Confessions of a Grindr Warrior

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Trick Or Treat

We all know the time old tradition of Halloween. You get dressed up in a scary or ridiculous sexy costume and go to a strangers house and ask for candy. Well, in this case, this Halloween wasn't a normal one.

I spent the day working and bored. My roommate was on duty and couldn't really do anything. I got off work trying to figure out if I was going to go out by myself or just sit around the apartment and get drunk to the point where I just fell asleep any where I was sitting. 2 of my really good friends were texting me trying to make arrangement to come to Everett and go to the ONLY gay bar here. Since driving drunk is frowned upon, we were trying to find a place for them to crash since my roommate isn’t all together in the head. Eventually the said fuck it and started their journey here.

Since it was gonna take them some time to get here I decided to see where and what the gays here were going to do. Few minutes into my Grindr search, I get a text from a somewhat familiar face. It was an older gentleman who occasionally messages me to see if I’m in the mood for a hook up. Since he was closer, and I do mean CLOSER, than he normally was, I decided to answer him back. He asked if I was up for a quickie, and since that was all I had time for I said sure.

He meets be in front of my apartment building and I hoped in. His first words to me were, “OMG I just really want to eat your ass.” I was totally okay with it since it wasn’t going to cause me to get fully undressed, and have to rush to get back to my apartment. I asked him where we were going to do this at and he said he had just the spot. I’m thinking he got a hotel room up this way and we were going to go there. Well, let’s just say I’m good at making horrible decisions and assuming. 

He pulls into this empty parking lot and leans both our seats back. He asked me if I was ready; at least he was gentleman enough to say that before digging right in. I said sure, and violently started pulling at my pants and chowing down. This entire time, my friends are calling me to let me know they were getting closer and closer. I couldn't answer because its rude to use your phone while at the dinner table. Plus my phone was on the dash board, and I was kind of bent over the center console facing the truck of his old school Suzuki SUV. The entire time, I’m thinking what is he really getting out of this. I mean, I’m getting all the pleasure and he's doing all the work. I don’t know what other people think about when they’re getting serviced, but I couldn't help but to think that it was a win/win for me and a lose/lose for him. He’s eating my ass and jacking off and I’m receiving all the fruits of his labor. But it was an easy day for me, because all i had to do was lay there and enjoy. Opportunities like this come once in your life. He finished his meal and took me back home. He kept saying he enjoyed it and can't wait to meet back up. In my head, I thought theres no way in hell I’ll be able to be comfortable with doing something like that, randomly, and meeting up to do it again. He said it like he was used to it, like he does it all the time. After I got back inside and showered, I thought about it some more. I just blocked him so I didnt have to worry about him any more. 

[grindrwarrior]

Rule #2

ALWAYS PLAY SAFE! Please use protection. Just because there’s Prep, don’t risk your life. Want to gamble, there’s tons of casinos around.

If they ask you to go raw, BB, say NO!

Let’s be smarter than that. This is why the LGBT community have a bad reputation when it comes to HIV/AIDS

PLAY SAFE, enjoy

[grindrwarrior]

Plain Jay

Plain Jay happened just like the rest. He’s not my type so I made him work harder for it. To tell you the truth, I treated him kind of bad, like if he was smart, he would just quit talking to me. After everything he does for me, he hasn’t even received a kiss. He only got to cop a feel of my ass, and when he did that, he almost got stabbed. He begged and begged and begged to meet up. I always said yeah, then rescheduled at the last minute. For some odd reason, he continued to pursue. It was entertaining, so I let it. 

One day he asked me to breakfast on my day off. I didn’t have anything better to do that day, so I accepted his invite. We meet up at a local cafe and had a few cups of coffee and breakfast. We talked and got to know each other. Well actually, I really wasn’t listening. I caught bits and pieces of what he was saying, but not everything. It wasn’t my fault he was boring. He made dumb jokes, repeatedly made dumb jokes, tried way to hard to be cute and cunning. I was just over it. Breakfast was over and he wanted me to come back to his place for lunch. I went, but only because I didn’t have anything else to do. He kept trying to make moves, but they were some weak ass attempts. Kept trying to say he’s cold and tired. He mentioned countless times how much he likes to cuddle and be the big spoon. My favorite attempt was when he said he had work in a few hours and wanted to sleep. I immediately shut that whole situation down with one short phrase; “You can take me back home then”. He quit trying after that, well just that day. 

A few days later, I was just getting off work, and he’s been off all day. He messages me and asked if he could take me out to a late lunch. I said sure, but it had to be quick because I had to go back to work in a few hours. After dinner, we are driving back to my apartment, he’s talking and I’m clearly not listening. He told me he enjoys spending time with me and that he’s starting to like me. I couldn’t help but to laugh at him, I thought it was in my head but it actually out loud. He asked me what was funny and I said him liking me. He asked why and I told him because we were just friends.

Now he wants to hang out all the time. Yesterday was halloween. I went out with some friends. He messages me and asked if we could hang out. I said sure, but I’m with my friends. He obviously didn’t care, because he shows right up. Now, the only reason why I don’t mind him coming out and leading him on, is because he pays for everything. Drinks, food, snacks, gas, whatever I need possible, he pays for. Now he’s at an unfamiliar place, standing in a corner by himself while I’m out on the dance floor with my friends having a good time. 

I just don't get it, there’s no way he can possibly like me, when he barely knows me. He has to know that I’m not showing him any attention. I reply hours, some time days, later to all his messages. He’s just a lost cause. Someone help him find a pair because he honestly doesn’t have any. I mean, at some point he has to catch on. 

[grindrwarrior]

The Rulings

I started putting rules in place for all my encounters. Some of these guys have been getting a little out of pocket. So I started putting rules in place for any and all situations that may occur. 

Someone caught feelings, and it’s hilarious, because we haven’t even done anything. I mean the only action he got was touching my ass and I know for a fact there’s no way in hell someone is catching feelings from just copping a feel. 

So the first rule is, NO CATCHING FEELINGS. I mean it’s a hook up app. I always let them know I’m not looking for a relationship. If the chemistry is right we can be friends, or a little more than that. But there’s no way in hell my cute “how we met” story is going to involve Grindr. 

[grindrwarrior]

Basement Bottom

This story is from October 14, 2015

That night was a rough one for me. Due to some personal/friendship issues, I had to wonder the streets for some time. I was telling a really good friend what was going on. Jokingly, he suggested that I find a random and hook up with them just so i was out the cold and “safe” indoors. I laughed at the thought of it, but didn’t throw the idea away. After walking around the strange city of Everett for and hour, with the temperature dropping to a chilling 40 degrees, I said Fuck it. 

I found a quiet, well lighted, area to sit and browse Grindr. Almost instantly, I get a message from a guy who has been hounding me to come over. Normally, I would just ignore his message,  but I wasn't in any position to be picky. So we are talking and started to make arrangements for me to come over. He told me to give him a half hour so he can clean up. You know bottoms, got to keep it fresh and clean. He sends me his address, a picture of his apartment building, and a side note that says to come to the alley way door. I quickly started thinking it was a set up. I started second guessing my decision. He sends me another text saying he’s so happy we finally get to kick it. I felt a little better, but not really. 

I get to his apartment building, and he’s shyly peaking around the corner. He spots me and starts waving me over. Now, he’s sitting at this awkwardly placed door, wearing shorts, a zip up hoodie and a ball cap; then I get worried again. I couldn’t see his face because the way he was wearing the hat, plus it’s almost 1 in the morning. I get closer, and he starts directing me where to go. I still didn’t see his face until he uses his phone for light to guide me down the steps. His body says I’m young, but his face looks like a creepy old molester priest. As I’m walking to the door of his apartment, I can see everything a little better since his TV is lighting his whole apartment up. His apartment looked like a basement with makeshift walls made from thin scrap wood. In my head I started praying that I made it out of there alive. He starts leading me to his room. Once we walked in, I noticed, he already had porn playing on his TV. His bed was raise up about 3 feet off the ground thanks to pallets from some store and some cinder blocks he probably got from a nearby construction site. 

Now we start and after the first 3 minutes go by, he turns the TV off because it was “too bright”. I started freaking out, in my head I’m thinking someone is going to come out from under the bed. He keeps applying lube, like he's been stranded in a desert for a few weeks. I’m just trying to get this over with so I can lay down for a little. I’m pounding him like he owes me money but it wasn't really working. I keep going and going and going, but nothing. 

Right in the middle of things, his neighbor/roommate started banging on the makeshift wall right behind his bed. He's screaming at us at the top of his lungs. “Are you fucking serious?! I’m tired of you motherfuckas and hearing y'all butt fucking! Quit banging on the fucking walls. Damn, niggas got work in the morning. Every fucking night with this gay shit.” I kid you not, those were his exact words, verbatim. 

Since I was interrupted, it was a little hard for me to finish. All I could imagine was him coming through the other side of the wall. Now I had to spend 15-20 extra minutes with him, in this creepy apartment. He thought I would allow him to finish on me, since he was bottoming, but that wasn't happening in any way, shape or form. I politely pulled out and laid next to him so he can finish. Never have I ever witness someone use so much lube in my life. He had 3, half emptied lube bottles on his night stand. He went through 2 already and was working on the last one. I watched him, as excruciating as it was for me to, jerk off. It wasn’t your normally jerking, but he was yanking and pulling on it, as if it was trying to leave him. He keeps going and I keep gagging, trying to keep my composure. I told him I had to get going. I lied, but only because it was so painful to watch him do that. 

As I’m being shown the door, he asked if I could come back later. Nervously I said sure, but I didn’t mean it at all. For the rest of my morning, I kept receiving messages asking if I was coming back, did I enjoy myself, apologies about his roommate/neighbor, and compliments on how “cute” I was. I couldn’t believe I did something like that. Since that night, I had nightmares about being water boarded in that apartment. I don’t think I’ll ever get those images out my head. 

[grindrwarrior]

Thigh F*cker

Meet the one who set all the wheels in motion. This one is kind of late, but you have to know the story.

I went out the night of October 1, drinking with a friend from high school. Somehow my dating life was the topic of discussion. She asked how I met guys, so I started explaining Grindr to her. She wanted to see how it worked, so I let her play around with it. Little did I know, she was having a conversation with someone. She eventually showed me a picture of him, but just to get my opinion of him, as we continued to drink.

After our last drink, we decided to head home. As we are driving i decided to check my Grindr. I seen some messages, but since I was really intoxicated, I didn’t pay attention to the earlier messages. I was drunk and in the mood so nothing really mattered. He asked if I was home yet, to which i replied pulling up now. He asked for my address and I gave it to him. He said he’ll be there in 20 minutes, which was enough time to shower and sober up. 

Since where I was staying was a little hidden, I had to go out to meet him. He pulls up in a new mustang and looked better than his photos. As we are walking up to my room, he starts asking a bunch of questions. “Do you have lube and condoms” “Are you Clean?” “What are you into, do you give head?” I answered all his questions, although I preferred to answer the last question once we got to my room. 

There we are at 7am, in my room, going at it. Things were starting to get intense. I told him I was going to grab a condom, he said not yet. He tells me to lay on my back and put my legs together. Slightly confused and nervous, I did what he said. He starts lubing up his penis and start going to work. I went with it for a bit, highly confused. He’s just going at it, huffing and puffing, like he’s at the gym lifting his max weight. Once again, I suggested a condom, he says not yet, again. Now I’m annoyed. I’m still laying on my back with my legs together, looking up at him. Just thinking, he could at least put my in a different position. I know it had to be hurting him, I could feel his dick slide between my thighs and bouncing off the mattress. He just keeps pounding away like he’s blowing my back out or something.

 When he “finished” he laid next to me all sweaty. Then he looks over at me and said he didn’t want our relationship to be built on sex. I’m laying there, screaming in my head, WHAT RELATIONSHIP? I seriously just spent 20 minutes laying here getting no satisfaction, only to have semen all over my thighs. I couldn't believe it really happened. I started to chuckle, like, he really did bust a nut from doing that. I would have died, if he put a condom on just to do that. That would have just sent me over the edge.

We go to the bathroom and started to clean up. I showed him the door, he gives me a kiss and a hug and leaves. In my head I’m like, he’s cut off. Seriously a waste of my time. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. How was I supposed to look at myself knowing something like that just happened? I wasn’t going to tell anyone about it, it was going to be my little secret. After I took a nap, I realized I had to tell someone about it. I couldn’t keep this to myself. I told my friends about it, now here I am, sharing it all with you. Hope you enjoyed my lovely encounter. 

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Welcome

Welcome, before we start this intrusive journey into my personal life, there are some things you should be aware of

This is my life

This is NOT for anyone under the age of 18

All entries/stories are TRUE

For the safety of the randoms, I won't use their real names, only nick names

For those who don't know or heard about Grindr, it’s a hook up app. All the users are gay males in your area who want to get a nut of. There’s a few who want small conversation or looking for friends. Then there’s a select few who are insane enough to look for love on there. Let’s just be honest, the chances of finding love on Grindr, is slim to none.

How this blog came about was because of one specific encounter. I call him “Thigh Fucker”. His story will be posted shortly. I was telling a friend about what happened and she couldn’t stop laughing. When she gained her composure, she suggested that i start blogging about all the encounters from the app. I wasn't too sure about it, since I didn’t want the world to know I’m a whore. So I ran the suggestion by the few gay friends I have, and they too thought it would be a good idea.

I’m not constantly on the app, but when I am, I’m just looking for some conversation and to see if there are any cute guys or just gay guys around. I’m new in town and ALL my friends are military. I’m trying to get away from the military life and gain some civilian friends, it doesn't help that I’m living in a military city, close to a military installation. All the guys on Tinder are looking for their next failed relationship. Grindr seemed like a better solution for my friendship problem. 

You’ll find out more about me as time goes on. For the time being, sit back, relax and enjoy the tales of my personal life. I promise you won't be disappointed. It won't be a waste of your time like some of my encounters were.

                                                      ENJOY