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"The One That Got Away"
- Thread starter NineOfClubs
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Iudicium86
On the Prowl
Well, I'm with a wonderful guy right now and we plan to be together for a very long time. I'm over my last boyfriend and we're still good friends. But there's been times I kinda wish me and him were still together, provided things went differently and I had never met the guy I'm with now, cuz I do love him more.
But that Irish cutie will always be my 'one that got away'. lol
But that Irish cutie will always be my 'one that got away'. lol
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When I was 18, I worked with this super cute dude, Daniel. He had one of those mischievous smiles that was a borderline smirk. Close-cropped brown hair. I'll never forget the shape of his thick eyebrows, his intense blue eyes. Or how sometimes if his shirt collar tugged the right way you could see his chest hair. He had a cute butt. More than cute. He had an ass nations would go to war over, haha!
He was completely out, I was still a scared kid in the closet trying to find his way. We worked together for 5 or 6 months before I went to college. I always wondered what could have been, because there was something unmistakable between us. We both felt it. Looking back, I know he was disappointed I didn't pursue it.
Fast forward a couple years and I meet Daniel at a gay bar. We went to an isolated area of the club and sat side-by-side, catching up. I remember feeling the warmth of his body next to me, people walking by us. We had a blast just sitting there, talking. He had an intense crush on me but respectfully kept his distance because I wasn't out at work. But Daniel was moving to Ontario next week. We kissed, exchanged numbers, and made plans to hang out together. (What an amazing kisser btw, he would slowly run his tongue on my lips, his warm breath in my ear. No guy since compares)
Later that week we met at his friends place and I remember it felt kinda somber or something. We made out in the kitchen, then went to the yard and kissed under the stars. And I definitely would have had a piece of DAT ASS if his cockblocking hag didn't insist on us watching a movie with her. And it was Scary Movie, I had already seen it like a dozen times by then. I was just like ugh. Kisses and a bit of hot groping were as far as it went, sadly.
So we exchanged addresses and phone numbers. He left. I was young and ignorant and I wish that I had known then that Daniel and I could have been something really special together. The chemistry between us was insane and I've never felt that connection with any man since. I can't even remember his last name, and in the era of social networking it would really help to get back in touch. Just for shits-and-giggles.
Anyways, that was my one that got away.
He was completely out, I was still a scared kid in the closet trying to find his way. We worked together for 5 or 6 months before I went to college. I always wondered what could have been, because there was something unmistakable between us. We both felt it. Looking back, I know he was disappointed I didn't pursue it.
Fast forward a couple years and I meet Daniel at a gay bar. We went to an isolated area of the club and sat side-by-side, catching up. I remember feeling the warmth of his body next to me, people walking by us. We had a blast just sitting there, talking. He had an intense crush on me but respectfully kept his distance because I wasn't out at work. But Daniel was moving to Ontario next week. We kissed, exchanged numbers, and made plans to hang out together. (What an amazing kisser btw, he would slowly run his tongue on my lips, his warm breath in my ear. No guy since compares)
Later that week we met at his friends place and I remember it felt kinda somber or something. We made out in the kitchen, then went to the yard and kissed under the stars. And I definitely would have had a piece of DAT ASS if his cockblocking hag didn't insist on us watching a movie with her. And it was Scary Movie, I had already seen it like a dozen times by then. I was just like ugh. Kisses and a bit of hot groping were as far as it went, sadly.
So we exchanged addresses and phone numbers. He left. I was young and ignorant and I wish that I had known then that Daniel and I could have been something really special together. The chemistry between us was insane and I've never felt that connection with any man since. I can't even remember his last name, and in the era of social networking it would really help to get back in touch. Just for shits-and-giggles.
Anyways, that was my one that got away.