Last Saturday night after the bar closed, I was walking around waiting to be sober enough to drive. Boy was I GONE! This man came up asking me how to get to some street corner and I tried to explain it to him. He then told me how he was drunk and did not know the area well and he would give me 20 dollars to take him there. Well my car was parked in that area anyway so I told him to just follow me. As we walked and I listened to him talk, I started thinking “This man is FLAMING!!” I took him to the street corner and pointed to the only parking lot around there. I told him that I was going to my car now. He begged me to stay there with him, but I declined. He thanked me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. YUK! And what the hell happend to my 20 bucks??
Now the thing is, every time I tell this story, I hear “Did you kick his ass?!?” or “So did you beat the shit out of him?” WTF is up with that? The guy was gay and attracted to me… am I supposed to punish him for this? It is not like he did anything deviant. I am secure enough with myself to know that one guy kissing me on the cheek is not going to ‘make me gay’ or anything. I just told him to have a good night and walked to my car-scrubbing the wetness off my face. I had never been in a situation like that before. I think I handled it well. I did not freak out or go nuts or anything.
As one of my friends once stated: “You’re not a man until you’ve tried one.”
Seriously, in a close-knit circle of friends someone got the bright idea that any “double” roll of the dice when playing backgammon entitled the player to a kiss - normally only enforced when playing mixed-sex.
But after seeing the attention it got when I and another guy - both a bit drunk - kissed in a bar (chastely on the lips, no tongue), we of course made it our standard MO for a couple of weeks. It ceartainly stops & then kickstarts conversations.
Don’t sweat it Bear, I got the same reactions from people I knew, when a guy tried to pick me up in the supermarket a couple of weeks ago. Hell I just took it as a compliment.
Hey Spiney Norman, what happens when you roll acey-duecy?
He is a cutie though, isn’t he? And he lives about 2 minutes from me. And I have been out with him THREE times.
