I met this guy at a wedding we were both attending. We were both friends of the groom, but hadn’t met before as he lives out of state. I have a girlfriend but we were both there solo, since she already had some travel plans this weekend. He and I really hit it off and didn’t have a break in the conversation all night. We’re both fit, chill, attractive 30 something men, both into fitness, travel, and design. I’ve never really been into men, but I have always had a bit of curiosity.
As we were talking more and the drinks kept flowing, I found myself more and more attracted to him. He was a couple inches taller than me, about 6’1″ and definitely had about 10-20 more lbs of muscle on me, a scruffy beard and a super defined jaw. Just manly as hell. The thought of us going home together kept flashing in my head. He’d be telling me a cool travel story and BAM, I’d get a visual of myself on my knees in front of him. I knew if there was ever a chance to explore this side of me it was tonight.