The One that Got Away

[rareboy]

I don't recall if we've ever done this thread and am too lazy to try to find it...but every one of us probably has the stroy in the past of the one that got away.

Mine are legion.

From the guy in HS on the football team that I was terrified to let know how I felt, the classmate in Uni, the one night stand while travelling on business when I was in my 20's, the guy in the bar that I left because I was already infatuated but not looking for anything and ran from it and after I was partnered, the guy who was an impossibility because I would never cheat.

Who is the man in your diary? And why did he escape the net?

 

[LeicsDom]

Several at college, unfortunately
Looking back at least two of them were inclined to hand it to me on a plate

 

[USEDCAR]

Tons of times two situations come to mind thinking about this.

One was High School became friends with this guy in computer class and we would just act silly and he used to play with my hands or try to flirt. He wanted to be friends and i never gave him a chance,

Many years ago i think in 2011 this guy cute red head guy. He would comment on my posts and we chat here and there he asked to hang out and grab lunch. I never responded to his message and i bashed my head for not hanging out with him.

 

[Rickrock]

There was a guy in college who probably wanted to get with me, but I was in the closet and not comfortable with the situation the time or two when he might have wanted to. There was another time when a guy approached me as I was leaving a bar and asked for a ride. He had come with his friend and they had separated. I took him to his friend's house, but I had the impression that if I had offered to take him to my apartment, he would have come.

 

[m1thousand]

His name is (I dont know if I should say it . . . it rhymes with the word 'rock', starts with the letter J)

I used ti see him alot on the West End (in Vancouver)
On the first day of Vancouver's Expo '86, I was sitting at the back of the bus and he and 2 friends came onto the bus. He sat next to me. [That should have been when I made my move]
I put an ad in 'missed connections' of the local newspaper. I never heard anything back.
I would see him in the West End but neither of us would approach the other. I could tell that he liked me just as much as I liked him.
THEN !!!! I saw him riding his bike around the seawall and I rode crazy to catch up with him. The first thing he said to me was "I saw your ad in the newspaper". I thought "why didnt you respond!!". He forgot if he had. We rode and talked around the seawall.
I tried to 'fin - a - gel' my way into his building but that didnt happen.
Long story short. I would see him and when I wanted to go to his place or come to my place, he would tell me "I'm a jerk".
I moved out of Vancouver in 1994.
On the eve of days of the Vancouver Olympics, I called him. He said "blondie" was his nickname for me. We talked and if you know how long the Vancouver Olympics was, that was the last time there was any contact.
He's my Prince Charming. There are no other mn that I want. I just want him but I havent done anything about it.
I know his mailing address and I have thought of writing to him and confessing my undying love for him.
He might have a boyfriend, he might not.
One night, I got into his building and I left roses at hi doorstep. I could hear that he was watching 'The Dating Game' and I just thought to myself that we could be watching it together.
I really do think I will write him.
I was friendly with porn star Billy Herrington (photo below) on the internet. Billy's son had the same birthday as me. Billy was killed in a car crash and that makes me think I should write 'rhymes with rock' because tomorrow could be too late.

Billy was on Love Connection

 

[TheLoveableLoner]

He doesn't exist. I rarely feel compelled to be with someone other than sexually mainly because my personality is weird and finding someone that I can connect with is an extreme rarity.

 

[Charon]

This one twunk at my local gym, moved to another gym before I could sneak pics/vids of him, or track down one of his social media profiles.

 

[Tosk224]

He didn’t…I married him last October.

 

[NotHardUp1]

In hindsight, Kelly may have been the one. He was best friends with David, the guy I posted about in the crush thread.

He was olive-skinned, had longish hair, was a pre-med major, and was in a band. He was in the honors program, as was I, and we had to share a bed on a trip the group took to Dallas to see a museum. We shared the room with a senior (we were sophomores), and he took the other bed. Both he and Kelly came in late, after drinking, and I was already abed. Kelly got in with me and with in minutes was pressing a hard dick in my back and then tried a reach-around. After a couple of turns and flops, I got up and went outside.

It wasn't the right time or place to lose my virginity, and I wasn't ready to be gay yet. I still don't want to have sex in front of a stranger, who may or may not be asleep, but I regret not considering dating Kelly. He was a nice guy, even if we were pretty different.

I have a thing for olive-skinned guys. A former member here is half-Mexican and half-Lebanese, and he still melts my butter, at least in dreams.

 

[Alistair]

I’m the one that got away.

 

[rareboy]

Well served sir. Well served.

And hopefully the other party will wallow in regret for losing you.

 

[cabinfever]

There were quite a few I wanted or who wanted me but one or the other of us gave it a pass for which I am grateful because I got the right guy for me so I am thankful I was available.