Sharp-edge

I was the typical guy who as a teen and later as a young (naive) adult I was really into policemen and to a lesser extend I was into military men. I never got to have sex with any of those two categories back then. I was closeted and in the gay apps they were hard to find. Even if somebody told you that he was a policeman (but you couldn't really know that he was indeed) he would be the guy that would not send a photo. Thus no meeting had ever proceeded (thankfully things are better in this in Greece). As I got a bit older and I came to know more about police and the military (incidents on the news and some people that I met in the university etc) I started to loathing them. It would seem that their whole existence was based on when to get a day off and being lazy. At times of need they would seem inadequate to perform their duties and many of them not physically fit for that. The worst combination of all was (and still is) the military doctor thing. Those greedy people who think that are superior to citizen doctors and that the state has given them crazy privileges. So despite that the adolescent me would picture a policeman as a fit, hung, horny or any other attractive scheme, that image broke into thousands of tiny fragments. Then again, my profession is almost considered a turn on for someone (doctor here). But for me not as a common as I thought it would be besides the classic "check my prostate" or "are an urologist" thing. I've been approached by people who are into poppers believing I could coach them hard or into guys that are into breathplay. I assured them that while I would not take part in such activities I will be the doctor they will need in the ER when these games go wrong. Ironically, my expired policemen fantasy was fulfilled though. It almost resembled the revenge is served cold thing. There was a policeman that I'd meet quite often in the ER and we became to come a bit closer over time. One day he asked me out. He was a sexy guy but I had never really observed me. My mind was always clouded with "dude on the left is bleeding, elderly to the right is septic" and "policeman guy at the front" to even decipher his face. At that moment I felt one of the most pleasing and interesting sentiments. I felt how it feels to be desired. We dated for quite some time before somebody found the courage to make a move. We fucked many times (he was clumpsy it was more than obvious he was not very comfortable with guys and he was with women -don't ask me why-). So my fantasy was fulfilled multiple times with him and he did all that we wanted to. Eventually he got married to a woman. What's your desire profession, if any?

My english teacher (Greece here) happened quite unexpectedly to be a Scottish guy. We had great chemistry together. I was having private lessons with him for 5-6 years. (In Greece everybody takes english lessons, typically outside of school either in the form of a class or of private lessons and usually we reach the B2 or C2 level) Everything was great. He was very passionate about teaching. The only downside for my parents was that I had a Scottish accent. I was seriously in love with him. He had a cute blond to almost white beard (he was somewhere around 30), his eyebrows where almost white and his hair where brown-blond something. All that were too exotic for a virgin study like I was. I never dared do anything because I'd be sure he would be either straight (my guess is that he was) or he wouldn't be interested (I always had a thing for older guys and I thought that all of the students were too boring). Through all these years we had many nice moments. He was complaining to me that all his other students were discussing with him their issues but I was the guy who did not say a word ever. We were exchanging gifts for Christmas etc. He would always get me a book and a chocolate bar that he would bring from his journeys back to Scotland. He paid me a visit after I received my english certificate and then it took some years to see him again. It was on the street where he was shocked to see that I had a beard. He told me oh look at you you've become a man and tried to lift me while hugging me. That was a joke. Even as a kid I had nearly his height. Some years later my father told me he saw him in the street and they discussed for quite some time. He had been treated for a brain tumor. My father said that the Scottish did not tell him all these for him but to reach my ears. I tried to contact him but he had no social and I did not have his number. I was feeling sad. All this time (and before that incident) I had him on my mind. I always loved him but never approached him. Some time ago (not long) I learned that he died (he must have been in his ealry 40s). I felt so heartbroken. I also feel guilty for not contacting him at all all these years. Even after our lessons when I had his number etc. It's just that I'm the guy who has difficulties with all these but it doesn't mean I don't care for others. I'm just sad.

I think our professions get in the way because he's in the most bitchy/diva specialty ever and the fact that he bottomed for two dicks for his first time was a little too much. He was dominated. I have some news though. We started talking again. He cries several times a day without a clear reason. He keeps on saying that he doesn't feel himself, he feels embarrassed. I told him that he must not be embarrassed and that we both love him and he knows that and nobody is going to know about all this. We will still love him even if he does not want sex again and that we're there for him. Currently he stays in my arms comfortably (and someitmes to my bf's). My bf is a bit grumpy because he feels that he tried so much to give him a nice experience and he acts like he was traumatized and he is annoyed. Plus he demands my attention more than before and I feel like I have two supernatural babies that want me to look after them. I'm telling you guys, surgeons are attention-whores.

You are right. I worry about him because I know that he reacts weird in these circumstances. Plus I'm gonna see him either way because I'm the anaesthesiologist in several of his cases (hidden behind our lovely drape though).

I agree about that but I also think this moment was being built for months if not years. That's a lovely idea. I'm only missing the decent restaurant. All "chic" restaurants have fish-based foods in Athens for some reason and we all hate them. My bf is also a surgeon (different kind) and maybe that contributed too. I think that he likes to submit but at the same time he doesn't like that he likes it (I hope that makes sense too). In a kinky mood my bf said that we should lock his dick and he will come begging to get fucked and way more tamed. I messaged him that I'm very sad about it and he replied that I'm the most wonderful guy in the world and I shouldn't be sad. He didn't wanted to talk more than that though which doesn't really make sense. If the most wonderful guy out there messaged me I would like to talk to him.

I'm having a partner/boyfriend for 10 years. We're very happy together. We have a friend, who was actually my friend but later he became a common friend. We know him from work. His basic three characteristics is a) he's a constantly working surgeon b) he's cute c) he looks cold and narcissistic to the outside but he's very fragile inside. Cutting a long story short we ended up having sex with him. He was supposed to be straight but he hadn't had sex from university based on what he said. He was believing to be asexual and he had no real interest in family/wife/kids because he believed he would get cheated (because he works all the time). He comes to our place very often he even sleeps at our place (and eats). I believe that he could have a wife/girlfriend if he wanted to because I know lots of people who would fall for a sexy doctor with a good income. We had sex the previous week the three of us. We really enjoyed it. It was one of the best experiences of my life. Apart from the physical contact that fucking feels good, I enjoyed watching him how he reacted. I got pleasure from his pleasure (does this make sense?). I saw something in him that I had not seen before. I felt something protective towards him and so did my bf. We took a shower together after that. I had in mind that this could be a shock for him. Despite that everything felt nice and he enjoyed it, now he's at a weird state. He says that he doesn't know who he is anymore. He looks sad. I worry because of how he reacted to that. My bf says that he knows that we love him but he just needs time and that he will return for more. He also says that getting fucked may got interfered with his narcissism and his taste for power and he can't swallow that easily. I just wanted somebody's thoughts on that too. Could it be that he just needs time? I blame myself for that.

When I have a usual encounter with my bf, my asshole feels okay. It doesn't hurt or something or if I try to contract the muscle it feels normal. However if he is rough I can feel it for some time the same day. Things are different with fisting. I feel stretched for several days after and I like that. It's a weird type of pleasure because it is not during fisting but hours and almost days after that. Do you feel that way too? I think it's somewhat erotic/arousing to feel stretched. Maybe trying dildos would be similar but I've never tried one.

that is not true (unless you were here before 1982 or the person who told you so was not very up to date

Sounds like when I'm losing a pen everytime asks for one. I get your frustration.

[think before following links] https://www.theguardian.com/world/2024/feb/15/greece-becomes-first-orthodox-christian-country-to-legalise-same-sex-marriage That's a victory that means a lot for the rights of all gay (and the rest of the LBGTQ+) people in Greece and I'm really happy about it. It needed the support of 3 different parties (because not everyone from these parties voted for it). The church said terrible things these days for the politicans who would vote for it and threatened them with banish from the church. Maybe we're leaving mediaeval times. Maybe it's time for a renaissance.

The royal family of UK is often in the news these days due to the health issues of some of their members. I keep on hearing about the royal couples so that's why it crossed my mind. I suppose it must be very difficult to be gay and royalty especially if you are the prince of the crown. Not a common problem of course I understand. So I am curious would those in charge of the royal image (who would most possibly know) try to find you a wife? Would they help you find a lover in secret while you would have the image of a straight guy? I am intrigued by the idea of having some hunk bodyguards to protect me. Maybe you could have an affair like Whitney Huston with her bodyuguard in the well known movie.

Some guys feel just uninterested. Their hunger is satisfied for seconds while scrolling. They may jerk and they get back to work/their lives. This is a vicious cycle that some people have fallen in. I'm not sure if those who call themselves bators actually want it or they are inside a hard-to-realise loop. Cinder-fella huh? Never heard of that term before. For me it's not about perfection. I do need to like the guy. Mostly his face and an average body. What I need is to have someone be an inspiration for me. This can tie the whole thing and make it last when the lust fades.

I'm trying to decipher this behavior (of not actually meeting). Many people seem to be busy. Or act like it. Some people connect and they may say oh you know what I'm not logging in frequently. So I'm like what are you doing here then? Some other people say "I'm not looking for something". But come on you're in a dating app how can you be here without wanting something? And then we have the guys that are too hasty. They want u to go for a coffee right now. Sorry but I can't drink coffee or other beverages with someone because I just like his one profile photo. I need a little more contact than that. I'm not afraid to "invest" some of my time. Sometimes I think that maybe a majority of gays are having unrealistic expectations. That is why they are not interested too meet in real like. They wait for a prince or something. When I met my guy it was in real life without using an app. I had not seen him naked before I actually get him unrdressed. If I could magically change two parameters in the game called love, I would a) increase the percentage of gays (at least three times) and either make gays have realistic standards or make gays extraordinary lovable. When a gay guy loves another guy he has to overcome many obstacles. Is he gay too? Is he sexually what he needs? We end up in small numbers, especially in the countryside. Instagram has made us a global village with hot men sharing their fake life. And some people got stuck in that. For me love is simple. It takes a glance. When your eyes meets his the rest are on their way. Like a chemical reaction. All we need is bring the two reactants into a reasonable distance.

I regret to admit that it feels you are right. Was it always like that? I have the feeling that everybody talks about money. I see tens of stupid IG profiles about how a stupid almost sexy guy now has a laborgini and is somewhere in Dubai and wants to share that advice. Everybody wanting to be a dermatologist (among medical students) because of well.. money. Everything revolves around money. I'm not rich but come on there are other things in life to crave. I always liked to chat with older guys in my first days of the internet. These guys could hold great conversations. And I'm not talking about have me fall for them. You could even make friends. Now it feels like talking to a half-finished AI-based creature.

You are 100% right. However I'm a millenial and I don't like all these. What I enjoy is flirting with someone that it happened to meet him outside. My best friend keeps on sending me IG posts of hot guys that he thinks I would like. He is right these guys are hot for me BUT I'm not interested for every random ginger dude out there. I know that there are many hot guys out there in the globe. But these are almost "Fake". Egocentric, egomaniac people that they are half porn starlets and half influences. I'm sick of that.