I don’t know if it was overexcitement or overstimulation but I wasn’t ready yet. As the figure drew closer, I pulled my pants up. I’d only been out of the closet for a few short months and this was like nothing I’d ever known.Īs soon as we spotted somebody in the distance, he excitedly dropped to his knees, pulled down my pants and started sucking my cock. My arms were crossed the entire time, something I often do when I’m uncomfortable. He took my hand as I exited the car, and then led me into a dense forest laced with skinny trails pointing in every direction. I was excited, but also incredibly nervous. My heart was pounding through my chest when we pulled up to the hill. The first man I dated out of the closet was older than me, and took it upon himself to give me a lesson in gay culture by taking me to a popular cruising spot in the middle of the night.
But then again, I came out in the era of Grindr, where dick is delivered to your door quicker than pizza. Admittedly, my experience with cruising is limited.
