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Heeeloo!
Been a while since I’ve been here. But oh well.
Since my last post...I lot has happened! Like for one...I came out to my parents! Whew...It didn’t happen at all like I expected it to. And I also came out to my dad before my Mom, which wasn’t in my plan of things. It’s crazy.
I guess I’ll tell the story of everything...just because I haven’t really told too many people...but if you’d like to skip this part you’re totally welcome to.
So to start things off I just give you the heads up that me and my dad don’t get along really well. For years now I’ve (secretly) hated him. Just everything he does totally clashes with what I think. We’re two totally different people and have different ways of looking at life. Anyways...Christmas eve morning I awake to the sound of screaming. He comes into my room and just went nuts. He was pissed about a number of things, on my part. But the way he addressed it all was totally ridiculous. He threatened me, and charged at me at one point. For the most part when ever my dad gets pissed and freaks out like this I just swallow what I want to say and add it all to my pile of hatred towards him. This time though, I exploded back. I jumped out of bed and yelled just as loud and we both got up in each others faces. I was scared as hell while doing all this but something side of me was just roaring to go!
Anyhow...he threatened to kick me out of the house(over dumb stuff like not having my room clean or my laundry done) mind you this was Christmas eve.
So I was just thinking w/e, I move out in a couple months anyways so just forget about him and return the favor by hating him some more.
I found the fight to be so bad that I decided to leave(not for good) but I got my brother to drive me over to my best friends house. I chilled there for a bit until my dad phoned. He apologized and said he was completely embarrassed for acting like a lunatic. I remember him saying something along the lines of: "I think we’re long over due for a talk" I told him I wanted a couple more hours to think and then he could come pick me up to go for a drive.
So I sat with my best friend and wrote down a huge list of everything I had ever wanted to say to him. All the stuff that couldn’t just be brought up in a normal conversation.
Long story short....we went for a drive I spoke for a long time about stuff he had done and choices he has made that I totally disagreed with and so on. Then he spoke and returned most of it. We both have issues with each other. I’m not saying I’m the perfect son.
Anyways after things were mostly sorted we drifted the conversation to other things. He said he was concerned about me for the last while. I guess since I hadn’t been talking to him for the longest time, he thought I was depressed or something...I don’t know.
For the record....I was great. Life was(still is great) I guess just from a parents stand point of view I wasn’t showing it.
In the end my dad danced around the topic and finally said something along the lines of:
"Are you okay? Are you sure you’re not dealing with anything like...sexuality or something?"
At that point I smiled and just said..."well you’re right dad I’m gay" and from there on we had a half an hour conversation about the story of it. Finally we arrived home....gave each other a big hug and went inside.
My mom who had decided to stay out of the whole fight and not pick a side was happy to see us both back at home.
While still on a high I pulled my Mom aside up to my room and told her.
She shed a few tears and said one of the most beautiful things I will ever heard.
"We just want you to be happy"
Of course my parents knew and suspected all at the same time. They’ve talked about it and it was just a matter of me being ready to tell them. I’m perfectly cool with the way it all unfolded.
They are both accepting and could care less who I’m sleeping with (which is no one at the moment FYI)
So that’s the story of me coming out...
Now for the me asking for help part.
I’m a pretty young guy...(but not too young to be on here so don’t worry) Anyways.
How do I say this without making myself sound completely pathetic...? lol
I’ve never been with anybody.
Whenever a girl comes lurking around my quarters I push her away and my standards for guys are way too high. Not only that but my selection is slim.
So, other than the odd fooling around with some girls along the way....I’m 100% virgin.
Furthest I’ve gone....a kiss?
Can’t believe I’m telling EVERYONE this...lol but w/e.
Anyways...I’ve been hoping to meet someone for the longest time. I want to meet a guy. I want to kiss for the first time, I wanna be loved, I want to be in a relationship...you know all that jazz.
I’m a bit of a spiritual person so I believe a lot in fate and stuff. For the longest time I have stayed patient thinking "when he comes, he will come"there’s no sense rushing out to get blown by the 3 openly gay guys I know.(whom I have no interest in what so ever!)
The opportunities are there, I’ve been confronted by a few guys but instantly I can tell, they’re not for me. Now I don’t wanna sound shallow or someone looking for ONLY one person.
I’m open to a lot of things, but I also know what I want.
So....anyways after me babbling. I’m just wondering...how did you guys meet the right guy(even if he wasn’t "the right guy", at least someone you felt comfortable with enough to be intimate with and give a chance too)
I don’t want some random guy to add me on face book and that be the story of my first love. I want it to be real.
There just doesn’t seem to be anybody around for me, and of course like most people I worry. Will I ever find someone. Are my expectation for a guy out of wack?
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOO...
I wanna meet someone, where to look (good spots) and how do I know to make the move...or fall for the guy....ect??
Basically some advice on first relationships/ just even sexual experiances...
Thanks a lot if you bothered to read all that. And thanks in advance for your advice.

Been a while since I’ve been here. But oh well.
Since my last post...I lot has happened! Like for one...I came out to my parents! Whew...It didn’t happen at all like I expected it to. And I also came out to my dad before my Mom, which wasn’t in my plan of things. It’s crazy.
I guess I’ll tell the story of everything...just because I haven’t really told too many people...but if you’d like to skip this part you’re totally welcome to.
So to start things off I just give you the heads up that me and my dad don’t get along really well. For years now I’ve (secretly) hated him. Just everything he does totally clashes with what I think. We’re two totally different people and have different ways of looking at life. Anyways...Christmas eve morning I awake to the sound of screaming. He comes into my room and just went nuts. He was pissed about a number of things, on my part. But the way he addressed it all was totally ridiculous. He threatened me, and charged at me at one point. For the most part when ever my dad gets pissed and freaks out like this I just swallow what I want to say and add it all to my pile of hatred towards him. This time though, I exploded back. I jumped out of bed and yelled just as loud and we both got up in each others faces. I was scared as hell while doing all this but something side of me was just roaring to go!
Anyhow...he threatened to kick me out of the house(over dumb stuff like not having my room clean or my laundry done) mind you this was Christmas eve.
So I was just thinking w/e, I move out in a couple months anyways so just forget about him and return the favor by hating him some more.
I found the fight to be so bad that I decided to leave(not for good) but I got my brother to drive me over to my best friends house. I chilled there for a bit until my dad phoned. He apologized and said he was completely embarrassed for acting like a lunatic. I remember him saying something along the lines of: "I think we’re long over due for a talk" I told him I wanted a couple more hours to think and then he could come pick me up to go for a drive.
So I sat with my best friend and wrote down a huge list of everything I had ever wanted to say to him. All the stuff that couldn’t just be brought up in a normal conversation.
Long story short....we went for a drive I spoke for a long time about stuff he had done and choices he has made that I totally disagreed with and so on. Then he spoke and returned most of it. We both have issues with each other. I’m not saying I’m the perfect son.
Anyways after things were mostly sorted we drifted the conversation to other things. He said he was concerned about me for the last while. I guess since I hadn’t been talking to him for the longest time, he thought I was depressed or something...I don’t know.
For the record....I was great. Life was(still is great) I guess just from a parents stand point of view I wasn’t showing it.
In the end my dad danced around the topic and finally said something along the lines of:
"Are you okay? Are you sure you’re not dealing with anything like...sexuality or something?"
At that point I smiled and just said..."well you’re right dad I’m gay" and from there on we had a half an hour conversation about the story of it. Finally we arrived home....gave each other a big hug and went inside.
My mom who had decided to stay out of the whole fight and not pick a side was happy to see us both back at home.
While still on a high I pulled my Mom aside up to my room and told her.
She shed a few tears and said one of the most beautiful things I will ever heard.
"We just want you to be happy"
Of course my parents knew and suspected all at the same time. They’ve talked about it and it was just a matter of me being ready to tell them. I’m perfectly cool with the way it all unfolded.
They are both accepting and could care less who I’m sleeping with (which is no one at the moment FYI)
So that’s the story of me coming out...
Now for the me asking for help part.
I’m a pretty young guy...(but not too young to be on here so don’t worry) Anyways.
How do I say this without making myself sound completely pathetic...? lol
I’ve never been with anybody.
Whenever a girl comes lurking around my quarters I push her away and my standards for guys are way too high. Not only that but my selection is slim.
So, other than the odd fooling around with some girls along the way....I’m 100% virgin.
Furthest I’ve gone....a kiss?
Can’t believe I’m telling EVERYONE this...lol but w/e.
Anyways...I’ve been hoping to meet someone for the longest time. I want to meet a guy. I want to kiss for the first time, I wanna be loved, I want to be in a relationship...you know all that jazz.
I’m a bit of a spiritual person so I believe a lot in fate and stuff. For the longest time I have stayed patient thinking "when he comes, he will come"there’s no sense rushing out to get blown by the 3 openly gay guys I know.(whom I have no interest in what so ever!)
The opportunities are there, I’ve been confronted by a few guys but instantly I can tell, they’re not for me. Now I don’t wanna sound shallow or someone looking for ONLY one person.
I’m open to a lot of things, but I also know what I want.
So....anyways after me babbling. I’m just wondering...how did you guys meet the right guy(even if he wasn’t "the right guy", at least someone you felt comfortable with enough to be intimate with and give a chance too)
I don’t want some random guy to add me on face book and that be the story of my first love. I want it to be real.
There just doesn’t seem to be anybody around for me, and of course like most people I worry. Will I ever find someone. Are my expectation for a guy out of wack?
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOO...
I wanna meet someone, where to look (good spots) and how do I know to make the move...or fall for the guy....ect??
Basically some advice on first relationships/ just even sexual experiances...
Thanks a lot if you bothered to read all that. And thanks in advance for your advice.











