It seems that even though I have learned lots over the last three years since I ventured into the plastic world of pretty gay boys, I still cannot overcome certain issues that rise along the way.
It has been a while since I wrote anything because in reality I had nothing good to talk about, not personal, nothing that happened to anyone I know, not even something in the media that would trigger my somewhat explosive temper and silver tongue. Until two days ago. Ok so I talked about Grindr before and how in a way it changed my perspective of the gay community. It was meant to be a dating site and now all that it seems to be there fore is for people who want to hook up. I’ll admit it Im bored, sometimes lonely, sometimes I just like to tease here and there but I thought things would eventually turn out for the good. Yeah I guess I’m still naive in that sense.
So I chatted with this one guy. He sent me pictures and straight out asked me if I was the dating type or just the kind of guy that was there to hook up. I told him it didn’t matter and that if a date was what he was looking for we could arrange something and keep it as pg13 as we could. We exchanged numbers and the first thing that sent a red flag was that he was calling me “Pa” here and there. I fucking hate that. It sounds corny, cheesy and kind of desperate. Cocky even. So anyway he would tell me how handsome I am blah blah same old same I hear when someone is a player.
Things were odd, I noticed when I went back to my recent conversations that someone was using his picture a few days ago and hit me up asking for sex straight out. Then I realized that both profiles were next to each other because of the distance. I let it go and proceeded with more caution.
I was at work and this guy had just said good morning, thats it. Now the funny thing is that across my job someone kind of infamous works there. A bilatin men model who currently is getting all the attention. Yeah I gotta say that in fact some of the models are somewhat interesting to look at. Many of us secretly hope that maybe one day we would get to be with a thuggish looking boy just like the ones in that page. Back to the story... I see this guy walk into my job (the bilatin guy) with another guy who I immediately recognized. Yeah... the one I was texting with. I took their order, helped out my co-workers and not once did he smile at me or realized who I was. we had never met which is fine, but at least say hi and be cool!
I texted him “at least say hi!” I saw him look at his phone and put it away. Now the bilatin guy was all up on him, touching his face, hugging him etc. I walked to the back room and busted out laughing! because here I have a guy that professes stability and who seems to want something serious and shows up on a date with a wanna be porn-star! wow!
latter he hit me up and I asked him about it. I told him I had seen him. that he pretended not to know me... etc. He was giving me player answers and evasions. And in the end he played the “lets be friends card” Its said that some people don’t even have the balls to say “yeah fuck it I went on a date and I still talk to other guys” The good thing is that I realized I’m not so easy to fool anymore.
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