Laidbackdudeixi
Aug 16, 2012, 4:36 AM
I have been thinking about writing this for a few days but haven't really been able to sit down and collect my thoughts. I don't know if I need advice or just to get this out on "paper" and get some thoughts on it.
I am a 31 year old male, "closeted" bi guy. Artistic type.
So I work in a highly public arena and recently had a 4 mo layover in a midwestern town. Befriended a number of people in the time I was there, most significantly a 23 year old guy who, just before I left town, confessed to having had a longterm crush on me.
Literally hadn't said more than 10 words to me in at a time in the interactions we'd had.
Well, I'd of course noticed him the first time I saw him and hadn't thought there was a snowball's chance in hell of anything actually happening...
Well, after he made his confession, I thanked him and was in the process of sending him on his way (what the fuck was I thinking?) when I finally decided... HEY, this doesn't happen every day.
Well, I invited him to my place. We spent the night making out, cuddling, blowing each other.
The following day I was so taken by the whole situation I couldn't bring myself to depart as planned so I delayed my flight.
We spent the evening walking around town doing things I could not have imagined us doing.
He took me to a riverside barge where we watched the moonrise, held my hand, told me about his longstanding attraction to me...
We ended up back at his place, where he served me food, we listened to music in his apartment, lots more making out and oral... slept in his cramped "Urban Outfitters" styled loft apt.
Well, we woke up, spent the morning entangled in bed... kissing... Until I finally had to take off. 2 nights together and I hate to say it but I'm smitten.
Absolutely smitten with this kid. It makes no sense. We swapped address info, had a pretty long phone conversation that resulted in us both saying a bit much too soon about the connection we felt, but here I am a week after the fact and I just dont know what to do.
We live different lives, in different places. I'm 7 yrs his senior, but keeping thinking if he had enough of a crush to tell me he was interested and we had those two nights together, there could be hope for more...?
The rational side of me says it was a fling. Let it go. The irrational side bought the kid a birthday present (an anthology of poetry) and is mailing it to him tomorrow.Why do I feel like an idiot?
I am a 31 year old male, "closeted" bi guy. Artistic type.
So I work in a highly public arena and recently had a 4 mo layover in a midwestern town. Befriended a number of people in the time I was there, most significantly a 23 year old guy who, just before I left town, confessed to having had a longterm crush on me.
Literally hadn't said more than 10 words to me in at a time in the interactions we'd had.
Well, I'd of course noticed him the first time I saw him and hadn't thought there was a snowball's chance in hell of anything actually happening...
Well, after he made his confession, I thanked him and was in the process of sending him on his way (what the fuck was I thinking?) when I finally decided... HEY, this doesn't happen every day.
Well, I invited him to my place. We spent the night making out, cuddling, blowing each other.
The following day I was so taken by the whole situation I couldn't bring myself to depart as planned so I delayed my flight.
We spent the evening walking around town doing things I could not have imagined us doing.
He took me to a riverside barge where we watched the moonrise, held my hand, told me about his longstanding attraction to me...
We ended up back at his place, where he served me food, we listened to music in his apartment, lots more making out and oral... slept in his cramped "Urban Outfitters" styled loft apt.
Well, we woke up, spent the morning entangled in bed... kissing... Until I finally had to take off. 2 nights together and I hate to say it but I'm smitten.
Absolutely smitten with this kid. It makes no sense. We swapped address info, had a pretty long phone conversation that resulted in us both saying a bit much too soon about the connection we felt, but here I am a week after the fact and I just dont know what to do.
We live different lives, in different places. I'm 7 yrs his senior, but keeping thinking if he had enough of a crush to tell me he was interested and we had those two nights together, there could be hope for more...?
The rational side of me says it was a fling. Let it go. The irrational side bought the kid a birthday present (an anthology of poetry) and is mailing it to him tomorrow.Why do I feel like an idiot?