Hey Jake,I thought I’d seen it all, but my experience last night left me dumbfounded and, honestly, a little grossed out. I met a guy at the bar, things clicked, and we went back to his place, which was only a short Uber ride away.
Once we got there, he offered me a glass of water and I waited for him on his couch. I figured he was going to take a minute to “get ready” since we’d already established that he was planning to bottom.Subscribe to our newsletter for a refreshing cocktail (or mocktail) of LGBTQ+ entertainment and pop culture, served up with a side of eye-candy.What I didn’t expect was that the whole process was going to happen right in front of me!He left the bathroom door wide open—it was basically part of the living room—so I could see and hear everything.
And by everything, I mean EVERYTHING. To make it even more awkward, he kept making small talk with me the entire time like it was the most normal thing in the world.To be honest, it completely killed the mood for me.
I couldn’t get out of my head after that, and I ended things pretty quickly before heading out. Now I’m wondering—am I overreacting here?