My First Time -- Part Two
After the events of the small-town gay bar my life went back to normal mediocracy. Nothing really happened I saw the guy I had kissed in my lecture a few times but never really said anything. I think a part of me was scared of the realization I was coming to. One day however, the guy we referred to as 'The Chest' came up to me in the hallway after lecture wearing his signature extra-deep V and said "I'm not going home for Thanksgiving, do you want to do something this weekend?". I agreed probably too quickly and too enthusiastically and we exchanged phone numbers planning to meet that Saturday. I had never done anything like this, I was bouncing with excitement as I met my friends and told them I was going on my first "real" date. The another realization came over me, What if he thought we were going to have sex? I then got nervous. I didn't know what I was doing, I hadn't really done anything with anyone, and by the look of the bulge in his j