How did you meet and fall in love?

[TheRob]

I really can't tell my story because we met here. There is no way in hell I'm telling anyone I met my bf on a penis site. I wish I had some romantic story to tell about how we met in college or met at a charity function. We tell people we met at a bar/restaurant. I dont know what else to say, we can't change the way we met. I just have to be happy that we met

we are all on the same penis site
we are the people you could tell
do it you may never get the chance again
you know except every day that you post here

 

[TheRob]

With once chap I fell head over heels with we met on the beach.
I was taking my dogs for a run and he was taking his.
One of his males decided it wanted to kill one of mine and we clashed heads trying to break up the dog fight.
We got our respective canines leashed and under control and we hit it off.
Obviously we didn't walk the dogs together again.

man that's straight out of a romantic comedy

 

[f0zzie05]

Don't judge us but, we met on Craigslist! We went out a few times and really enjoyed eachothers company and didn't have sex on the first date either. 2yrs later we're happier than ever and the sex is awesome! Glad I waiting to get to know him because I would have fell in love with his cock rather than him.

I met my bf/partner of 8 1/2 years online. It was before the Internet was what it is today obviously, AOL m4m Now lol. What a great night. We did have some oral 69 (for like an hour or more) neither of us came at first, but since we've certainly lost track. Nothing's perfect but I think we may be as close to true love as possible (sigh). I feel truly blessed and lucky.

 

[bigguy4u]

I really can't tell my story because we met here. There is no way in hell I'm telling anyone I met my bf on a penis site. I wish I had some romantic story to tell about how we met in college or met at a charity function. We tell people we met at a bar/restaurant. I dont know what else to say, we can't change the way we met. I just have to be happy that we met

Same here. I don't tell any of our friends we met on Craigslist. I can only imagine what they'd say....

 

[DavidXL]

. . . I felt too resentful. When I thought of how we met, my feelings weren't happy, they were sour. Then when we became closer and worked through our issues and fell back in love again . . . .

What did you do to work through your issues? My wife and I have never fallen out of love, but we do go through periods of resentfulness (over the sharing of responsibilities and general feelings of being unappreciated, on both sides, of our respective contributions to the household). I've raised the issue and we each acknowledge it, but each of has a different take on it and we get no where about it when it happens. We would be so perfect without it. Apologies for going off topic, but am curious how you worked through your issues and brought the mojo back to your relationship, if you don't mind sharing.

 

[LisaMarie]

I met my boyfriend thru my ex-husband. Akward! (Note me and my ex have not been together for 15+ years). Anyway, I needed the starter on my car fixed. So I met the man that would fix it. After he fixed my car he said he did not want me to pay him. All he wanted was an opportunity to take me out to dinner and perhaps a kiss if I'd be ok with that. He was sooooo insanely hot, sexy, handsome, intelligent. I could go on and on. Boy oh boy did I let him kiss me! Whew!!!!

Sometimes I think he's too good to be true. I've had a lot of back-to-back fucked up relationships. My heart carries the battle scars, that's for damn sure. Don't we all? Anyway, we've been together for a little over 6 months now. Best sex either of us has ever had (he emphatically agrees) and I'm determined to believe in this man and the love and passion we've found in one another. *keepin fingers crossed*.

 

[petite]

I love this thread. I failed to mention that it's frequently talking about how you met that they have found is correlated with happier couples who stay together. That's a big omission on my part.

I've been tired a lot lately. :redface:

What did you do to work through your issues? My wife and I have never fallen out of love, but we do go through periods of resentfulness (over the sharing of responsibilities and general feelings of being unappreciated, on both sides, of our respective contributions to the household). I've raised the issue and we each acknowledge it, but each of has a different take on it and we get no where about it when it happens. We would be so perfect without it. Apologies for going off topic, but am curious how you worked through your issues and brought the mojo back to your relationship, if you don't mind sharing.

I want you to know that I saw your post days ago and I've started answering it twice and stopped because it became too long and rambling.

If you're asking my advice on how to get past those kinds of resentments and deepen your relationship, I'd suggest going to one of Dr. Gottman's workshops or couples retreats, or a workshop by an affiliate. Dr. Gottman has amassed more data on marital longevity and marital satisfaction than any other researcher on earth. He's become so good at it, he can actually predict with a 93% accuracy rate whether or not a couple will still be together in five years from viewing a video of a couple arguing. It's fascinating stuff. If you would like to learn more about him, there is an interesting interview with him on this radio program where he discusses his research, which you can listen to for free.

The Sanctity of Marriage | This American Life

We attended a workshop and it exceeded my expectations. TheBF has known that I've wanted to go on one with him but he resisted until I insisted because we were having a baby. All relationship data points to the period of time after having a child as the most stressful on couples, and from my personal experience, now on the other side, I agree with that. To my surprise, when we finally went to the workshop, he threw himself into the entire process without any reservations and that was wonderful and I believe it was one of the reasons why it was so effective for us. It turned out to be one of the most romantic weekends of my life because of how much closer I felt to him after that weekend. I felt entirely fulfilled and incredibly happy with our relationship. On the second day of the workshop we specifically addressed this particular topic and we practiced techniques for handling our issues and to do so involved bringing up past issues. To my surprise, afterwards I did feel so much more connected and closer to him than I did before, much more than I think I ever had after I thought we had resolved issues before but they kept rising from the dead again like zombies. This is the reason why I am suggesting this workshop to you, because of those techniques we learned. I honestly believe that almost every couple that gets married probably needs this course, but for couples like you and me who have developed a history, it teaches us how to handle those past issues and prevent future ones. The "repairing" techniques are something I wish our parents had taught us because they're useful not only for marriage but for other relationships, too. I really wish that we had attended one of these workshops earlier in our relationship. We really could have used those techniques to prevent us from making the mistakes we've made in the first place.

I didn't realize this until we were there, but one of the things that TheBF was afraid of was what you see on TV all the time in these kinds of couples workshops, the embarrassing public airing of one's fights and issues. That makes for entertaining television, but it's won't bring two people closer together! That doesn't happen at any Gottman workshop or retreat. Nothing is discussed publicly and all exercises are done privately between couples with no one listening or judging. The only time a therapist even interacts is if someone asks for help, and then that is done out of earshot of any of the other participants. His relief at discovering how respectful the workshop was designed to be towards the couples made me realize that this must be a common concern, which is the reason why I mention it.

Dr. Gottman has written many books that discuss the techniques he teaches at workshops and retreats. I found the hands-on aspect of the workshop essential to practicing the techniques together. I really don't believe we would have ever sat down together to practice the techniques from one of the books. I own several of his books and that has never happened. The workshop was worth every penny.

Here is information on his workshops:

The Art & Science of Love: Weekend Workshops for Couples

 

[travis7]

I don't believe in it.
Too many heart breaks. No one could love me the way I need to be loved

 

[Mushrhoom]

There have been a few times:

My ex-wife and I met & dated for 3 years when we were in college, got married and stayed married for 7 years.

I subsequently met my first gay lover at a weekend retreat in California in the mid-70's. We had a mind-blowing-ly intense relationship for about 8 months.

I met my second significant gay lover a rap group at at the San Diego Gay Center. We had a rather tumultulous relationship that lasted 5 years.

I then met my ex-lover of 20 years at a gay bath house in San Diego. We had a very comfortable relationship which finally ended about 10 years ago.

Currently I have no significant primary relationship and am comfortable with that.

 

[uncut7in]

I have only had one true love in my life. We first made contact through an underwear fetish site - he was a young Scandinavian man, 25 years younger than me at 33, and admitted he was bi-curious and wanted to explore that side of himself. We met and discovered that there was an intense sexual attraction between us, though it took a very few meetings before we discovered we were falling in love. It was not easy as he lived with his girlfriend, but each hour together was precious. It lasted for over four years, and I still think about him every day after 3 years following an amicable split-up.

 

[masked_marauder]

I tell it here, but outside, I just say "on line" :wink:

I agree, CG :wink:

My husband and I met here. I was in college in Texas at the time, finishing up my thesis. He was working and going to school on the East Coast. I had been a member for about a year when he joined. My time on LPSG up to then had basically been spent perusing the galleries, but his first post caught my eye: his introduction. :smile: He sounded so interesting, funny, snarky, and intelligent. I decided I just had to talk to him. Of course, once I started talking to him, I found out he is sweet, caring, lovable, kindhearted, hilarious, and just absolutely fantastic.

We began talking thru PM, then moved on to chatting via yahoo, then texting, and finally phone calls. We enjoyed our conversations, and I started to develop feelings for him. We had been talking for about 3 months and I was nearing graduation. When I started looking into jobs for after graduation, I found myself looking for openings on the East Coast. I kept telling myself it was to experience a different scene, but part of me wanted to be near him. I took two job interviews near DC, and on each trip, I met him for dinner. The first dinner "date" was very nice, if a bit awkward, as may be expected for two people meeting for the first time. He gave me a kiss on the cheek to end the night. For our next date, we went to dinner and took a walk. I ended up spending the night with him (no, we didn't do anything other than kiss :wink: ). Shortly thereafter, I took a job in DC, and we started to see each other on weekends. Our feelings grew quite quickly, and it wasn't long before the "I love you"s were said. Finally, about 4 months after we started dating, I asked him to marry me. We married exactly a year later, and we've been so in love ever since. We aren't without our rough patches in our relationship, but we always make it through. We've been married 4 years now, yet it seems like I've known him forever. :biggrin1:

 

[masked_marauder]

When people ask how we met, we both just say "online". When my mom pressed me about it, I said it was a "mutual interest site", and that we enjoyed talking politics. People don't usually press further than that. :smile:

I agree, CG :wink:

My husband and I met here. I was in college in Texas at the time, finishing up my thesis. He was working and going to school on the East Coast. I had been a member for about a year when he joined. My time on LPSG up to then had basically been spent perusing the galleries, but his first post caught my eye: his introduction. :smile: He sounded so interesting, funny, snarky, and intelligent. I decided I just had to talk to him. Of course, once I started talking to him, I found out he is sweet, caring, lovable, kindhearted, hilarious, and just absolutely fantastic.

We began talking thru PM, then moved on to chatting via yahoo, then texting, and finally phone calls. We enjoyed our conversations, and I started to develop feelings for him. We had been talking for about 3 months and I was nearing graduation. When I started looking into jobs for after graduation, I found myself looking for openings on the East Coast. I kept telling myself it was to experience a different scene, but part of me wanted to be near him. I took two job interviews near DC, and on each trip, I met him for dinner. The first dinner "date" was very nice, if a bit awkward, as may be expected for two people meeting for the first time. He gave me a kiss on the cheek to end the night. For our next date, we went to dinner and took a walk. I ended up spending the night with him (no, we didn't do anything other than kiss :wink: ). Shortly thereafter, I took a job in DC, and we started to see each other on weekends. Our feelings grew quite quickly, and it wasn't long before the "I love you"s were said. Finally, about 4 months after we started dating, I asked him to marry me. We married exactly a year later, and we've been so in love ever since. We aren't without our rough patches in our relationship, but we always make it through. We've been married 4 years now, yet it seems like I've known him forever. :biggrin1:

 

[sbat]

Research shows that couples who positively talk about how they met and fell in love are happier and are more likely to be successful long term. I think I've got that covered. I tell our story at the slightest provocation. :redface:

I believe that is true. When we were going through a difficult time and I wasn't happy with him, I stopped telling people our falling in love story. I felt too resentful. When I thought of how we met, my feelings weren't happy, they were sour. Then when we became closer and worked through our issues and fell back in love again, my positive feelings about our story returned. Now it's our fairy tale again.

So, tell me! How did it your love story begin? :smile:

It was my first day in the office. I walked into an office she was sharing to get a parking pass from her office-mate. We were introduced. She winked at me. Later that week I asked her if she wanted to hang out in the woods with me. We're getting married next May.

 

[LisaMarie]

Masked Marauder! Your story is so sweet!! Really made me smile :smile:

It was my first day in the office. I walked into an office she was sharing to get a parking pass from her office-mate. We were introduced. She winked at me. Later that week I asked her if she wanted to hang out in the woods with me. We're getting married next May.

sbat!!! Your story is sweet too. I have to say tho... If a guy (even a cute one I'm attracted to) asked me to "hang out in the woods with him", I think I'd be a little wigged out!! Sounds creepy!!! Lol! Like he'd want me to help him bury body parts in garbage bags in the woods!! I would definitely have to already be in love before I'd agree to body disposal activities "in the woods". :biggrin:

Seriously tho, congratulations!! May is it? Woohoo!!! Very happy for you!!

 

[Silvertip]

Beyond some puppy loves and infatuations of my youth I've fallen in love with three women over the years. The first was a high school sweetheart who I dated until we went our separate ways to universities in distant towns. We kept in touch through our college years and exactly when we fell in love is hard to pinpoint. But in the end we wound up marrying. The marriage lasted about a decade and then disintegrated for a variety of reasons. I learned two things from that marriage: just how much work is involved with maintaining a good LTR and just how painful breaking one up can be.

My second love was to a young lady (ten years my junior) with whom I shared some extra curricular interests and we both served in the same community outreach and youth activities. She was bright, exciting and very easy on the eyes. I had no trouble enjoying our social contact. When she learned that I was a private pilot she said that the next time I wanted to log some flight hours she'd love to tag along and see the area from the air. So I picked a day with a perfect weather forecast and invited her to join me for a hundred dollar hamburger (pilot speak for the cost of flying to another city's airport for lunch.) The day of our flight she followed me through the ground inspection and engine run up check lists, asking insightful questions along the way. In the process I learned that she had never before been aloft in a small plane. That worried me a little as she might be frightened or panic over some aspect of the flight. But quite the contrary came to pass, as she was jubilant the entire time we were in the air. A cynic might suggest that she was just gleefully ignorant of the hazards of flight, but I took it as a sign of her confidence in my own competence as a pilot. We flew to a city about a hundred miles away, over scenic forest lands and mountainous terrain. Lunch at the airport restaurant was excellent and we returned via a different route, flying a river course with picturesque farm lands and quaint villages all along the way. Without question it was during that return flight that I fell in love. Here was a beautiful woman, both physically and spiritually, who was thoroughly enjoying one of my favorite things with me (flying) and I just knew that I needed to always be by her side. So after nearly a year of courtship we married and I was more than happy with the prospect of it lasting "'til death do us part." But it didn't work out that way for her and, in just under a decade, we ultimately agreed to separate and then divorce. She found the responsibility of maintaining a LTR, on top of running her own business, to be just too overwhelming. She didn't need to see other men, she was just too much of a free spirit to be that tied down to commitments. To this day she is still single, and a very dear friend of mine. I often remark that I've not gotten any better at being married but I'm a lot better at getting divorced.

But my favorite love was for the woman that I never married. During the ensuing decade of being single I was playing the field and studiously avoiding another LTR. One day at the supermarket I was exasperatingly rummaging through the deli cooler, looking for some aged, hard cheese that clearly wasn't present, when I heard a heavenly voice ask "Are you quite alright?" Expecting to find one of the store's clerks I looked up to see this absolute vision of beauty. I was nearly overwhelmed. She was tall, lean, very shapely and I mean just gorgeous to my eyes. She was also quite young, this time twenty years my junior (yeah, yeah, I know, the older I get the more I become a dirty old man.) But the thing that totally got to me was the beauty of her smile. At that very moment I fell in love with her smile and it wasn't long after that I fell hopelessly in love with the entire woman. Anyway, I stammered and tried to explain that I was looking for a wedge of Asiago and all they had was Parmesan and Romano. I had my left hand (the one nearest her) on the cooler's glass front, mostly to steady the tremor she had induced in it, and she placed her hand on my arm in a comforting fashion and told me of another local market that always had a supply of Asiago from at least two different sources. I thanked her profusely and then she asked why it was so important for me to have Asiago as my hard cheese. I explained that, for most Italian dishes, I simply prefer the taste to Parmesan and that, while many Romano cheeses please me quite well, Romano is really just a category of western hemisphere cheeses so the taste and texture can vary quite a bit. We exchanged some culinary thoughts and observations and she asked exactly what Italian meal I was going to prepare. I said the Asiago was just for a garden variety lasagna, nothing special. She replied that she had every confidence my lasagna was probably indeed something special. I blurted out that I'd be happy to prepare it for her sometime, turning red faced in the process, and damned if we didn't exchange contact information.

For a couple of weeks after that I didn't hear from her, and couldn't quite bring myself to give her a call, so I just fretted over the prospect of pursuing a relationship. After all, I was an old geezer (in my fifties) and she was still in her thirties .... what was the chance? Then in the chanciest of meetings imaginable I came upon her while driving one of the rural state highways. She was pulling her horse trailer, loaded with horses, and had blown out the sidewall on one of her tires. She acknowledged our earlier meeting at the market and said that her hydraulic bottle jack wouldn't fit under the axle or frame and in order to use her high lift jack she'd need to unload the horses. She'd been debating whether or not she should just call a towing service to change the tire for her when I came along. I told her it was no problem as I had a tandem wheel tire changing ramp in my truck. In no time at all she had backed her loaded trailer's good tire up on the ramp and I changed the blown tire for her. Having regained my macho male composure by rescuing the damsel in distress I then bit the bullet and asked if she'd still like to experience my lasagna. She said that she would indeed and invited me to prepare the meal at her farmhouse, north of town. We set a date, I picked up the provisions on the way to her place and the rest as they say is history; a bit of history that I never tire of reminiscing over. That first "date" ended in my spending the night and she fixing breakfast for me the next morning. I must admit that she seduced me more than I her, as I was still nervous as hell about hitting on such a young woman. But she broke the ice over dinner by confiding that she really had a thing for older silver haired guys who were in great shape and physically very active. I was all of that at the time, somewhat less so now that I'm in my sixties, and it didn't hurt that I had cowboyed in my youth and was good with horses and other farm animals. She had recently ended a LTR with another guy, younger than I but older than she, and told me that she really didn't want to enter another fully committed relationship. I told her that I felt the same way as I was afraid that a third breakup of such a commitment would likely be more than I could handle. So we entered into an indefinite term relationship, pledging fidelity to each other for the duration. And that duration was only for a little less than four years, but I've no regrets. Can't say that parting was easy, but it was necessary for her to leave the area to further her professional career and I quite understood. We stayed in touch for several more years and even got together for an occasional fling on the rare occasions when I'd be in her area. Haven't heard from her in nearly a year now and I'm just content to assume that she's moved on to a new love in her life. If I never have another true love in my life this last one can sustain my contentment to my dying day.

Thank you, Miss Petite, for starting this thread and asking the question. In spite of these memories being rewardingly enjoyable for the most part the reliving of them, especially the last one, has proven to be incredibly cathartic for me.

 

[bigo4show]

Met my fiance on a double date at a Bulls game a little over three years ago. We hit it off right away. We had alot in common: she loves sports(most importantly a Cubs fan), she's an active person (she loves hiking,yoga,aerobics),she loves socializing,and has strong family values. The moment I knew she was the one is when my own mother told me that if I let this one go then she would cut my balls off. I proposed two weeks later.

 

[need2bsexy2]

Hey, Silvertip:

I enjoyed your story. Mine is much simpler:

A girl called me on the phone one evening when I was 14. She said her name was Pam and she wanted to invite me out for the "Turn About Dance". That was the annual Sadie Hawkins Dance where the girls asked out the guys.

I said yes immediately thinking it was another Pam.

Sitting at a basketball game several weeks later I was getting laser eyes from other girls that I knew. I asked 'What's wrong?' and they 'Oh, you know.' and I said 'No I don't!' and they said 'You haven't even asked Pam what color of corsage she needs for her dress.'

Then those girls and I got into a discussion about the dance and Pam and I found out I was thinking of the wrong Pam. The Pam that had asked me out, I thought, was far out of my league. We went on our first date, before the dance, in her father's car since I was too young to drive but she wasn't.

Well, after 4 years of dating, six years of college and two kids we are still married and celebrating our 45th anniversary this November.

 

[LisaMarie]

I must agree. I love this thread! Great stories! Thank you Petite! :smile:

 

[sbat]

Masked Marauder! Your story is so sweet!! Really made me smile :smile:




sbat!!! Your story is sweet too. I have to say tho... If a guy (even a cute one I'm attracted to) asked me to "hang out in the woods with him", I think I'd be a little wigged out!! Sounds creepy!!! Lol! Like he'd want me to help him bury body parts in garbage bags in the woods!! I would definitely have to already be in love before I'd agree to body disposal activities "in the woods". :biggrin:

Seriously tho, congratulations!! May is it? Woohoo!!! Very happy for you!!

Most definitely, I realized it was creepy as soon as I said it, and that's why I didn't take her "no" to heart. Little did I know, her only reason for saying no at the time was that she had a boyfriend, and that she would have loved to romp around in the woods!

 

[petite]

Most definitely, I realized it was creepy as soon as I said it, and that's why I didn't take her "no" to heart. Little did I know, her only reason for saying no at the time was that she had a boyfriend, and that she would have loved to romp around in the woods!

Awww!

See, I was clearer about that. When TheBF asked me out on a date I said, "I would love to... but I have a boyfriend." It was the most honest response I could give. I wasn't being calculating, it was just the first thing that popped out of my mouth, but it was a good thing I said that because he knew that I wasn't uninterested, I was just already taken, which kept the sexual tension between us alive and smoldering until I was single. It was awesome.