By Caleb Wessel
Something that makes all gay hearts weep, or even straight hearts for that matter are people who feel compelled to lead you on in such a way that is just utterly confusing, hurtful, and downright rude. You can find yourself with someone who flirts just enough to make you believe that you may have a chance with them as a boyfriend, only to find out that they have a boyfriend or "are not into the dating scene" (Worst words to hear, especially if its right after a night of alcohol-induced promiscuity with someone you have liked for a long, long time). Though the utter worst case is actually something that I can speak from experience ... the one night stand, however mine was probably one of the worst cases of this known to mankind. The one night stand stemming from about a month of flirtation, promises, and lovey dovey notes is one that will really make your gay heart weep bitter tears of remorse, hatred, and confusion.
Cue sad music ... I'm going to go with "Fooled Me Again, Honest Eyes" by Lady GaGa considering this literally word for word (aside from switching girl to boy) on how much the dating community can fool, hurt, and depress any human.
I found a guy randomly on a site that we are going to call Plenty of Liars. We hit it off almost immediately and though at first I wasn't completely convinced he used beautiful strings of gorgeous words that I wanted ... needed to hear. How stunning my personality is, how badly he wanted to be with me, all these dates he wanted to go on, everything he wanted to do with me, how beautiful, hot, and gorgeous I am (even after he asked for a picture without my makeup on). We spent every single day texting each other for hours, we spent time on the phone telling each other how much we loved each others voices, how amazing we felt speaking with each other.
Finally, we were able to plan a day to meet and oh how excited I was. I completely believed that we were going to end up dating, he was even clingy and jealous (A type that is very underrated). He was even upset when I kissed another guy when I wasn't 100% sure whether he was real or not, which had made me realize that I really did want him because of his reaction ... I started counting down the days, hours, minutes which were all spent talking to him.
When the day finally arrived I spent the whole day completely nervous and shaking, I couldn't get my mind off of him, and when I finally met him my heart soared. Not only did he look exactly like his pictures and was not some 40 year old but his personality soared even more in person.
We started making our way back to my house (He needed to take a shower because he had been modelling for a beauty school's student out here so he had traces of makeup on that he didn't want on him) and he said he was nervous, I asked why and he told me that he wasn't sure if I still liked him in person, which of course I did and I said that ...
On our way up my apartment stairs he grabbed me and started kissing me, I felt instant electricity and he almost knocked me right off my feet. Only twice in my life have I felt a kiss like that so full of passion and desire before that one. Little did I know how much he was fooling me ...
Once he showered we cuddled and kissed on my couch talking about everything life had to offer. We watched Family Guy and talked some more, made food and basically just had an amazing evening. I leaned in to kiss him again and suddenly he was on my lap, I'll leave what ended up happening to the imagination but suffice to say it was amazing.
The morning came around and things started happening again, I made breakfast and we ate and spoke some more. Once he had taken a shower and hopped out I decided to take one as well, he kissed me and said don't take too long, gorgeous.
Little did I know that was the last time I would see him because when I hopped out of the shower he was no where to be seen. Crushed, I searched my apartment wondering if he was maybe playing a joke on me, I went into the hallway, walked all the way to the front door in tears hoping that maybe, perhaps, just perhaps he was just playing a trick on me albeit a mean, cruel trick considering he knew what guys have done to me in the past.
Of course he was no where to be found, I went upstairs and just bawled my eyes out singing to GaGa's song "You fooled me again, fooled me again with your honest, honest, honest eyes. Again, fooled me again with your dirty mouth filled with honest lies."
This is not just a story, but a plea to the community in general. Stop being fucking sluts, if you want a one night stand tell the other person that is what this is, or at least don't tell them how much you want a relationship and lead them on like this.
My Gay Heart had never wept as much as I did that next day, never before have I been fooled to that point before, never have I been walked over like that before, treated like such utter filth and dirt. There is no excuse or reason to ever treat someone like that, no one deserves to be treated as such.
--Caleb