04-20-2012, 07:36 PM
Well after protesting for so long saying "oh no I'm a good boy, I'll never do online dating or a hook up, I'll never be a dirty boy". Well I went out and did it for the 6th time and had somewhat of a from hell experience which I could never have foreseen.
Basically I went online to a very famous gay dating / hook up website and looked for some man candy and well I didn't half find it. We hit it off he seemed charming online, he was a professional guy, he had a degree in environmental management and from his profile picture he looked wow, perfect teeth, perfect hair, perfect everywhere and he knew how to dress. He looked like one of those guys who advertise the expensive aftershaves and designer clothes you see in magazines and wow he was interested in me. He was definitely the finest specimen of man a young lad like me could find. He sent me some quite nice pictures of himself some with his shirt off and wow it definitely got my attention. And trust me he was yummy. Well after talking for a few days and getting to know each other we decided on a meet for something to eat and some "other activities" ;-) and this happened today as Friday is my day off from all of the university work.
We met in town and he looked in person just as amazing as his pictures and he was a genuine friendly guy and we had a look round town, went to the shops and I bought some new clothes (which I looked amazing in due to my recent life makeover phase). He complemented me and was a perfect gent and it made me actually feel good about myself and made me think 'wow I can really attract this caliber of guy and I don't have to settle for anything less than the best'. We had lunch, we went halves on the meal, he had a beer and I just had a sprite as I don't drink and everything went swimmingly and he suggested we went to his place for some 'adult entertainment' which I was ore than up for hehe. So we got back to his place and things ensued, there was sex in the air, and things progressed amazingly. Jesus Christ the man was perfect in every sense, and he was hung, I swear it was dragging along the floor! Lol
Well after a couple of hours and having sex like 6 times and finishing up for the 7th time in mid stroke, the bedroom door flung open and all you could here was some woman screaming, like "ahhhhhhh" I burst out laughing at first, I don't know whether it was out of nervousness. Then it all came to a head . . . . . The bastard was engaged. The poor lass was in hysterics and he was saying he was sorry and I was there in the middle of it unaware, in my nakedness, nob out and everything while this guy was bursting into tears and his fiancé was screaming like a banshee. Then she rounded on me calling me a home wrecker and that's when I lost it and said, "excuse you pet, I had no idea, your boyfriend posted a profile on a known gay website saying he was single and was wanting dates and 'fun' and your calling me the home wrecker. Look at him because he may have been with more than me and he obviously likes some of the old sausage rather than what you have to offer." I don't know why but I just felt angry with her, at that moment more than him I couldn't explain it. Well I then left literally with my tail between my legs. It was definitely a from hell experience.I just feel terrible about this experience and I genuinely didn't know about their situation, if there is one thing I can think is maybe it was better that she found out after years of marriage.
I dunno it's kind of put doubts in myself and my behaviour as of late because I don't know if this newfound confidence I've found with my life makeover is a good thing. I've found this other side of myself from the quiet mild mannered geeky guy who nobody has never noticed. Now that I've made changes to myself, I attract attention, good attention, men talk to me, they tell me how good looking I am and the truth is Im not. But it's confusing how I can be so shy in some aspects then all of a sudden just flip into such a confident person, and into a proper Sex Panther, it's scary but makes me giggle. Arrgh it's just all a bit confusing lol.
Basically I went online to a very famous gay dating / hook up website and looked for some man candy and well I didn't half find it. We hit it off he seemed charming online, he was a professional guy, he had a degree in environmental management and from his profile picture he looked wow, perfect teeth, perfect hair, perfect everywhere and he knew how to dress. He looked like one of those guys who advertise the expensive aftershaves and designer clothes you see in magazines and wow he was interested in me. He was definitely the finest specimen of man a young lad like me could find. He sent me some quite nice pictures of himself some with his shirt off and wow it definitely got my attention. And trust me he was yummy. Well after talking for a few days and getting to know each other we decided on a meet for something to eat and some "other activities" ;-) and this happened today as Friday is my day off from all of the university work.
We met in town and he looked in person just as amazing as his pictures and he was a genuine friendly guy and we had a look round town, went to the shops and I bought some new clothes (which I looked amazing in due to my recent life makeover phase). He complemented me and was a perfect gent and it made me actually feel good about myself and made me think 'wow I can really attract this caliber of guy and I don't have to settle for anything less than the best'. We had lunch, we went halves on the meal, he had a beer and I just had a sprite as I don't drink and everything went swimmingly and he suggested we went to his place for some 'adult entertainment' which I was ore than up for hehe. So we got back to his place and things ensued, there was sex in the air, and things progressed amazingly. Jesus Christ the man was perfect in every sense, and he was hung, I swear it was dragging along the floor! Lol
Well after a couple of hours and having sex like 6 times and finishing up for the 7th time in mid stroke, the bedroom door flung open and all you could here was some woman screaming, like "ahhhhhhh" I burst out laughing at first, I don't know whether it was out of nervousness. Then it all came to a head . . . . . The bastard was engaged. The poor lass was in hysterics and he was saying he was sorry and I was there in the middle of it unaware, in my nakedness, nob out and everything while this guy was bursting into tears and his fiancé was screaming like a banshee. Then she rounded on me calling me a home wrecker and that's when I lost it and said, "excuse you pet, I had no idea, your boyfriend posted a profile on a known gay website saying he was single and was wanting dates and 'fun' and your calling me the home wrecker. Look at him because he may have been with more than me and he obviously likes some of the old sausage rather than what you have to offer." I don't know why but I just felt angry with her, at that moment more than him I couldn't explain it. Well I then left literally with my tail between my legs. It was definitely a from hell experience.I just feel terrible about this experience and I genuinely didn't know about their situation, if there is one thing I can think is maybe it was better that she found out after years of marriage.
I dunno it's kind of put doubts in myself and my behaviour as of late because I don't know if this newfound confidence I've found with my life makeover is a good thing. I've found this other side of myself from the quiet mild mannered geeky guy who nobody has never noticed. Now that I've made changes to myself, I attract attention, good attention, men talk to me, they tell me how good looking I am and the truth is Im not. But it's confusing how I can be so shy in some aspects then all of a sudden just flip into such a confident person, and into a proper Sex Panther, it's scary but makes me giggle. Arrgh it's just all a bit confusing lol.