This is a fictional story about a guy I know. Kevin. He lives on the west coast and is one if the hottest men I had ever met. Now we have not officially met in person, yet we have chatted online dir quite some time. So this story is pure fiction. All I know is if he gave me a chance to jump his very hit bones I would gladly do so.
So here is to you my friend Kevin.
My Friend Kevin (7) A Cold Shoulder...
... After the smouldering sex Kevin and I had had that week several weeks back, I assumed we were closer. That there was something between us. Even at the first contact and meet. I mean we had sex after all. But it was then after that that his communication and response to me went cold. Ice cold. I sent him multiple messages just to say hi, and to see how he was. But I got either no response or a feeble. 'talk to ya later' (that never happened). And this went on for several weeks now. At first I just figured he was busy. But then it became clearer that he had no interest in communication. That Kevin just hooked up with me to place another notch on his belt of sexual conquest. Then he moved on It pissed me off beside hurting me. For I thought we did have something between us. The sex was awesome, but there was a connection. I know I felt it.
"Fucker!" I finally cursed "Just a fucking player."
I then sent him a scathing email to the contact info he had given me. Telling him how shitty it was that he played me to get sex. And what I thought of the type of person he was.
"One day this will happen to you Kevin" I ended it "Karma is a bitch asshole"
Then I sent it. Not expecting a response as I figured he did not care if he was just playing around. But he replied back, and not by email either. Kevin called me. And he was pissed. Telling me that he assumed we were just friends and decided to play around. That he thought he made it clear he was not looking for anything serious. That he was certain he told me this. And how shitty it was of me to attack him in such a way. The ending with a 'fuck off' and the he blocked me from any further communication. of which after this I was good with. Huffed out an 'asshole' after it
"I was stupid to fall for a pretty face" I said to myself "Self serving narcissist"
Then I went about and back to my life. Promising no more abrupt hook ups. It was not what I was about. I wanted something serious. Something not many gay guys were in to nowadays. But after a few more failed connections. Other guys I thought were cool at first chat, but then quickly showing their colours I decided to swear off men and relationships entirely. That I would just be alone rather than with 'bad company' (as my mom used to say). I could just focus on my career and make something better of myself. Closing out of all the dating sites I was on. And getting away from those hook ups. Tending to just me. And for a while it worked. I moved up in positions, I was exercising more, taking personal vacations to places I wanted to be and just hanging out with friends that were fun to be with. No relationship complications to worry about. But below was the underlying feeling of the loneliness in my life. Even with all my boasts and talk of staying safe my staying alone. All my brags about how good things were on my own, deep down I did miss the connection with someone else, the touch of someone. Hell I needed the touch of someone. And as it had now been 2 years alone and unsexed I was horny as all get out. And the internet was just not doing it anymore.
"I gotta find a man" I said to myself "I need to find a man"
So I broke down and restarted a profile in some of the dating apps again. Going back to the 'swipes' and 'pokes' and 'likes' of them. Meeting guys online again in hopes of maybe, just maybe finally funding that rare gemstone of a guy. But alas it was just the same of the old shit. And again I was getting aggravated by it. Why was everyone just into the hook ups.
"What the fuck is wrong with people" I huffed "I am never gonna find Mr right this way".
So again I closed down the sites. Or at least I thought I did. But it was through this and one site I forgot about that I received a note from Kevin...
To be continued