A Sign From God...

Call them miracles or what have you, but I had a sign from God to start my 30 project, which I have decided to extend to the end of October. It was as if someone out there gave me the push to pick it up, so I will regale you with the tale.

As an early birthday present, one of my good friends contacted me. She told me to check my email which I reluctantly did. The caption for said email was "So you don't die alone..." Great. I open it up, and to my surprise I found a subscription to a gay dating website. Mortified as I should be, edited the pictures and profile which I have since had a positive response to. Because of this I have been on two dates, both in my mind successful. The first was good, but since has shown no interest. But the second seemed more promising. So I'll fill you in.

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Me and "Riley" meet before he had to work at Panara Bread. Good choice(see Dating Rules post). He's well put together, in good shape, and green eyes. Fuck, my kryptonite. I won't make it past the second date without a face full of this guy. We get food and sit down. I did as always and let him into my cynical flirtatious world. We joked and talked about judging people, a long lived personal hobby of mine, when the subject of exes was brought up. Or so I thought.

He told me about how he met his boyfriend through an amazing turn of events. I, being naive, thought he had simply broken up recently and let it slip. In a gesture to make him feel better, I filled him in on how I met my ex(A story I will save for later). He soon started talking about the ring he wears and mentioned his boyfriend when it clicked, "Holy butt sex Batman," he is in a relationship. I tried not to show the shock on my face. I changed the subject quickly. He talked about how nice it is to go out and meet people who don't want to hook up. Good, first date passed then and no sex. After another hour or so we shook hands and he headed off to work as I, baffled, drove home.

I later received a text saying how much fun he had. Good, I made a new friend. Maybe this is a new way to meet guys as he seems well connected.

Earlier today I got yet another string of texts, all with sexual innuendos. I responded back as any 23 year old male would do, retaliate. The flirting became teasing, and the teasing became text sex. I was now utterly confused. After 2 hours of this I finally called him to find out what the fuck was going on. Sparing some of his gory details I found that he is the top in his relationship and can on occasion, if not spoken about, go out and get a guy to fuck him. I arranged for us to meet later in the week, but one thing still stuck with me. While text sexing(sexting) he was very graphic with how he wanted to be dominated and humiliated. Humiliated? Who the fuck is this guy?! So I, as not to look like a prude told him I would obey his wishes, but here's the kicker. Before we parted sexting ways, he asked me if I was into kink. What kind of kink? Foot fetish or S&M? Not to sound like a missionary only gay, I'm not really experimental with my sexcapades. I got no clarification on this subject before he told me he was off to bed. So all I can say now is stay tuned to find out about Riley and me. I promise you won't be disappointed!

Brad

PS. Tomorrow night I'm going out to the gay club with some friends so expect me to get drunk and make out with strangers. Stay tuned!