Friday, August 15, 2014

The Best Nights Are Unplanned.


It's around 1am and I'm sitting in a gay bar, looking at this bro. We make eye contact a few times and I'm trying to figure out whether he was single, or even into dudes. I asked some of the people I was with if they knew who he was. None of them did.

Fast forward a few hours…

Me and this bro are standing in my kitchen hallway, hands all over each other, making out like crazy while his friend is fast asleep on my bed.


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I came across a guy on grindr, I'll call him 'American bro'. He didn't have any face photo but he did have a link to his instagram, so I checked it out. He was good looking, visiting from the US (though a native from the country I'm in now), three years younger than me, and studying philosophy. I decided to chat him up a bit and find out who he was. The conversation didn't really pick up until after about two or three days of slow, barely chatting chats. He eventually sent me his number and told me to text him, which I did.


Sunday, August 3, 2014