Gay America's MOST WANTED

The gay dudes I know that are in a couple are TOTALLY not monogamous.  The ones that say they are, are cheating.  The thing that these guys that are cheating are doing that is worse than just cheating itself is that they are being OPEN about it each other.  But then lying about it to their sex partners.  

I met up with this guy one night.  Through our conversations and a part of what his profile described he had just gotten out of a really bad breakup.  He was ready to be single for a WHILE, yet he loves to cuddle.  So mostly thats what we did.  Without too much sexual energy b/c he was tired and had to work very early the next morning.  I liked the idea of it at the time.  It was nice to have the comfort of a boyfriend without all the pain.  But at the end, I was trying to exert more sexual efforts than he had originally intended for our particular encounter.  I wanted one thing and he wanted to fuck me.  I don't fuck EVERYBODY.  So he made it out to seem if I considered it "Special" which I went along with even though the truth of the matter is that it just doesn't feel that good.  The pain/joy of anal sex is not 50/50.  The pain outweighs the joy.  So I don't enjoy it.  Or moreso, to receive it ;-)

A month or so later I walked by him while with a friend.  I said hello and he acted like he didn't know me.  Two weeks following this he txt'd me and said "whats up".  Through our correspondence I found out that he was horny.  Then I called him.  I mentioned walking by him and he said he didn't want to offend if that was my boyfriend or something like that.  Then I said I would love to get together sometime soon but not that night and he said his boyfriend was back.  Back.  From where?  Dude.  It made no sense.  I asked if he had decided to get back with him even though it was a bad breakup and he acted like he didn't know what i was talking about.  "No, He's just back"  

I was confounded.  If he is "back" then why the fuck are you txting me?  

These dudes make no sense.

Another suitcase in Another Hall...

I am getting ready to embark on what feels like an incredibly long journey.  I posted an ad on Craigslist for a roommate and had received no replies until tonight.  Javier.  I replied and said he was interested.  27 and working for Bank of America.  Sounds good on paper, but on the phone he didn't sound like my cup of tea.  I told him I would meet him and show the place tomorrow night anyway, I figure that money speaks all languages so if he has it, we can talk.

Soon after this phone call ended I began to clean up my apartment.  Moving shit around.  Hiding dirty laundry.  Getting ready for someone who would eventually see it this way anyhow.  Then my friend Kelly txt me.  Said she had someone that was interested.  Which sounded better that it being someone I knew, at least, through someone else that I knew, already.

It is nerve racking though.  You state your terms and close your eyes, you hope that they'll say yes.  When they do, you think to yourself...holy shit!  you have that kind of money on hand???

I sure as hell do NOT!  I am broke like no joke.  So it is very important that I find someone who can move in ASAP and give me LOTS OF MONEY UP FRONT!!!

Life keeps moving on and on, but I keep on bumping into another suitcase in another hall.