by Tom the head of club security and he told me that 99% of the time it was all fun and 1% of the time it was all out chaos and to always keep my back to the wall. Other then that, there were no rules. Since I was the new one on the team, they put me on charge of carding the local university students who came in for the cheap suds. We had two rules about carding people. 21 to get in and if you were cute then no age minimum was enforced. It was a brilliant idea since the fat ugly chicks would go away pissed off that they couldn’t get into the club and since they tend to have the biggest mouths, word got around that we were strict with the ids. Of course, this was just smoke and mirrors. We had all sorts of girls in there who were under 21.

I started my first shift on door this one Thursday Night. Thursday night at our club was our big night of the week. We had buck 25 shots of tequila on till midnight and I learned very quickly that tequila made the bitches horny.

I was having a great time eying up and down the young girls who were coming in though the door. There was a narrow hallway that they had to go down though before entering the main room in the club and they had to push themselves around my. In the process I had gotten feel after feel of rock hard titties. It wasn’t my hands that were doing the touching, but a guy can learn to feel with his upper arms and elbows. After all, who needs to end up on the news on sexual assault charges when you haven’t even gotten closed to being laid?

As the night went on, there was this cute girl there who kept trying to make small talk with me.