The Long Term Crush... I didn't know about.

Let's call this one Peter...

It was a pretty typical friday morning last summer. I was hungover (Damn local gay club) and wasn't quite sure what time it was, but as I do every morning I rolled over and searched my bed for my phone. I finally found it between my legs (shocker right?) I "slid to unlock" and checked Grindr (nothing exciting), than my email (nothing exciting), facebook (Something Exciting!!) ...

I had gotten a messege from a guy I didn't know (Peter).

"You looked good last night... sorry we didn't get a chance to dance... but I'd love to grab coffee with ya, its been a while..."

WTF? (that was the thought in my head...)

So I shot him a quick response back, apologizing for not remembering who he was... and he quickly reminded me.

Peter informed me that we had talked a little over a year ago, but it was quickly hashed out that we were both tops and being young and naive we agreed it wouldn't work (keep in mind this conversation happened less than a year later... how much maturity could we have gained?)

In any case, I stalked his facebook, determined that we had enough in common (I thought he was cute... and we both liked family guy) so  I agreed to go out for coffee.

Coffee went well, until he confessed that he had checked my facebook, nearly daily for the past year in hopes that I would give him some glimmer of hope that we would work out. What changed? I have no idea... needless to say I was some mixture of flattered and creepeed out, but decided a second date would be okay.

Fast forward exactly 30 days, 12 dates and 3 loads blown....

he dumped me. I guess I wasn't his prince charming. his reason for dumping me? I had to much of a gay following, to many gay friends, and I wasn't someone he could start a family with.

if you're reading this story and asking yourself... WTF... that was my thoughts exactly.

Losing my virginity in a bunk bed.

Lets call him Taylor ...

I lost my virginity at a young (ish) age, especially for the "times".  Granted it's only been 6 year's since I lost my v-card, but a lot in society can change in 6 years. Jjust look at how we meet guys! (Grindr is only a little under 2 years old!)

Back to the story...

How I came out... A long time Ago...

Preface; I came out in 10th grade.... looking back? Shit I was young... anyways here's my story

I sat in the car, my heart racing; I knew I had to tell her.  She was my mom, for Christ’s sake; she always said she would always be there for me no matter what.  What if she doesn’t accept me?  What if they kick me out of the house, where will I live?  What if I become the black sheep of the family?  Come on, none of that will happen, I just have to say it.  The car curved around the road heading home, I knew I wanted to tell her before we got there.  She did that creepy thing moms do, and asked me if something was wrong.  How do they always know?  I looked at my mom, how could I hurt her? But wasn’t I hurting her more by lying to her and keeping a secret?

A Boy in the Sauna can't be trusted.

Let's call him Scott ... Although I really loved his name (It was fun to moan)


So every once and a while I need a good sit in the sauna after a hard work out, okay who am I kidding, I don't need to sit in the sauna, I just like too, where else am I gonna see sexy men in just towels :)


Nothing usually comes from a trip to the sauna at the "straight" gym I go to, but like I learned in acting class, a story is not worth sharing, unless something out of the ordinary happened and trust me it did.

The roommate... who accused me of attempted murder pt. 2

Read part 1 first... duh.


So I walked to residence life debating all the things I could get in trouble for.  The only thing I could think of was invasion of privacy?  So I held my head up high and continued towards the office building. When I got there, Nikky (head of Res. Life) looked PISSED! Obviously Charlie had gotten to her first and I thought to myself, "god only know what lies he's told to make me look like shit".