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How Far Have You Gone For Some?!

Most people know me as a pretty extroverted person. I am really open about my life, will talk about anything with anyone, and am not afraid of much.

When I tell my friends that as a young girl, I walked with my head down and hoped people didn't notice me, they are pretty surprised. It was painful for me to be on display. However, it was even more painful to not be noticed. I spent a lot of time carefully choosing my clothes and make up and shoes and fixing my hair so that no one could ever point out a flaw. I worried about bad breath constantly even though I hardly ever spoke to anyone. Silly teenage girl angst.

Old habits die hard, but at least now I walk with my head held high, usually.

When it comes to being vulnerable to someone, or facing potential rejection, even those of us who seem pretty confident are often terrified.

I had a major crush on someone recently, but every time I tried to get closer or express my feelings more openly, I'd panic and say something that implied my feelings were actually the opposite of what I had meant to say, or had said. I was so worried about how I appeared to him that I'm pretty sure I hurt his feelings, in trying to protect my own.

Whenever you need a confidence boost just think of all your forum friends. I bet if these guys were straight they'd be fighting over you. And WebMonkey thinks your smart, witty, pretty and you have great breasts...that's really complimentary coming from a guy who's attracted to men and not women! I could even say if I were gay I'd think you were gorgeous, but that would be too weird...lol
 
You never really know what the world has to offer until you explore it. I won’t get so sappy as to say there’s a soul mate for everyone, I’m sure there is but if there is only one they would be incredibly hard to find. I love learning about people and observing behavior (in a non-creepy fashion lol) being in the position that we are in, with so much frequent travel, It simply enhances the possibilities of meeting someone more compatible.

Denver is a Ladies man who’s lack of game is what’s so charming. He lights up a room and makes everyone laugh. He has an ability to talk to anyone and be free of care of what people think. He’s not afraid to be embarrassed. I’ve always had an awesome time with him it’s no surprise that he met someone in Denver. If I recall he met a few!

I on the other hand, as outgoing as I am, have a shy side. In that, if I’m interested in you I stand by and wait for your approach. If you’re interested you’ll talk to me is my philosophy. I suppose it eliminates any potential for rejection. However while we were in Washington DC for pride I too met someone... that I not long after traveled back to spend the week with.

This story is easily relatable. If someone fits the bill and is possibly worth pursuing then distance shouldn’t hold you back. What’s life without the adventure? Even if they don’t pan out to be your dream come true it’s inevitable you will have an interesting time along the way. A life experience that will make for a great story for the grand kids

Wow thanx man, I feel like I should by you a drink or something! It is true though we do go all over the country wich really opens up the dor to meating some one that we could really click with.
 
Im glad beth started this one, I think its really made us think about what we will go through when looking for love. For me meeting woman to sleep with is so easy, but finding one tha I am truely attracted to is, next to impossible. So I go as fare as it take, if I think I found some that will be a good friend and partner.
 
Besides, is it written in stone somewhere, that ALL Europeans are uncut? Just asking.

Indeed not. And with the UK and Western Europe now totally multi cultural then that statement goes out of the window. However, most white Brits are uncut, unless they have some religeous reason why not to be - like Jewish.
 
Wow rbar! I'd sure love to know some more details about your 22 year old straight MMA fighter with girlfriend. He sounds pretty much perfect to me. :cool:

mikeyank, the truth is I don't really know much about him, other than that hes half Italian and half German/Irish/English and is absolutely adorable. He is actually very smart, easy to talk to and a lot of fun, both in and out of the bedroom. While I wouldn't call it a strictly sexual relationship, I'm no fool, and know when and where not to let my heart get too invested. He's still young and has his whole life ahead of him and will want to explore all life has to offer him (i.e. a sexual relationship with an older man), and on top of that we're on opposite sides of the country, so I try to keep it as light as possible. But the truth is, I'd move back to NY in a minute, if he was even 5 years older! ;)
 
Years ago I lived in New Zealand for a while and I'd regularly cadge a ride on the overnight freight bus from Rotorua to Wellington for a booty call. Twelve hour trip, (down on Friday night and back on Sunday night) usually just me the driver and a bunch of chickens. I used to be a tired, feathered-covered wreck by the time I arrived in Wellington, but I kept doing it for a couple of years....I often wonder where all those chickens were going.
 
Well this is a far fetch but I one time drove 80 miles one way to eat a fish dinner at H Salt Fish and Chips; does that count?

Ok on another note, well I one time went on a diet and lost 50 pounds so I could join the army just so I could be with some one. Many years ago the boy of my dreams hauled off and joined the army. I didn’t think I could live without him so I beat myself to death and lost 50 pounds so I could join up. I enlisted and was sent off to Fort Jackson for basic training. I was to be trained in electronics and then stationed at Fort Brag where my dream boy was now a paratrooper in the 82nd. Well unfortunately my body was just not ready for daily 5 mile runs and endless exercises and within a month my poor legs failed me and they sent me home. I spent the next 4 years doing everything I could to move back to North Carolina. I got down there a couple times but could not find a steady enough job to stay there permanently so ended up back home. The story does have a happy ending however because 4 years later he got out and moved in and we have now been together for 32 years and legally married the last two.
 
Well this is a far fetch but I one time drove 80 miles one way to eat a fish dinner at H Salt Fish and Chips; does that count?

Ok on another note, well I one time went on a diet and lost 50 pounds so I could join the army just so I could be with some one. Many years ago the boy of my dreams hauled off and joined the army. I didn’t think I could live without him so I beat myself to death and lost 50 pounds so I could join up. I enlisted and was sent off to Fort Jackson for basic training. I was to be trained in electronics and then stationed at Fort Brag where my dream boy was now a paratrooper in the 82nd. Well unfortunately my body was just not ready for daily 5 mile runs and endless exercises and within a month my poor legs failed me and they sent me home. I spent the next 4 years doing everything I could to move back to North Carolina. I got down there a couple times but could not find a steady enough job to stay there permanently so ended up back home. The story does have a happy ending however because 4 years later he got out and moved in and we have now been together for 32 years and legally married the last two.

Oh, wow, that's so great! I love happy endings.
 
Well this is a far fetch but I one time drove 80 miles one way to eat a fish dinner at H Salt Fish and Chips; does that count?

Ok on another note, well I one time went on a diet and lost 50 pounds so I could join the army just so I could be with some one. Many years ago the boy of my dreams hauled off and joined the army. I didn’t think I could live without him so I beat myself to death and lost 50 pounds so I could join up. I enlisted and was sent off to Fort Jackson for basic training. I was to be trained in electronics and then stationed at Fort Brag where my dream boy was now a paratrooper in the 82nd. Well unfortunately my body was just not ready for daily 5 mile runs and endless exercises and within a month my poor legs failed me and they sent me home. I spent the next 4 years doing everything I could to move back to North Carolina. I got down there a couple times but could not find a steady enough job to stay there permanently so ended up back home. The story does have a happy ending however because 4 years later he got out and moved in and we have now been together for 32 years and legally married the last two.

What a wonderful story! Congrats to you both!
 
Well this is a far fetch but I one time drove 80 miles one way to eat a fish dinner at H Salt Fish and Chips; does that count?

Ok on another note, well I one time went on a diet and lost 50 pounds so I could join the army just so I could be with some one. Many years ago the boy of my dreams hauled off and joined the army. I didn’t think I could live without him so I beat myself to death and lost 50 pounds so I could join up. I enlisted and was sent off to Fort Jackson for basic training. I was to be trained in electronics and then stationed at Fort Brag where my dream boy was now a paratrooper in the 82nd. Well unfortunately my body was just not ready for daily 5 mile runs and endless exercises and within a month my poor legs failed me and they sent me home. I spent the next 4 years doing everything I could to move back to North Carolina. I got down there a couple times but could not find a steady enough job to stay there permanently so ended up back home. The story does have a happy ending however because 4 years later he got out and moved in and we have now been together for 32 years and legally married the last two.

I'm glad you two FINALLY got married, living in sin can be so heavy on one's soul!:clown:
 
Well this is a far fetch but I one time drove 80 miles one way to eat a fish dinner at H Salt Fish and Chips; does that count?

Ok on another note, well I one time went on a diet and lost 50 pounds so I could join the army just so I could be with some one. Many years ago the boy of my dreams hauled off and joined the army. I didn’t think I could live without him so I beat myself to death and lost 50 pounds so I could join up. I enlisted and was sent off to Fort Jackson for basic training. I was to be trained in electronics and then stationed at Fort Brag where my dream boy was now a paratrooper in the 82nd. Well unfortunately my body was just not ready for daily 5 mile runs and endless
exercises and within a month my poor legs failed me and they sent me home. I spent the next 4 years doing everything I could to move back to North Carolina. I got down there a couple times but could not find a steady enough job to stay there permanently so ended up back home. The story does have a happy ending however because 4 years later he got out and moved in and we have now been together for 32 years and legally married the last two.

This would make a great movie!
 
If you have not tried a rican, you have not lived. It may change your life forever. To me the the most intense experiences are with boricua. I wish the same for all the beloved fourmites.
 
If you have not tried a rican, you have not lived. It may change your life forever. To me the the most intense experiences are with boricua. I wish the same for all the beloved fourmites.

Just what the blazes is boricua? I have never understood that term.
 
Just what the blazes is boricua? I have never understood that term.

It is a term that specifically applies to the those descendants, born in Puerto Rico, of the original inhabitants - The Taino people - of the island (which they called Boriken) before the influx and intermarrying or interbreeding, of African slaves.
 
It is a term that specifically applies to the those descendants, born in Puerto Rico, of the original inhabitants - The Taino people - of the island (which they called Boriken) before the influx and intermarrying or interbreeding, of African slaves.

Thanks rbar, I never would have guessed!
 
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