Don't get me wrong... I love summer. I had a great summer. I met a guy and dated over the summer.
It was my first dating experience while somewhat out of the closet in my new environment. Most gay guys are on
We met up that night at a sports bar. I wasn't looking for just sex... I was looking for someone who was more than a hookup. When we met I found out that he was a senior in college and had just come out of the closet. In his pics he looked pretty masculine but in person he acted a little too feminine for what I was used too.
We still had beers and talked about college basketball, which he was a big fan of. He also liked the WNBA. Not that there is anything wrong with that but I mean come on... WNBA. I promised myself that I would be more open to guys that aren't exactly the quarterback next door who loves playing fantasy football.
We walked to our cars at the end of the night and he asked if I wanted to come back to his apartment. I did.
As we were making out I asserted myself and took control of the night. I started to feel up his body and felt a body that had been toned over the summer. He has a swimmer build with a little bit of meat on his bones. He is not skinny but he is athletic but not the built athletic jock guys that I am usually attracted to.
For the rest of the summer we hooked up on and off. Mostly late night hookups after the bar. I last saw him before labor day. He took off for a semester in New York.