RobinSF
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An hour? Hell, you might sign up for 5 weeks of 1 hour training sessions at the gym with me, and you'd probably still be confused. Will admit that those of us that are bi- and closeted often go out of our way to send out confusing signals. Call us dishonest if you will, but feel that the best way to avoid missed opportunities is too keep pressing us on the issue....maybe after the 6th or 7th denial, we'll come clean as long as it's our dirty little secret.
Definitely one of the bests responses/posts to this type of question that I've read on LPSG! Bravo. I'd listen to more of what this guy has to say than anybody else who's responded so far, including myself, because time & circumstance have shown that I have zero clue when it comes to this stuff. :tongue:
Who can relate? When were we ever that young, scared and naive?
dang! nothing that intense ... in this latest episode, am basically concerned about not knowing what I'm going through ... about possibly doing something stupid and inappropriate ... would like to have the guy in my life as a casual acquaintance, straight friend, or hot sex partner ... whatever is possible, and don't want to muck it up
I don't recall ever going through what you describe!
This is my second post on this thread, and I find that there is a lot of well-intentioned humor and advice presented here. However, we are clueless (or at least I am) to some basic information that effects how the OP, Sportymike, will decide what to do. And it is often our life surroundings that predict (or dictate) how we handle certain situations.
For instance, for those of you that live in large major cities, the options of where to date (and with whom) can be varied and numerous. But for people that live in small rural towns, options and opportunities are quite limited. The nearest Starbucks or ballpark could be a 2-hr drive! Also, people in large cities are afforded a certain degree of anonymity that small towners do not get. Small towners know what you did with whom, when and where. So, without certain basic details about Sportymike's situation, it's difficult to advise him appropriately.
Also, none of us "out & proud" gays should presume that Sportymike's situation is as our own. Rather, we should reflect on the time when our lives hung darkly in our own closets. There was a time when I didn't live in the trendy gayborhood or know the double-meanings of gaydar, cruise, twink or trick. And there was a time that I was deathly afraid to walk into a gay club or bookstore, and to even buy condoms, fleet and KY at the local drug store. I was afraid of who may see me, what they would think and whom they would tell. That same paranoia that we so blithely joke about today was, back then, real fear; the kind of fear that makes your heart race and hands shake uncontrollably.
Yes, many of us out gays have been there and done all of that! So, the way I approach Sportymike's OP is: What advice would have been most helpful for me as I was coming out? It's much like the Rod Stewart song from that car commercial a few years ago: "I wish - that - I knew what I know now -- when I was younger!"
Who can relate? When were we ever that young, scared and naive?
my thought exactly!:wink:If the guy has his dick up your ass, chances are he's gay. :biggrin:
Also feel that sometimes, eye contact is a dead give away. There have been a number of times when I've been waiting at an elevator and a guy will look at me, walk on by and then come back, look me directly in the eyes and ask "Are you going down?" If you're on the top floor of a building, that's really a no brainer and my first impulse is to laugh. However, if you both get on, you're alone, and he fumbles for words to make small talk, it's generally more than a hint.
Don;t think the eye contact thing works here in Italy. Guys look at each other all the time [ includingstrangers for a long time - and look up and down], smile, say hi [to complete strangers], touch each other [including stangers], hug and they aren;t gay. Well at least I don't think they are.
My gaydar works fine in the UK [most of the time]- there are of course some not sures - but here in Italy no chance of working it out.
So if any Italians have some advice it would be welcome!
David: You know how I know that you're gay?
Cal: How?
David: You like the movie Maid in Manhattan.
Cal: You know how I know you're gay?
David: How?
Cal: I saw you make a spinach dip in a loaf of sourdough bread once.
David: You know how I know that you're gay?
Cal: How?
David: You have a rainbow bumper sticker on your car that says "I love it when balls are in my face."
Cal: That's gay?
From The Forty-Year-Old Virgin
It's good to know this before you have sex with him.