My back catalouge

I'm really bored so I thought I'd write a little about my past relationships. Now my life is a series of one night stands strung together by a few less than desirable men that I happened to fall into a relationship with.
My first relationship and first time came when I had just turned 16. I had only just come to terms with my sexuality at the time and so I decided to go down to Brighton (on my own, noone knew yet). His name was John and he was... an older man. I met him outside a bar. I had tried to get in but the bouncers had turned me away. He asked if I'd like to go back to his place for drinks. Now that I am a bit more experienced in the gay world I would never do this, but back then I was niave. Of course I knew what would end up happening but I went along with him anyway. He lasted 3 weeks before I told him I felt weird about the age gap (he was 27). I ended up having to change my number as he wouldn't stop calling me. it got a little weird and kind of scared me... alot!

So after that I kind of gave the dating scene a break, I had a few one night stands (not proud of it) and then, about 3 months after i eventualy came out, I got together with the biggest mistake of my life, Elliott.
Elliott is a massive geek. He is the sort of person I usually wouldn't piss on if they were on fire. We got talking by chance... after he started a rumor that we had got off in Liquid (god, he wishes). I tracked down his number and told him I wanted to meet with him. My first plan was to lay into him big time, but my nice side took over. I got to thinking,
'he's only doing this becasue his life is so boring he needs to make up something like that to make it more exciting' so I decided I would ask him out for one date. It was only meant to be a pity shag but it ended up becoming a month long thing. I've never commited to something longer than that before, I'm not the type to settle for one person. So while I was trapped in this nightmare I met Jack and Brant.

Jack was an emo guy, but a fucking cute emo guy at that. Brant was a posh boy. I ended up having about 3 relationships going on at once. If you've never done something like this before I wouldn't recommend it. It was hell. Jack is the clingy type, he always wanted to know where I was and would call me about every hour (last time I go out with someone on contract phone) and when I was with him he never gave me any space. I absolutley HATE PDA!!! It's like I already get judged by complete strangers anyway, why make it any worse? But Jack didn't think that way, he constantly wanted to hold my hand. I ended up nearly screaming at him to get the fuck off me in the middle of New Look.

Now Brant, the one night stand that wouldn't go away. I met him through friends at a party and we were both pretty plastered. Basically we ended up cutting the small talk and just jumped into bed. After that he flooded my inbox with messages aking to meet up again, that he really wanted to get to know me. After a couple of days of ignoring his messages i agreed to meet him at his place and... we got to know each other alot more.

All this took place right under Elliott's nose and he didn't have a blue's clue. I couldn't go on seeing him, not now that I established myself as hot property on the scene. So I dumped him. By text. And I sent him pictures of the other 2. I carried on seeing both Jack and Brant for a while after that but eventually i got bored and dumped both of them.

omg I hope 'he' doesn't read this :)