I heard there's a really cruisey bathroom at O'Hare Airport in Chicago.
There is a website out there, not sure if I can post it or not. If not, just edit this comment mr kind moderator sir.
But check out squirt dot org for finding nearby cruising locations

I was always quiet during sex when I was younger. I realized that if I let myself moan, we both enjoy it more!
Just hate hate HATE fake moaning, which is a big part of why I prefer amateur porn to studio porn

I suppose that if you're cruising at a gay bar, you're looking for sex and not a relationship. Is that true?
Your approach should probably be different if you want to try and eventually date the guy than if you were trying to have sex.

Maybe without STDs there wouldn't be such negativity associated with sluttiness

damn, sorry no help to ya.
I would love to see more of this guy, that was HOT!

quetdi
Where did you get your profille picture?

I pull it all out over my waistband of my boxers, including my balls. It's just more comfortable that way and easier to piss.

As a child, I fantasized about older men nearly all the time.
Now as an adult, I cringe at the thought of a full grown man exposing himself around a child, even in a flaccid state.
Except of course in locker rooms. (Though as a kid I thought it was weird when some guy showered naked next to me, though if I wasn't with a friend I would've surely reacted differently).

Not shaming anybody, just an observation.

I just started dating a guy recently who lives with his ex husband and their daughter. They have been separated for nearly a decade but moved in together because their daughter just started high school. It's great that they're doing it for the kid, but of course raises questions and a certain level of doubt.

I'm just curious if an of you are in a similar situation, or have any thoughts on the topic. Let me know.

While of course nobody can answer this for you, I can tell you about my situation.
I first came out to a friend who was bi that had moved away when we were talking on the phone. He said something about knowing he makes me uncomfortable and I told him that I myself had played with other guys.

Then in college I was taking adderall with a friend, and after being up all night talking, I came out to him. He was pretty cool about it, though we lost touch when I left that school.

When some guy was threatening me, I told my best friend. He was only upset that I didn't tell him earlier. (Difficult to do if somebody uses the term faggot a lot. Still my best friend to this day, years later).

When I was depressed after some relationship issues, I came out to my dad. I told him I would rather kill myself than be gay, but that I thought I was bi. He told me he loves me no matter what. I'm prettttyy damn gay ha.

Then I came out to my oldest brother, then my sisters, then finally my mom. I had a hard time trusting my mom with the "secret" because she is an alcoholic with the tendency to gossip or throw things in your face.

In the end, with my best friends and family are on my side, I felt comfortable admitting I'm gay.