hollywooder18
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Hey everybody. I’ve posted here a few times and while I’m not a frequent user, I lurk around often and I especially like the help and support that this section of the forums offers, so good job with that everyone! I am the latest person who could use some opinions, some guidance, and maybe a little “tough love”. Before I get into my ordeal I want everybody to understand that I know I have done wrong, and I know that I have made some mistakes. I am very comfortable admitting that I am far from perfect and I probably do not deserve the things I have. It’s my decision to open up to anybody who wants to take the time to read this, so I understand I am leaving the door open for any criticism, whether negative or positive. Am I hoping for positive advice and suggestions? Of course! Am I expected to be bashed some? Yes.. not saying I do not deserve it, but I am simply in need of some opinions from others. So I now welcome you to enter my personal life and you may choose to do with it what you want.
We will start from the beginning. First off, I am young, in my early 20s. I never touched a man until I was 18 and out of high school and I got into my first relationship (with a man) when I was 19. We did the typical “honeymoon stage” type things, it was semi-serious, we did care for and love each and we had fun for a little while, but after six months the relationship ended. Now, he wasn’t at a good point in his life and neither was I. I was in my first serious relationship and I will admit, I was a bit needy, somewhat jealous when he hung out with other people, and it took it’s toll on me and I ended up not being that nice of a guy because of it. This guy had a lot going on in his life, and he wasn’t completely “ready” to be in a relationship, at least not in my eyes. He later admitted that this was probably true. He was married, with kids. His wife knew/knows he was gay, but he was still living at home (for his kids), and he was very nervous and “sheltered” when it came to being out in public. To make things simple, let’s call this guy Anthony. Now while neither of us we probably ready to be in a relationship, him because of where his life was and me because I didn’t really know how to be in a real, committed relationship because it was so new to me, Anthony and I had a very good time together. We had a lot of fun, we got a long great, and the sex was honestly.. phenomenal. But like I said before, I got a bit “crazy” and things didn’t work out well. We stayed in contact, hooked up a few times afterwards, but then I met guy number 2, we will call him Patrick.
When Patrick and I met, we basically fell in love right off the bat. The night of our first date, we spent the night together. Nothing sexual because we both wanted to wait because we both had intentions on something serious, but to say the least, that first night was pretty perfect. Now something you all should probably know, both Anthony and Patrick are older than me, you could double my age and they’d still both be older haha (I’m 21 by the way), both are in their early 40s. With both though we knew that age didn’t matter and I’m a firm believer of that. So before Patrick and I had met, he wasn’t much of a “relationship” kind of guy. He dated but, being a New York City resident, he had his fair share of hook-ups over his 10 years of gay living. Just to note, he had been with over 100 guys, always safe and tested frequently, but he has never tried to hide how many partners he has had. He says I am his first “boyfriend”. While Patrick may not have been a boyfriend to many other people, he sure was a good one. Right from the beginning he was very romantic, very caring, very sweet, just an overall great guy. We honestly fell in love very quickly, that’s why we started living together after two months of being together.
Our first problem arose before we had even known it. I have always been a top, Patrick has always been a top. What do you do in this situation? Well, we experimented and both tried flip-flopping, and while it worked for a short period of time, I had officially become the bottom in our relationship. Did I hate it? Not necessarily, but was I 100% happy? Not really. So time goes on, things happen, and we are living our life together. We go on trips, we have fun together, and we enjoy our home life.
**Another thing you should note, when Patrick and I met, it was in my hometown in Massachusetts. He was doing business here and was going back and forth between NYC and my town via bus/train each week.
Patrick and I have our fair-share of problems, as all couples do. The big one is that I have a small issue with being separated for a long period of time, even for a few days. I have a huge fear of being hurt and I know it’s something I have to get over. I’m not overly insecure, but for some reason I have a trust issue. So obviously due to the fact that Patrick works in my hometown as well as in NYC, he has to make his way back and forth and we need to be separated once in awhile. I will admit, he has definitely started calling my hometown “home” much, much, MUCH more often than NYC, to the point where he has gone months without leaving. I know I’ve kept him sheltered and I feel terrible about it on numerous occasions.
So a year goes by (13 months to be more accurate) and Patrick and I are still together.
That’s what brings us to today. Patrick and I are still together, going on 13 months. He makes me feel good about myself, he makes me laugh, and we enjoy the time together. We don’t have a great sex life and on a scale of one to ten, my satisfaction is probably around a four, unfortunately. Now, sex isn’t the biggest thing in a relationship for me, but I do like sex.. One problem we’ve had since the beginning was that I always had to initiate it, and when I say always, I honestly mean 99.4% of the time. And of course the fact that I’m a real top trapped in a bottom’s lifestyle didn’t really add to the enjoyment, but Patrick has made it clear that he is not interested in switching things up. On a good note, Patrick gets along with my family great. They love him, he loves them, we all have a good time together. Same goes for his family and myself.
So, you guys are probably wondering why I felt the need to tell you all this. You might be asking yourself, “What does he need help with, things seem good!” Well.. prepare for the kicker. If you remember before I said that my ex, Anthony, and I have stayed in contact ever since we broke up. Anthony and Patrick have met and hit it off great and things were fine. The issue?
I never really got over Anthony.
Now I had the greatest guy I could ever imagine as my boyfriend and things are definitely looking to be long-term. But for the entire time we’ve been together, I never really shook my feelings for my ex. I would think about him every day, I would get very excited whenever we hung out, and the thoughts of being back with him were ones that reoccurred constantly in my head. But there was nothing I could really do, Anthony didn’t have feelings for me and wasn’t interested in getting back together. He had tried dating over the past year but to no avail. His luck just wasn’t very good and he just couldn’t find the right guy.
About a month ago, I was texting with Anthony about nothing in particular and he ended up telling me he’d been thinking about me a lot and was starting to wonder about us and if we should try things out again. Now he knew I was in a relationship, but for the first time in a year he was actually thinking about the idea of us as a couple again. So about a week later Patrick was out of town and I was in my sad, lonely mood, and I ended up going out for a few drinks with Anthony. We just shot the breeze, talked about life, and had a really good time together. Obviously the topics turned to he and I and he said that he’s starting the think the reason his luck has been so bad with guys is because nobody makes him feel the way I did and maybe he is supposed to be with me. Over the next few weeks (which lead to right now) we have gone out, had fun together, enjoyed each other’s company, caught up a lot, talked about us, and unfortunately, hooked up. We went out last night, and Anthony basically said he’s ready to get back together.
The thing about Anthony is that he’s a very simple guy, who lives a very simple, small-town life and I really like that. With Patrick, he is a city guy who needs to live in the city and I just don’t think that’s what I have in mind for my life. I could never picture myself doing long distance, so Patrick and I have had plans of moving to the city for good and basically leaving my hometown behind. I wouldn’t hate living in the city, who could? But I really see myself enjoying the small-town life and living more “simple”. Don’t get me wrong, I’m far from a hick or a hillbilly haha, I drive a nice car and I like to look good, but my hometown definitely is no city. Everybody knows everybody and I kind of like that.
There’s always been something that draws my head, and my heart, to Anthony and I just could never shake it. I am very happy when I am with him and he makes me feel very good about myself. He’s a very nice guy and his life is in a much better place now than it was when we were together the last time. I really don’t want anybody to get hurt, but I know somebody is going to. I honestly have no idea what to do right now and it’s stressing me out pretty bad, and I know I’m to blame.
Feel free to give your input. Any questions are very welcomed and with be answered honestly. I’m putting myself completely out there and I am looking for any opinion, whether it be positive, negative, neutral, anything. I inserted a poll just for fun, if you guys want to vote that's fine, but I'm not going to use the poll for any serious decisions haha. Thanks for reading everybody! Have a great day!
We will start from the beginning. First off, I am young, in my early 20s. I never touched a man until I was 18 and out of high school and I got into my first relationship (with a man) when I was 19. We did the typical “honeymoon stage” type things, it was semi-serious, we did care for and love each and we had fun for a little while, but after six months the relationship ended. Now, he wasn’t at a good point in his life and neither was I. I was in my first serious relationship and I will admit, I was a bit needy, somewhat jealous when he hung out with other people, and it took it’s toll on me and I ended up not being that nice of a guy because of it. This guy had a lot going on in his life, and he wasn’t completely “ready” to be in a relationship, at least not in my eyes. He later admitted that this was probably true. He was married, with kids. His wife knew/knows he was gay, but he was still living at home (for his kids), and he was very nervous and “sheltered” when it came to being out in public. To make things simple, let’s call this guy Anthony. Now while neither of us we probably ready to be in a relationship, him because of where his life was and me because I didn’t really know how to be in a real, committed relationship because it was so new to me, Anthony and I had a very good time together. We had a lot of fun, we got a long great, and the sex was honestly.. phenomenal. But like I said before, I got a bit “crazy” and things didn’t work out well. We stayed in contact, hooked up a few times afterwards, but then I met guy number 2, we will call him Patrick.
When Patrick and I met, we basically fell in love right off the bat. The night of our first date, we spent the night together. Nothing sexual because we both wanted to wait because we both had intentions on something serious, but to say the least, that first night was pretty perfect. Now something you all should probably know, both Anthony and Patrick are older than me, you could double my age and they’d still both be older haha (I’m 21 by the way), both are in their early 40s. With both though we knew that age didn’t matter and I’m a firm believer of that. So before Patrick and I had met, he wasn’t much of a “relationship” kind of guy. He dated but, being a New York City resident, he had his fair share of hook-ups over his 10 years of gay living. Just to note, he had been with over 100 guys, always safe and tested frequently, but he has never tried to hide how many partners he has had. He says I am his first “boyfriend”. While Patrick may not have been a boyfriend to many other people, he sure was a good one. Right from the beginning he was very romantic, very caring, very sweet, just an overall great guy. We honestly fell in love very quickly, that’s why we started living together after two months of being together.
Our first problem arose before we had even known it. I have always been a top, Patrick has always been a top. What do you do in this situation? Well, we experimented and both tried flip-flopping, and while it worked for a short period of time, I had officially become the bottom in our relationship. Did I hate it? Not necessarily, but was I 100% happy? Not really. So time goes on, things happen, and we are living our life together. We go on trips, we have fun together, and we enjoy our home life.
**Another thing you should note, when Patrick and I met, it was in my hometown in Massachusetts. He was doing business here and was going back and forth between NYC and my town via bus/train each week.
Patrick and I have our fair-share of problems, as all couples do. The big one is that I have a small issue with being separated for a long period of time, even for a few days. I have a huge fear of being hurt and I know it’s something I have to get over. I’m not overly insecure, but for some reason I have a trust issue. So obviously due to the fact that Patrick works in my hometown as well as in NYC, he has to make his way back and forth and we need to be separated once in awhile. I will admit, he has definitely started calling my hometown “home” much, much, MUCH more often than NYC, to the point where he has gone months without leaving. I know I’ve kept him sheltered and I feel terrible about it on numerous occasions.
So a year goes by (13 months to be more accurate) and Patrick and I are still together.
That’s what brings us to today. Patrick and I are still together, going on 13 months. He makes me feel good about myself, he makes me laugh, and we enjoy the time together. We don’t have a great sex life and on a scale of one to ten, my satisfaction is probably around a four, unfortunately. Now, sex isn’t the biggest thing in a relationship for me, but I do like sex.. One problem we’ve had since the beginning was that I always had to initiate it, and when I say always, I honestly mean 99.4% of the time. And of course the fact that I’m a real top trapped in a bottom’s lifestyle didn’t really add to the enjoyment, but Patrick has made it clear that he is not interested in switching things up. On a good note, Patrick gets along with my family great. They love him, he loves them, we all have a good time together. Same goes for his family and myself.
So, you guys are probably wondering why I felt the need to tell you all this. You might be asking yourself, “What does he need help with, things seem good!” Well.. prepare for the kicker. If you remember before I said that my ex, Anthony, and I have stayed in contact ever since we broke up. Anthony and Patrick have met and hit it off great and things were fine. The issue?
I never really got over Anthony.
Now I had the greatest guy I could ever imagine as my boyfriend and things are definitely looking to be long-term. But for the entire time we’ve been together, I never really shook my feelings for my ex. I would think about him every day, I would get very excited whenever we hung out, and the thoughts of being back with him were ones that reoccurred constantly in my head. But there was nothing I could really do, Anthony didn’t have feelings for me and wasn’t interested in getting back together. He had tried dating over the past year but to no avail. His luck just wasn’t very good and he just couldn’t find the right guy.
About a month ago, I was texting with Anthony about nothing in particular and he ended up telling me he’d been thinking about me a lot and was starting to wonder about us and if we should try things out again. Now he knew I was in a relationship, but for the first time in a year he was actually thinking about the idea of us as a couple again. So about a week later Patrick was out of town and I was in my sad, lonely mood, and I ended up going out for a few drinks with Anthony. We just shot the breeze, talked about life, and had a really good time together. Obviously the topics turned to he and I and he said that he’s starting the think the reason his luck has been so bad with guys is because nobody makes him feel the way I did and maybe he is supposed to be with me. Over the next few weeks (which lead to right now) we have gone out, had fun together, enjoyed each other’s company, caught up a lot, talked about us, and unfortunately, hooked up. We went out last night, and Anthony basically said he’s ready to get back together.
The thing about Anthony is that he’s a very simple guy, who lives a very simple, small-town life and I really like that. With Patrick, he is a city guy who needs to live in the city and I just don’t think that’s what I have in mind for my life. I could never picture myself doing long distance, so Patrick and I have had plans of moving to the city for good and basically leaving my hometown behind. I wouldn’t hate living in the city, who could? But I really see myself enjoying the small-town life and living more “simple”. Don’t get me wrong, I’m far from a hick or a hillbilly haha, I drive a nice car and I like to look good, but my hometown definitely is no city. Everybody knows everybody and I kind of like that.
There’s always been something that draws my head, and my heart, to Anthony and I just could never shake it. I am very happy when I am with him and he makes me feel very good about myself. He’s a very nice guy and his life is in a much better place now than it was when we were together the last time. I really don’t want anybody to get hurt, but I know somebody is going to. I honestly have no idea what to do right now and it’s stressing me out pretty bad, and I know I’m to blame.
Feel free to give your input. Any questions are very welcomed and with be answered honestly. I’m putting myself completely out there and I am looking for any opinion, whether it be positive, negative, neutral, anything. I inserted a poll just for fun, if you guys want to vote that's fine, but I'm not going to use the poll for any serious decisions haha. Thanks for reading everybody! Have a great day!

















