I constantly marvel at the fact that at any given time, around the clock and around the world there are endless hoards of us men walking around slightly dissatisfied with an itchy, half-swollen dick who wish they could run into a another soul in the same condition to have a quick jerk with..
Like, I mean, we're just everywhere, all the time. We pass each other walking down the street, wandering through Home Depot, on the bus, pumping gas, absolutely everywhere and in need of relief. Yet it always seems to be a bridge too far for any two of us to just reach out and make a simple pact to pull out our dicks for an innocent jerk together. It should be like scratching each other's back, –oh wait, two men don't even ask each other for that –out of fear that it might lead to unusual thoughts and awkward tents in our pants.
–Oh, the lions and tigers and bears of it all!
Why does this simple thing seem like such an impossible minefield when it's so completely universal?
Well, at least now men have a place to raise this sort of Mark Twain-type ubiquitous dilemma, whereas we didn't even have that just a few years ago, did we?
Hmmm... maybe that's why I was always trying to round those monkeys up when they'd just off and disappear??
Around every corner! Damn, I hope!
...It would be interesting –and maybe helpful to others– to read exactly how you managed to make initial contact with this guy.
I think it's a universal fear of rejection or possibly being viewed as unmanly
You bring up a very good point
My own success with getting someone to go beyond hot online fantasizing to hands-all-over touch has been less than stellar. I get the feeling that many guys NEVER (or rarely) make it past the digital phase and just periodically siphon off a load alone to text-flirt and images. Maybe you don't even know that as you were still warming up, the dude just lost his wad on the floor. Maybe the dude vows to actually meet a guy in person next time, but ends up repeating the same routine when the sperm builds back up, because it's just so much easier than all the hassle of finding clean socks, the awkwardness if the guy has bad breath or weird teeth, so they just never get around to the in-the-flesh part... and get used to making do with digital.
Those in-person nods and glances lead to cliff-diving thrills: flight from, or a deep gulp into real body-parts-all-over-each-other physical contact. But maybe these days that's all.... a bit too much?
Everything in its own time, I guess.
But be sure that you take some risks, reach out and MAKE those times in YOUR life because we can't to do all those wild things forever.
..And I feel your pain, hot sinnerman, covid has basically put my sex life in mothballs, too.
Men in Arizona are more closeted, family-bound or naive, or else they leave the state for more gay-friendly locales.
Cruising spots are few and far between and for months on end it's too hot to stay outside to cruise an area on the off chance.
So, yeah, a lot of the problem is where I chose to retire.. Life's cheaper here, but I regret the move and would not recommend AZ to any gay or bi man who is used to easily getting a bit of m2m action.
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