Very older men.

I've always had a thing for older guys, but not too old. But what's too old? That's always relative, as it would be relative what's too young if there wasn't the 18 years old rule.

Well, I met online this 59 years old guy. He had a picture of a very handsome guy, he said it was him some years ago (6-7 years ago), but he still was in good shape. married with children and the sife on a trip.

I agreed to meet him but I knew it was a mistake since I opened the door. He lloked like the guy in the picture but in a decaying condition. The rest was just the expected for a 59-60 years old. Nothing more, nothing less, except for one detail...

When he took his underware off I could glance a big thin stain on the back of the cloth. Disgusting! Specially when he sat and left a very personal mark....

Never again for very older men.

Resuming

Wow! Very busy year was 2008!

After a few months without posting finally I have some time to organize and update all this. As there are many stories to tell, I will take it easy and update what happened with all the previous guys.

Although dissapearing is a common thing before, during and after all those stories, you get used to it and learn not to take dating or cruising any seriously. Even if you find someone specially nicer, your mind starts to discard him gently, so you will not be too disappointed if he finally disappears, and will be very glad if he shows up again.

Resuming the previous, I can say this happened with:

Young cute blond guy: Saw him a few times in the chatroom we hooked up. Never again in person, or txt or calls.

Lunch guy in Surry Hills: A few texts after that always promising a new meeting. Never happened, not even by chance. He is still a frequent visitor in the chatroom.

Thom: God! It almost was a never ending story, but it had to dig into my dignity to stop. After that night when he made up a story to kick out of his (allegedly, sister's) flat, he called to meet in Oxford St., dance and go to a hotel where he had a room. As previously happened, we met, danced, and went to the hotel, but this time when thing were going just like usual I decided to do things differently, which he couldn't handle. Then he asked me to leave (at 3-4 am) which I happily did with the promise to myself of never seeing him again (again). He called several times after that, until he got me to accept to meet him again. But when I told him there wouldn't be sex, he realized things weren't the same, and called me later to cancel and tell me to call him whenever I forgive him. After some months, I think I've forgiven him but I won't forget.

Chris 1: Totally disappeared with my 120 dollars. :(

Mark: He was scary! Thankfully he's totally disappeared too.

Chris 2: Totally disappeared too. I called to his number weeks after our date and a woman picked up the phone. I wonder what happened with him. Not that I expect anything!

Chris 3: I had a little chat with him recently (more than 6 months after our meeting) but he never knew who I was. He's just doing the same as before, with some health issues. Hope he gets better, he's a nice guy after all.


Soon new stories,

Me

Chris 3

I started chatting with Chris... (Damn! Another one. Too many in Sydney. Let's call him Chris 3) about 4 months ago. It was quite friendly and even we sms each other when I was travelling, but it stopped and we restarted chatting after a few weeks.

One night he said he had the next day off from work and he wanted to do some exercise. As I was working out then, I told him to join me the next day and he accepted, surprise!

The next day we met and went to the closest park. He joined me for some minutes of jogging, but he had to stop and waited till I finished. As he waited I tried to make some company for him, we had some conversation and he even told a couple of jokes.

We went back to my place (A crappy one back then) and he decided to take a shower. He stripped his t-shirt off and went into the bathroom. I liked him physically (as much as one can like who you just meet), he seemed to be a cool guy, he was showering and would be back into my room soon... shirtless! I had to make a move, I thought.

Hence he came back into my room shirtless, I said anything, played for a second with his nipple piercing, leaned and kissed him. Big mistake! He stood there motioless and emotionless. I regretted what I just did and begged for excuses. He just said "I didn't expected it". He dressed, we said goodbye and he left.

I sent him a message excusing my behaviour once again. He replied saying it was fine, but I never got a reply again from him until last week, when I saw he was online and asked him in a message what would his reaction be if I wouldn't have kissed him, but tried to fuck him. His reply was very short and straightforward: "It would be very very much worse... for you".

Another one of my nice gay aussie experiences in Sydney!

Back on track

Many weeks have passed as well as many men.

One of the latest deceptions was Chris (Another? I guess so, a different one for sure). We started sending messages on a gay dating (cruising) website several months ago, but we never set a date. A few weeks ago he reappeared and proposed to meet for dinner.

The proposal was good. We met and went to a thai restaurant he knows, had dinner, he bought wine and went to his place for a movie. His flatmate was travelling, but now I wonder... is he really his flatmate?. Anyway, we sat cuddling in his living room to watch the movie.... well, I watched the movie, he slept. Once finished the movie, we went to his bed where we slept naked together. No sex so far.

Next morning we couldn't resist and had sex. As usual I wore a condom which I realized it broke after we both came. No dramas. And he dropped me close to Uni on his way to work. "I'll call you later tonight". It was a very nice date.

After a few days I send him an sms with no answer. Some days later I send him a different message on the dating website. I found out yesterday that he deleted his profile there.

What happened? Cumming in him scared him off that badly? Is his flatmate his boyfriend? Did he feel close to commitment after cuddling? or after offering me a job (During the dinner, an actual job)?

It was nice to meet him, even when I wasn't too excited. But as usual, I'd like to know the reason.

Definitely extremists

One of those (many) lazy days, I met Mark on the chatroom. Well..... he found me. I saw his picture but I thought he was too cute and he wouldn't pay attention to me.

BUT he opened a window for private conversation with me!!! Lucky you, I thought (yeah, right...). We chatted and agreed to meet on a busy corner in the city. That first day we couldn't meet, but a few days later we could. Just for a few minutes. He was on his way to work and had only time for a quick conversation.

I didn't like him that much after that first meeting because of his personality. Anyway he seemed to be a nice cute guy. About 10 minutes later, I received his first sms. After an hour I received about 30!!! Even he asked me to think on moving close to him so it'd be easier to meet, and take our relation to the next level....

And I thought I was quick!

I've been avoiding him for weeks, but finally he asked me if there was somebody else. It was the best chance to disappoint him! Yes, there's somebody else, I replied.... I never thought it was possible to make a scene by sms, but he did!

The most amazing thing is he is still after me, even knowing of the 'boyfriend''s existence, looking for a no-strings-fun relation.... but at the same time he says he misses me (?!).

The only thing I really hope is nobody thinks I am nearly close to him... 'coz I'm not!

Not worse... just different... too different...

Chris saw my profile and sent me a message saying that he would love to have sex with me. Loud and clear. Flattering, isn't it? He's not bad looking, so I sent a message saying that I would like to meet him sometime. Who wouldn't do that?



Nothing strange so far.



BUT, Chris replied quickly. We exchanged MSN IDs. He can travel to Sydney from Bateman's Bay if I lend him 60 bucks for gas. Or we could wait till he have money. Too pushy, too insistant... I knew he could never show up again, but I decided to bet in his favour and make the deposit. After all he send sms's like "Please forgive me. I will pay you back. I feel so bad now." I still have it, lol, like a reminder.



He showed up. Under the rain he arrived to my place and he acted charming and loving. The hours we were together were hot and charming. He made a lot of compliments, smiles and plans. Too many for such a short time. Late that night he said he had to leave and go to his friend's before she went to bed. OK. He left naming plans to do something the next day and under the rain with my umbrella.



The next day I only received this message: "Someone crashed into my car and now I am at the police station sorting out the problem. I will have to call you later sorry". I am still waiting for that call.



I've called him a couple of times since then tho. But he never says anything. He knows who's calling. He blocked my MSN 'coz he's never been online since then. He erased his profile in this website. And of course, that money is lost.



Even another guy from the same website turned out to know Chris. I told him to tell Chris to contact me, which he did. Now Chris is avoiding this other guy also.........



Go figure.







Me

About the truth

I met Thom 5 months ago and he'd turned me into his bitch and I was aware, but the last time it was ridiculous.





The first time we met he was pretty charming, we went to his favorite beach, had lunch there, then other beach and walk around. At the end of the afternoon, he took me home and there we made out. He told me he wasn't looking for a full-time relationship, which was good enough 'coz we were busy enough. Later he said that we should go to the Blue Mountains, or even weeks later he said that we should we should go to Queensland. Isn't it easier to be clear and say "I'm looking for a fuckbuddy" and keep it simple?





After that we've met 4 or 5 times, always in my place, or better in my bed. To summarize it's been a "blow'n go" everytime when I wish I'd been blown once or he have a good asset to blow, but it isn't like that.





A change was a good thing to expect, but........ Fool of me, the change arrived. One day he told me to meet him in the city (meet him in a public place?), go somewhere for a drink (a drink together??) and go to his place afterwards (HIS PLACE???). Ok, I accepted. We met really late, about 11pm, looked for a place to drink something, but he drank nothing. He looked just anxious to go to his place to... rest?





So, right after my beer, we took a taxi to go to his place, he looked for his flatmate and when he made sure he was sleeping (!) he took me into the apartment. We went into his bedroom and he started to undress. I followed. Turned the light off and the routine started again. After 5 minutes (maybe 10, ha) he came. Then I put myself together and prepared to sleep.... it was about 1 am, was quite far from my place and thought I could stay.





Suddenly, a phone rang. He spoke: Hi...... where are you?..... I'm at home....... OK, I understand..... OK, I understand........ OK..... He said he had to go to his office because he had to give access to an account from his office to other global office in Asia and he should stay till 4 am there.....





Ok, so I should go with him..... And I stood up to get dressed.





What's wrong? he asked. I'm getting dressed, I answered. No, you can stay and wait for me.





Ok, so I went back into bed.





But.., he said, I should tell my flatmate. he could freak out. You shouldn't wake him up for that. I won't leave the room, I said. But..... blah blah blah





So, the most convenient thing for me was to leave. Ok, I'll go with you. OK!, he said, you can go with me to the office.





Ok, let's go.





But..., he said, I'm not sure if the guard will let you go in. Ok, I'll go with you and I'll go to my place from your building. Your office isn't too far from my place.





But..., he said. I think it's closer if you took other way, should I call you a taxi?





WHAT? I thought. Obviously he's not going to work, he just wanted me to leave his place no matter how. I offered him the easiest way he could take if he was going to work (Going with him in the same taxi and just drop me at the end), but he clearly wasn't going out.





Did he made up the call? It's too much effort, but now I believe it. It was just the perfect timing. And after three weeks, he just hasn't showed up. He knows he did wrong, reeaally wrong. Better for me... and for him.





According to friends, it's just the repetition of previous stories from other people. Ridiculous!





Truth saves effort, time and money! His effort, our time and my money in this case. Practice it, aussies.