Sorry for the lack of updates I’ve been pretty busy doing plenty of things, one of them, dating!
For some reason my writing skills suck on daylight, but by midnight (the time I usually blog) I’m barely awake and too tired to make sense.That said, it’s past midnight, let’s try again…
Tuesday night Jeff asked me to go to his place, since he lives relatively close to mine I went, we met, we kissed, but nothing more. Despite being good looking and only 22, I was not attracted by his personality (horny chats not always match the horny) he acted like a grandpa, too sober and not fun… I was bored! I didn’t really stay too long. By the time I was about to leave, he was already horny touching my private parts.
Although I let him kiss me, it was a kiss goodbye. Someone who doesn’t turn me on the first time won’t turn me on at all. Simple as that.
Wednesday Randy wanted to fuck me, but I had a date with Sébastien.
And there was Sébastien…“Je regrette ne pas t’avoir rencontré avant” (I regret not having met you before) was the first thing he said.
Sébastien was very sweet, very attractive, very interesting, fun, and very into me. The whole night he showered me with compliments and talked in plural (including me in his future activities and plans,) while I just listened cynical to his enthusiasm.
At some point he asked me when was the last time I went out? And when I answered he said “Je vais m’occuper de toi, tu ne seras plus seul” (I’m gonna take care of you, you won’t be alone anymore…) Giving me a hopeless flashback of last years’ summer when walking down the hill of the Mont Royal, Xavier grabbed my hand and also said to me “You’re not alone anymore.”
Later on we lost our clothes and there was plenty of tongue, but no intercourse.
Sébastien in bed was nice, but pretty vanilla. And even though we were very comfortable together, it was too early for me to ask him more aggressiveness and freak him out. But soon he’ll know I like it rough.
I like Sébastien a lot, and I like the fact that at his 25 he has already experienced an intense life (marriage and divorce included). I’m not saying he’s settle, but he’s not on a journey of self-discovering like most younger guys. He seems to know what works for him.
By the end of the night, he asked me to spend the weekend together and I accepted. I guess only then I’ll see how serious he want us to be.
But in the waiting, I’m fucking with Randy tonight.
Because if there’s one thing I learnt is that you cannot believe in men.