The pattern continues

Preparing for a venting post. I'm experiencing a bit of emotional whiplash at the moment. It's been a good month up until now, I swear! Ha ha.

Let me start at the beginning. A guy messaged me on Grindr a few weeks ago. Young guy, only 22. But cute, and with a nice profile. We chat a bit, and he seems really friendly and interested in talking with me. He asks me what I'm looking for, and I say "meeting new people for friends and dates," and he says the same. Turns out we share some common interests and he lives really close to my work, so we agree to meet up. My usual dating range is 5 years on either side of my age, but I figured why not? The guy seems nice.

I met up with him after work last week, and we had a great time. Really nice guy, and we got along well. I kissed him at the end of the date, and we made out and cuddled a bit in my car. The next day he texted me, expressing his interest in seeing me again.

Cut to this past Saturday. We meet up and go to a shopping center. Our chemistry is great, and we even walk around holding hands, which I've only done with a handful of guys. I suggest we ride a nearby ferris wheel, so we do. It's a very romantic ride, and we kiss some more as it goes around. We then grab drinks at a nearby bar and talk for quite a while.

Back to my car, where we make out for quite a while, and cuddle. He says that it's okay if my hands wander a bit lower, so I graze down there a bit. Still, since this is only our second date I don't want to go too far, but I do what I'm comfortable with. After a while it's late, so I drive him over to his car and we part ways. I make it clear that I look forward to seeing him again. We both seem to have had a great time. There was never a lull in the conversation or an awkward moment.

This time, no text the next day, but I think nothing of it. Monday comes around and I texted him, asking how the rest of his weekend was. No answer. 

Tuesday: nothing.

Wednesday: nothing. I texted him to say I hope he's doing well, and that I hope to see him again soon. No answer.

Aaaand now the ruminations start. As while I keep trying to give him the benefit of the doubt (maybe he's busy, maybe he's having phone trouble, etc), as time goes on it is seeming more and more like he is giving me the cold shoulder.

Personally, not responding to a text is one of my pet peeves. I think it is hugely disrespectful. The last guy to give me the silent treatment was "the guy who cooked for me", the summer crush who went away for two months and came back with no interest in meeting up again. I tried to keep in touch and he stopped responding after showing interest at first in hanging out again (and that guy stated in his Tinder profile that non-responders are one of HIS pet-peeves!)

I'm trying to buffer my disappointment, but each time it gets a little harder. Could it really be because I didn't take him back to my place? Could two awesome dates with great chemistry really mean nothing if he didn't get laid? Was it the same story with the guy from the summer (in that case it was three great dates). 

Is it so wrong for me to want to get to know a guy a bit (a bit meaning more than just two dates) before jumping into the bedroom? And if that's not what's going on, then what the hell could it be?

I need advice. Do you expect sex within the first 2-3 dates? If you really had a good time with a guy but you didn't end up in bed together after making out, would you take that to me a lack of sexual chemistry, or lack of interest on his part?

I really wish I knew what I was doing wrong. In 2013 and 2014 it was easy to blame my failures on still recovering from heartbreak. But all these disappointments in 2015 suggest there's something else going on. And I'd love it to be something I can fix, rather than something about me (i.e., not quick enough into the bedroom). 

Maybe I was right not to date guys in their early 20s. Even if they seem mature, maybe they really are just about sex.

But I'll keep chugging. Because that's all I can do.

Hopefully I'll update this in a few days with a "False Alarm! He was just busy and I got all bent out of shape for nothing!" post. But going off of past experience . . . I'm not holding my breath.

Gaybor Day Weekend

I had a really awesome Labor Day Weekend.

A friend from the past drove up from San Diego to spend it with me . . . it was my friend Ron, who I first met back in 2013. I hadn't seen him since I was last in San Diego in July 2014.

Ron is one of my favorite guys that I have dated. It was mostly the combination of the distance between us and his busy schedule that put the kabosh on us dating before. I still think about him periodically. Well, this weekend he came up and we did an LA weekend together. It was awesome, but it also kind of cemented us as just-friends.

We spent a lot of time with my cousin Roger, who is very comfortable being out and about by now. In fact, he got quite a bit of action over the weekend. First, he spent the night in a hotel room with Ron's flamboyant friend. Then he had a random guy come up to him at a bar in West Hollywood, and before you knew it they were kissing. The guy was really cute too!

Ron and I went shopping for clothes, which was nice. I got some new shirts, some dark jeans, and some new shoes. I hate clothes shopping, especially alone, so it was really nice to have someone there to provide advice.

We went out to the bars in West Hollywood two nights in a row, and stayed out quite late both nights. One night several of my friends met up with us, including El Genio from the blogs. It was so nice seeing him again!

The highlight of the weekend, and also the most emotionally complex experience, was when Ron and I met up with Thomas. Thomas, as you may recall, is the latest guy I had strong feelings for who friend zoned me. The three of us had a board game night, which was insanely fun. It also was, I noticed at one point, me hanging out with the two guys who I was most interested in dating over the past several years.

They are such cool guys and good friends. I just wish I could date one of them. Ron is pretty much out of the question now, as I opened up to him on the drive home from LA about my lingering feelings for Thomas. That and he is about twice as far away as Thomas is.

Thomas frustrates me. We get along SO well, we have so many things in common, and he is so frickin' attractive to me! But he ended things, and the last time I continued to pursue a guy after I was friend zoned . . . well, I did have my first relationship. But ultimately I got my heart broken. I like Thomas so much that I don't want to risk losing him as a friend. At the same time, I like him so much more than ever single other guy I've dated in the past several years! I guess the most aggravating thing is that we went out for two months, and he seemed legitimately interested at the beginning. So, I feel like I had a chance and blew it, which can feel worse than having never had a chance at all.

I am determined to pursue the friendship, because I really do feel like it would be a shame to lose him as a friend. At the same time, I'm conflicted about whether I should ever admit my feelings or just try to grow out of them.

I think what I need to work on is upping my flirtation game when dating. I know sexual energy doesn't come naturally to me, but I'm gonna have to learn to at least fake it somewhat if I want to stop getting friend zoned left and right. The next time a Thomas comes around, I don't want to miss my chance.

The Catfish Saga

So you know that weird muscle guy who was lecturing me about being shallow on Grindr? Things got weirder.

For the purposes of this story I'm going to use two pseudonyms to differentiate between the parties involved. Muscle Guy is the Grindr profile. Manny is the guy that I went out on three dates with that Muscle Guy claimed to have seen me with.

My first interaction with Muscle Guy was after Date 2 with Manny. That was the interaction I talked about in the last entry. Muscle Guy seemed to really be keen on convincing me to continue dating Manny, as well as lecturing me about the folly of dating for physical attraction. To the point where I thought, "What if this is actually Manny himself, and he's testing me to see how I act if an attractive guy messages me?"

However Manny seemed like a stand-up guy in person, so I banished those thoughts. Muscle Guy didn't show up again until about a week later . . .

On the same day that Manny had asked me to Date 3. A couple hours before the date I check Grindr and Muscle Guy messages me. Immediately he wants to know what I'm doing that night. I tell him I have dinner plans and he asks me to bail on them and go out with him instead. I tell him I can't. He asks me if my plans are a date or with a friend . . . I don't answer.

Date 3: My roommate suggests I check Grindr in the restaurant parking lot to see if Muscle Guy is close by (which would suggest he is really Manny). I do . . . and his profile has vanished, as well as our previous conversation. Weird.

I have an okay time with Manny, but several things bother me (in addition to my suspicion of a connection to Muscle Guy), including his refusal to let me pay for my dinner (he already paid for the first two dates, and I don't like being overly doted upon). He literally throws my credit card on the ground when I offer it. After dinner I tell him that I'm not really feeling the romantic energy between us. He is disappointed and immediately assumes it is about physical attraction. He talks about how members of his family that have very good long-term relationships did not base them on physical attraction.

While physical attraction was indeed an issue, I recognize that its not everything (that's why I gave it three dates). But at that point I just wasn't feeling enough of a connection. He took it well, or at least seemed to.

Later that night, Muscle Guy reappears and hits me up on Grindr, asking how dinner was. He then asks me if I'm still with "That guy," meaning Manny. I ask him how come. He responds "How come??" I answer, I just want to know why you're asking. He says, "I just don't want to be a hindrance." After I tell him I'm not seeing Manny anymore he asks what happened, so he knows if he "has a chance," but I decline to go into it.

Now I'm getting really suspicious and am pretty darn certain that Muscle Guy is really Manny himself, or at least a friend. I reverse image search the photos he sent, and it turns out they belong to a fitness model slash gay porn star.

A ha! Gotcha! Well maybe . . . I Facebook search the real model and it turns out . . . wait for it . . . he's friends with Manny on Facebook!

I try to play along to catch him in a lie. At one strange point in the conversation Muscle Guy dismisses himself to check on his "friend" who he is supposedly staying with while in town. Said "friend" is acting all depressed and annoying, he says. When he returns, he claims that his friend's mood is due to having had an "asshole date." 

I wrap up the convo with Muscle Guy, who I am at this point 100% sure is catfishing me, and I'm 90% sure it's Manny himself (the real model lives abroad). 

The only lingering questions: did Manny really think he was being sneaky? Also, what was all of Manny's emphasis on honesty in our conversations if he's impersonating one of his FB friends to "test" the guys he goes on dates with? Weeeeeird. 

Anyways, that was my experience with a catfish. I was so creeped out during that whole time. I hope the above made sense. If it comes across as confusing, well join the club! Let me know what you think about it, and if you feel (as I do) that the evidence points to Muscle Guy and Manny being one and the same.