I was thinking, 'what if he gets all the way up here and I don't like it?' Thoughts like that occupied my mind for the rest of the week.
I told him that he could drive up to my place since that would probably be easier (don't have to explain anything to a roommate). That was when he brought up the idea of meeting up. So we talked to each other every day for about a week. We didn't send nude pics, at least not at first. So anyways, we continued texting and then we traded snapchat names. In fact, he had just got out of a relationship with a girl about the same time I did. He had never dated guys, only messed around a few times. He also thought of himself as a straight guy, who was just curious. Justin is two years younger than me (22) and graduated college in spring of 2014. Justin had messed around with other guys before in college. I was honest and said that I was just curious and wanted to mess around with another guy to see if I liked it or not. We exchanged photos of each other and talked about school and work, the usual get-to-know-you conversation. By now we had probably texted each other for a good 5-6 hours. Justin and I exchanged phone numbers and we continued texting each other for another couple hours. Turns out we both had the same degree, same taste in music, same this, same that - just a whole lot in common. I thought 3 hours was a long ways away, but talking couldn't hurt, so I messaged back. Just a simple, "hey man what's up" message. One day, I got a message from a guy who lived in a city about 3 hours away. I got a few messages, mainly creepy old guys wanting to get off. I didn't have my face or anything on there. So around January 2015, I decided to put up a profile on Grindr. This went on for a couple of months until finally I decided that I was going to give in to my curiosity and find out for myself if this is what I liked. Come to find out, it really turned me on. So my curiosity got the best of me and I started looking up gay porn. I had been thinking about why I got hard seeing two guys make out for a couple of days.
One night I was watching How to Get Away with Murder (comes on ABC, awesome show btw) and I saw Connor and another guy making out. I didn't go on dates or flirt with other women, I concentrated on me. So after the breakup, I took some time to focus on myself & my career. I'm not sure if it ever did feel right, but that's a whole different story. Simply put, it just didn't feel right anymore. I felt like things were stagnating and that they weren't moving in the right direction. I was the one who ended the relationship. I had been in a relationship with a girl for a little over 2.5 years until we broke up around September of 2014. All my life I've thought of myself as straight. This is all true, but I've changed his name for obvious reasons. I just wanted to share my story to see if anyone out there has experienced something similar.