Tonight I guess I was still high off my vacation experience because I decided to meet a long-time crush to watch the NBA Finals game. For about 1 minute it was just me and him until the two other guys he invited showed up.
While I really wanted to watch the game, I did put a little effort into my appearance in the event that only he and I would show.
Perhaps the other guys were invited b/c he didn't want it to appear to be a date. I have no idea if he's even smart enough to do that.
What I did manage to glean is that he is in the market for someone special and that he's open to interracial relationships.
As I told a friend, nothing happened between us unless you count him kicking my chair throughout the night and taunting me when my team lost the game. I don't. I will give him points for great manners however: he gave me the cheek peck when we hugged to say goodbye and he walked me to my car. But that's it.
I figure at this point he sees me as one of the guys considering he invited me to go play golf with them on Saturday. I don't know if I will but who knows, maybe.
I admit it felt good to be back in the "My Boys" atmosphere again but I can see the danger of being perceived like "one of the guys" now at this point in my life and so I don't want to get that label with guys I like.
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