Posts Tagged ‘dating

27
Sep
08

12 Gay Men to Run From

I’m unabashedly taking a cue from fellow lovesite, Tango, and their 10 Men to Run From – Not After, because the man-on-man dating landscape is just as treacherous, and filled with traps.  If you like to date just to date, and screw, consider this a walk down memory lane, and congrats.  You’re probably better at the delineation between tricks and boyfriends than I ever was.  If you date with an eye to commitment, monogamy, and a Crate and Barrel registry, take heed.  Here’s a list of whom not to do, based on my own experiences.

  1. The Closeted: Apologies in advance, but dating a closeted man is the funny uncle to dating a married man.  It even feels pretty much the same, especially around the holidays, no matter how good and kind he is, or how he tries to make it seem otherwise.  (See also 2, and 3.)  Come out boys, it’s 2008. Continue reading ’12 Gay Men to Run From’
25
Jun
08

Don’t Get Trapped in Your Type

I know a guy – I’ll call him Ted (and that’s not him in the picture) – who only dates butch, oral, total gym rat bottoms one would find in a Tom of Finland drawing. Oh, and they should be naturally smooth. And wealthy. And from the Midwest would be good. And under 40, but over 30. I’ve got news: that guy’s busy.

In spite of the fact that Sam and I know a lot of single guys, I’ve never been good at matching them up. I have pointed Ted in the direction of a few quality guys, and the reply has been, “not big enough, not muscular, not butch enough, too old.” and this is from a guy who doesn’t even fit all of his own criteria. Continue reading ‘Don’t Get Trapped in Your Type’

19
Jun
08

The Birth of Your Sexual Type

I recently learned that the orgasm is a powerful tool for classical conditioning; a tool that you already use effectively to shape your own behavior, whether you realize it or not.

It goes something like this: as a teen, you find some hot photo of a blond guy, wearing camos and a white t-shirt, and it gets you aroused. New to this, it doesn’t take you long to rub one out, and when you do, your eyes happen to settle on a specific part of the model: the tight t-shirt, the buttocks, whatever. The next time you bring out the pinup you (consciously or subconsciously) remember that you came when we focused on that part, so you do it again and, voilá. Pounding ’em out over the blond with the killer ass in the cargos works for you.

The next thing you know you’re online looking for military porn. You find it, and you rub one out real good, and this time you notice the girth of his tan, blond-furred calves tapering down into white socks and combat boots, and POW! You get it right between the eyes. Continue reading ‘The Birth of Your Sexual Type’

08
Apr
08

He’s Stopped Calling

When we were at the Gay and Lesbian Wine Club last night at Heritage Wine Company, I met a guy we’ll call Dirk, who had a question for Lovesick Billy:

So I’ve been seeing this guy for a couple of months. We’ve reached the point where I go to his house and just enter without knocking. I stay over sometimes. He’s 42, and I’m 28, and he says that’s an issue for him. Even still, it’s been going well, we have agreed to be exclusive, and we do something together a few times a week, but this past week, he has stopped communicating. I sent him a text message on Friday, and he hasn’t returned it yet. Is he just playing games? Should I keep texting him?

Continue reading ‘He’s Stopped Calling’

11
Mar
08

The Guys With Whom I’ve Had Sex: Gregg

blondhbdrawing.jpgI never said my memory was perfect, or that my list was exhaustive. Clearly, I’ve forgotten Gregg, a storied stud from Ft. Lauderdale. I’ve added him to the original post, but here’s excerpt:

I dated some obnoxious guy in Miami Beach. I can’t even remember his name, but he kept a framed photo of his ex, some hot, 21 year-old blond guy named Gregg, by the bed. Once I even got off thinking about Gregg.

Continue reading ‘The Guys With Whom I’ve Had Sex: Gregg’

04
Mar
08

Hot Chicks with Douchebags

db2170-734052.jpgNo, it’s not a photo essay on feminine hygiene. It’s one of the funniest and most necessary websites I’ve seen in a long while. What possesses straight guys to stick out their tongues and make gang signs when a camera appears? What is a Bleeth? Why do these girls seem so oblivious?

Are these the loins to which civilization entrusts its birthright?

The horror.

See for yourself.

16
Dec
07

Wardrobe Makeover Follow-up

Neil (scoring) on Valleywag

On 12/11, I responded to an email from Neil, a newly single guy who is getting back out into the dating world, and revamping his look. That’s him, above, scoring with the hottie in the cheongsan and anime boots. I think the grin says it all.

So, phase two for Lovesick Billy 🙂

  1. Picked up some used, slightly trendy denim in SF. $20.
  2. Used a classic cut navy blazer I already had.
  3. Instead of Zappos, bought a pair of Clark’s. $120 with tax. Dark brown. Damn comfortable.
  4. Mix with tucked white Oxford with good, casual brown belt.
  5. Trimmed the goatee down to about 1/4″ long and did away with lots of hair at Carlton’s.
  6. Lost the glasses to new contacts (these new contact lens materials are amazing!!!).

Still working on it, but I’m starting to see a visual ‘signature’ emerging.

It’s all good.

The best part? Went to buddy’s company’s Xmas party Friday night. I got lots of attention from the ladies. The take away? The girls like me, but the clothes are what got me noticed in the first place.

Finally, it’s time for a little more fun 🙂

Thanks,
Neil




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