I posted this in the story section, but I know you guys will enjoy it and will help me out with all of your wonderful advice 
As I'm sure you are all used to hearing this IS a true story. No bullshit added. So I guess it's a story. Not a fantasy or something I made up. I need a bit of advice because this is real, but I don't want to ruin it for you! Read it and help!
So I'm 25 years old. I've gone to the same Christmas Tree Farm in southwestern PA for the last 25 years. Anyways it's a family run business. I knew the people who ran the farm, but I really didn't "know" them. Anyway last year was the first time I had I spent most of my Christmas away from my parents. I spent it with my ex-boyfriend, Ash (obviously not his real name). So we went together to get a tree for my house last year. So in this family that owns the Christmas tree farm there's this guy who's about 10 years older than I am. He's an outdoorsy dude. 6 feet tall with short jet black hair. He always has a nice big beard or a perfect black five o'clock shadow. He's got a great seat of pearly whites and is NOT afraid to show them off. Anywho so last year I took Ash with me to get our tree. The Douglas Firs were in the farthest field and the guy asked if he could come with us as he had to take back some measuring planks (things that help people measure christmas trees) back to where we were headed. It was a nice chat and when we got to the field we went our separate ways. He went to put the planks back and Ash and I walked around searching through the rows and rows of trees for the perfect one. I guess we subconsciously held hands. No one was there and it's not like you can really see anyway as there are so many trees blocking your view of anyone else. About every 20 rows of trees there is a big grass path for you to bring your cart to put your christmas tree on. We walked across one of these paths and from over the tops of the trees I could see the tops of his planks (which are colored like candy canes so they are easy to see). He walked out into the path at the same time. He kind of stuttered but quickly tried to cover it up and kept walking. Ash was looking at a nearby tree and didn't notice as he was about 100 yards away from us.
Flash forward to today.
Ash and I had broken up last summer (hallelujah) and I was getting my own tree by myself. A bit sad right? So I went up to the familiar path up to the Douglas Firs in the farthest field. As I was walking along the main path who popped out a row of trees? Kevin Costner naked of course!
(just kidding. ahaahha) My friend! We chatted about how the farm was doing. He said they were having a terrible season because of the extremely cold weather we had in May. Most of the Douglas Firs were half dead. So he told me that he would take me to where there were good Douglas Firs. I had to promise not to tell because the public wasn't supposed to have access to this certain field till the following season. So we went there and he helped me pick a freaking nice tree. He even cut it down for me! So we put it on the cart and took it back to get it shaken (get the stray pine needles off) and wrapped in twine. I told him I needed a new stand (my old one had broken. long story). He told me unfortunately that the certain brand of stands that they got that season had been recalled for faulty structure or something dumb like that. The new ones were coming in next week that weren't messed up. So i had to sign some refund form. I also wanted a gift card for my mom. (She's always bitching about the prices for a Christmas trees). He told me he had gotten off his shift so he would help me get it shaken and wrapped. He even helped me put it on my car and bungee it down. So he asked me to come into his house to fill out some paperwork on the tree stand. I went in and he took off his boots and jacket. He went to get the paperwork in the kitchen and told me to sit at the dining room table. His dining room and living room were connected and there was a wood burning stove. I took off my winter jacket and wrapped it around the chair. He came in and gave me the papers. As I was filling them out he took off his sweatshirt. Along with his sweatshirt went his t-shirt. Oh my goodness. Their was the most BEAUTIFUL furry chest and stomach I had ever seen in my life. I nearly died. He had like a happy highway which led to what seemed to be a massive set of pubes from his jeans that were low. I had to keep myself from drooling. I finished filling out the paperwork and asked if i could use the restroom. When I came back he was on the couch naked ready to fuck me. hahah just kidding. I gotcha again! When I came back out he shook my hand and looked me in the eye and smiled thanking me for coming in. So I went home and put up the new tree and stand. I decided to wait for decoration. I had somehow lost my phone at some point. I checked my pants pockets and the car and I couldn't find it. I went into my coat closet and stuck my hand into my coat. I felt my phone but felt something else. There was a small piece of paper. On it in small writing was his number with a smiley. My heart stopped for a milisecond. I proceeded to then do an extremely embarrassing dance. This man of my DREAMS had just given ugly me his number??? Can you say cloud nine???
Ok people so this is where I need your HELP! I am so terrible at these kinds of things. Do I call him later today? Does that seem too desperate? Should I wait a bit? I don't want to wait too long and make it seem like I don't care. What do I talk about???? AHHHH. I'm feeling nervous, excited, happy, and a shit ton of other things I can't explain. I can't get him out of my head. Someone please help a brother out! Ayudame!!!
That's what I'm feeling like right now ^^^^^^
Thanks everyone!
As I'm sure you are all used to hearing this IS a true story. No bullshit added. So I guess it's a story. Not a fantasy or something I made up. I need a bit of advice because this is real, but I don't want to ruin it for you! Read it and help!
So I'm 25 years old. I've gone to the same Christmas Tree Farm in southwestern PA for the last 25 years. Anyways it's a family run business. I knew the people who ran the farm, but I really didn't "know" them. Anyway last year was the first time I had I spent most of my Christmas away from my parents. I spent it with my ex-boyfriend, Ash (obviously not his real name). So we went together to get a tree for my house last year. So in this family that owns the Christmas tree farm there's this guy who's about 10 years older than I am. He's an outdoorsy dude. 6 feet tall with short jet black hair. He always has a nice big beard or a perfect black five o'clock shadow. He's got a great seat of pearly whites and is NOT afraid to show them off. Anywho so last year I took Ash with me to get our tree. The Douglas Firs were in the farthest field and the guy asked if he could come with us as he had to take back some measuring planks (things that help people measure christmas trees) back to where we were headed. It was a nice chat and when we got to the field we went our separate ways. He went to put the planks back and Ash and I walked around searching through the rows and rows of trees for the perfect one. I guess we subconsciously held hands. No one was there and it's not like you can really see anyway as there are so many trees blocking your view of anyone else. About every 20 rows of trees there is a big grass path for you to bring your cart to put your christmas tree on. We walked across one of these paths and from over the tops of the trees I could see the tops of his planks (which are colored like candy canes so they are easy to see). He walked out into the path at the same time. He kind of stuttered but quickly tried to cover it up and kept walking. Ash was looking at a nearby tree and didn't notice as he was about 100 yards away from us.
Flash forward to today.
Ash and I had broken up last summer (hallelujah) and I was getting my own tree by myself. A bit sad right? So I went up to the familiar path up to the Douglas Firs in the farthest field. As I was walking along the main path who popped out a row of trees? Kevin Costner naked of course!
(just kidding. ahaahha) My friend! We chatted about how the farm was doing. He said they were having a terrible season because of the extremely cold weather we had in May. Most of the Douglas Firs were half dead. So he told me that he would take me to where there were good Douglas Firs. I had to promise not to tell because the public wasn't supposed to have access to this certain field till the following season. So we went there and he helped me pick a freaking nice tree. He even cut it down for me! So we put it on the cart and took it back to get it shaken (get the stray pine needles off) and wrapped in twine. I told him I needed a new stand (my old one had broken. long story). He told me unfortunately that the certain brand of stands that they got that season had been recalled for faulty structure or something dumb like that. The new ones were coming in next week that weren't messed up. So i had to sign some refund form. I also wanted a gift card for my mom. (She's always bitching about the prices for a Christmas trees). He told me he had gotten off his shift so he would help me get it shaken and wrapped. He even helped me put it on my car and bungee it down. So he asked me to come into his house to fill out some paperwork on the tree stand. I went in and he took off his boots and jacket. He went to get the paperwork in the kitchen and told me to sit at the dining room table. His dining room and living room were connected and there was a wood burning stove. I took off my winter jacket and wrapped it around the chair. He came in and gave me the papers. As I was filling them out he took off his sweatshirt. Along with his sweatshirt went his t-shirt. Oh my goodness. Their was the most BEAUTIFUL furry chest and stomach I had ever seen in my life. I nearly died. He had like a happy highway which led to what seemed to be a massive set of pubes from his jeans that were low. I had to keep myself from drooling. I finished filling out the paperwork and asked if i could use the restroom. When I came back he was on the couch naked ready to fuck me. hahah just kidding. I gotcha again! When I came back out he shook my hand and looked me in the eye and smiled thanking me for coming in. So I went home and put up the new tree and stand. I decided to wait for decoration. I had somehow lost my phone at some point. I checked my pants pockets and the car and I couldn't find it. I went into my coat closet and stuck my hand into my coat. I felt my phone but felt something else. There was a small piece of paper. On it in small writing was his number with a smiley. My heart stopped for a milisecond. I proceeded to then do an extremely embarrassing dance. This man of my DREAMS had just given ugly me his number??? Can you say cloud nine???Ok people so this is where I need your HELP! I am so terrible at these kinds of things. Do I call him later today? Does that seem too desperate? Should I wait a bit? I don't want to wait too long and make it seem like I don't care. What do I talk about???? AHHHH. I'm feeling nervous, excited, happy, and a shit ton of other things I can't explain. I can't get him out of my head. Someone please help a brother out! Ayudame!!!
That's what I'm feeling like right now ^^^^^^
Thanks everyone!
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So I bit the bullet and said, "Hey, listen. I don't mean to be too direct when I say this, but are you gay?" He pauses for a few seconds and says "...well, yes. But don't get me wrong, that's not necessarily why I invited you over". I said "well, it's okay, because I am too. Glad we're on the same page". He smiled and so did I. We locked eyes and ooh boy. He grabbed my crotch and I grabbed his. Not long at all after we started making out. Before things got too heavy though he asked, "How about we go to the ranch?" "Let's go!" I said.