the sweetest tongue

Sometimes I do miss home.

Sunday, March 12th, 2006 | faggy tendencies, life, rant

Sometimes, while browsing online gay hookup sites (I have no shame, so what?), I do a search in areas I used to live in. Sometimes I see people I used to know, either acquaintances (who knew he was a submissive bottom?), or past fucks.

The joy is in seeing people as they have progressed over time. Of course, I know these online personals and ads do not show the full personality or their backstories, but online personals on hookup sites can be some of most raw and honest information you can know about a person. I mean, you don’t exactly share the fact that you like threeways with other people, right?

So call me a stalker already.I prefer “data-miner”.

Well, I did a search for people in Puerto Rico, and I got quite a few people, surprisingly. In hindsight, it seems that the places with the smallest, most closeted gay/lesbian communities have the biggest affinity for these online sites. I remember being in my early teens in Puerto Rico and feeling like the only gay community there was was online, especially in Gay.com chat rooms and IRC. I remember seeing people in these chat rooms that I had seen in person, either at some inter-school events and competitions, and being so excited, as if I was happy that my gaydar was developing well. Even as a kid, the smallest things filled me with glee.

So I did this search today, for people in Puerto Rico, and as I browsed through the results, i realized a few things. That the same people I saw years ago on other sites and chat rooms were still around and kicking (some with the same pics, natch). I The language is still the same, and there are the same closeted husbands and the horny people online. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever see my first, a guy I had my first tryst with, he was 20, and I was 15, and we saw each other, on and off for two years. He also had the unfortunate habit of having some pedophiliac tendencies, and the best compliment he ever paid me was that I was the only one above the age of 15 he still liked to fuck.

Like I said, as a kid, even the smallest things filled me with glee.

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