Ever? Hmmm. Off the top of my head, and only counting guys I don’t stay in touch with:
1. The guy who introduced me to watersports, the first time 2. The Brazilian in Dorchester who facefucked me three times in a row 3. The guy I met at the cruisy park when I was like twenty who kept me pressed against the car door the whole time 4. The Brooklyn couple I met in a swimming pool 5. The guy from Vermont that I helped christen a mutual friend’s apartment by boning him on top of all the unpacked boxes
ps if any of you five/six people are reading this pleeeeeeeeeeeease say hi.
We’re more than three weeks into July and I’ve been to the beach exactly once. And it was so windy that day that I didn’t even go in the water. What I wouldn’t give to jump in the ocean right now, or at least somebody’s pool, although Providence isn’t really a pool city (for some reason) and the public pools aren’t designed for adults. Even the hotels here don’t have pools, except for one. Why do I even like this city?