Before you begin, just let me say that I am a bit long-winded and tend to ramble so please forgive me if this turns into a rather long story. See... I just wasted like 10 seconds of your life telling you that, and another 5 for having you read what I just said...lol
Anyhow, a little over 2 and ½ years ago a friend of mine from work told me about this gay dude who worked at an applebee's restaurant here in town, I lived in another county but worked in this one at the time. I decided to visit the restaurant one day and seen him working. I asked my waitress what his name was and if he was seeing anyone, she told me no so I asked her to give him my number. She did, and came back by later saying that he thought I was very cute and would give me a call. I actually did not hear from him for about a month, and received communication from him in the form of email. It turns out he was in the process of moving and because of that had not had the chance to call or write me. I had actually also moved during this time, into the same county as him, which turns out to have been a good thing – perhaps it was one of those things that are just meant to be.
I gave him a call since he left his number in the email he sent, and we talked on the phone for about two hours, just getting to know each other a little bit, mind you it's been a month since we have seen each other and had never actually spoken up until now. I had only been in the area for a week, so he offered to take me out – of course I was very happy to go out with him. He came by to pick me up and took me to a local put-put place... and, well... I just sucked horridly at put-put but it was very fun, and I enjoyed laughing at myself almost as much as he did.
After put-put he took me out for a tour of the town, after riding around for a bit he asked if I would like to go back to his place and play some video games or something. We arrived at his house, and played a few video games, and watched a couple of movies. Time seemed to just fly by, and before I knew it the time was 6 am, I had been out with him for over 8 hours now... what a date! He told me that he would have to get in bed soon as he had to work the following day, and asked if I wanted him to take me home. At first I told him he could come and spend the night with me, and leave from my place. He said no, and after a short pause said “but you could stay here with me, and I'll take you home on my way to work”. I really liked that idea, and told him yes after a short pause. He told me that I could either sleep on his couch, or in the bed with him... I looked at him for a moment and said that I'd much rather sleep with him, than on the couch with his dog. So we went to bed. We did not do anything, after all this was only our first date (what kind of guy do you think I am?). But the following morning... I was woken up very nicely... if you know what I mean. I returned the favor, and he had to get ready for work. He asked if I wanted to stay at his place or go home, I told him I needed to get home because I had some stuff to do so I road with him and he dropped me off at my place.
When he got off from work he called and asked if I would like to come over, of course I said yes so I road over to his place to hang out. I had actually taken a change of clothes with me just in case I ended up spending the night again. Up until this day, I was still a virgin (anally at least) and so was he... but we both ventured into this and had lots of fun... actually, we had sex about 6 times before the day was over... boy what an experience! Anyhow, over the next few weeks I stayed at his place more than my own, and eventually he asked me to just move all my stuff in – of course I did. So fast forward 2 and ½ years and we are living happily ever after, still sharing a strong bond.
Anyhow, a little over 2 and ½ years ago a friend of mine from work told me about this gay dude who worked at an applebee's restaurant here in town, I lived in another county but worked in this one at the time. I decided to visit the restaurant one day and seen him working. I asked my waitress what his name was and if he was seeing anyone, she told me no so I asked her to give him my number. She did, and came back by later saying that he thought I was very cute and would give me a call. I actually did not hear from him for about a month, and received communication from him in the form of email. It turns out he was in the process of moving and because of that had not had the chance to call or write me. I had actually also moved during this time, into the same county as him, which turns out to have been a good thing – perhaps it was one of those things that are just meant to be.
I gave him a call since he left his number in the email he sent, and we talked on the phone for about two hours, just getting to know each other a little bit, mind you it's been a month since we have seen each other and had never actually spoken up until now. I had only been in the area for a week, so he offered to take me out – of course I was very happy to go out with him. He came by to pick me up and took me to a local put-put place... and, well... I just sucked horridly at put-put but it was very fun, and I enjoyed laughing at myself almost as much as he did.
After put-put he took me out for a tour of the town, after riding around for a bit he asked if I would like to go back to his place and play some video games or something. We arrived at his house, and played a few video games, and watched a couple of movies. Time seemed to just fly by, and before I knew it the time was 6 am, I had been out with him for over 8 hours now... what a date! He told me that he would have to get in bed soon as he had to work the following day, and asked if I wanted him to take me home. At first I told him he could come and spend the night with me, and leave from my place. He said no, and after a short pause said “but you could stay here with me, and I'll take you home on my way to work”. I really liked that idea, and told him yes after a short pause. He told me that I could either sleep on his couch, or in the bed with him... I looked at him for a moment and said that I'd much rather sleep with him, than on the couch with his dog. So we went to bed. We did not do anything, after all this was only our first date (what kind of guy do you think I am?). But the following morning... I was woken up very nicely... if you know what I mean. I returned the favor, and he had to get ready for work. He asked if I wanted to stay at his place or go home, I told him I needed to get home because I had some stuff to do so I road with him and he dropped me off at my place.
When he got off from work he called and asked if I would like to come over, of course I said yes so I road over to his place to hang out. I had actually taken a change of clothes with me just in case I ended up spending the night again. Up until this day, I was still a virgin (anally at least) and so was he... but we both ventured into this and had lots of fun... actually, we had sex about 6 times before the day was over... boy what an experience! Anyhow, over the next few weeks I stayed at his place more than my own, and eventually he asked me to just move all my stuff in – of course I did. So fast forward 2 and ½ years and we are living happily ever after, still sharing a strong bond.
