How did you meet your husband/boyfriend?
|by Anonymous||reply 52||04/05/2013|
At a party thrown by a guy I had been on a date with days earlier. Best thing I ever did was go with my bf.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||04/01/2013|
At a party held by mutual friends in 1991. Our eyes met, we chatted a bit. He got my number from our mutual friend a few days later and called me up to ask for a date.
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|by Anonymous||reply 3||04/01/2013|
Waiting room of an STD testing clinic.
|by Anonymous||reply 4||04/01/2013|
At my high school reunion.
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Gay.com, in 1998.
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XXX Book Store.
|by Anonymous||reply 8||04/01/2013|
"Youth in Film" dinner at the CA Governor's Mansion.
|by Anonymous||reply 9||04/01/2013|
an AOL chat room 12 years ago....
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|by Anonymous||reply 11||04/01/2013|
The barn. It was raining. The smell of the wet hay proved to be a sexual elixir for both of us. He neighed. I blanched.
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Online, 17 years ago
|by Anonymous||reply 13||04/01/2013|
I met him in the candy store.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||04/01/2013|
When I answered the back door to find him, hedge clippers in hand, asking for "agua."
|by Anonymous||reply 15||04/01/2013|
Craigslist. He was in an "open" relationship.
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|by Anonymous||reply 19||04/01/2013|
through friend/coworker in 1998...bit of a blind date that is still going strong 15 years later!
|by Anonymous||reply 20||04/01/2013|
First met him at a bar. Hooked up with him a few years later at a mutual friend's party. That was 15 years ago. Not married or living together, we spend most weekends together, and that works for us.
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|by Anonymous||reply 22||04/01/2013|
Christian Science reading room.
|by Anonymous||reply 23||04/01/2013|
Inside one of Bloomingdale's bathrooms! We are celebrating our 20th anniversary this year.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||04/01/2013|
We're talking about boyfriends, not distant acquaintances, R21.
|by Anonymous||reply 25||04/01/2013|
Through his brother Nick.
|by Anonymous||reply 27||04/03/2013|
At this fratty straight bar in ny.
|by Anonymous||reply 28||04/03/2013|
Personal ad in the Chicago Reader.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||04/03/2013|
He moved into the apartment directly under me. Met him on the day he moved in and actualy helped him move some of his furniture in. We were almost instant friends, then started hooking up once in awhile about a year into our friendship, then about six months later realized we had the basis for a good relationship, which we both wanted at the time. I kept my apartment for the next two years (my issues, but he was really understanding) we mostly used it for storage and when friends and family came to town. Finally gave up my issues and apartment when we adopted his sister's baby and bought our house. That was 16 years ago.
|by Anonymous||reply 30||04/03/2013|
R18, who was he? This sounds like a good story.
|by Anonymous||reply 31||04/03/2013|
Gay Liberation meeting, 40 years ago.
|by Anonymous||reply 32||04/03/2013|
I love R30. What a great story.
I met my BF on Adam4Adam. We hooked up once, and I couldn't stop thinking about him for four months, even though we lost touch after that hookup. So I saw him on A4A again and messaged him I'd like to meet up again. He responded right away that he would really like to as well.
From that second date onward, we constantly helped each other out and found ways to hang out together and do stuff. We were both quite needy at the time, and the relationship just developed naturally from there, until 3 months later we decided we were actually boyfriends.
I'm forever glad that my neighbor told me to go on A4A, since he had so much success with hooking up there. Wasn't really looking for a BF, but found a great one.
It just goes to show, when you meet someone and click with them, it doesn't matter a bit where you met them. You just need to keep yourself out there as much as you can, in as many ways as possible.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||04/03/2013|
Single at fifty, and quick to learn that I was too old for bars or most dating sites, I posted an honest profile and a few flattering pic on Silverdaddies. Met some great guys, but distance was usually an issue. So I narrowed my search to guys up to 50 miles from home. Shallow soul that I am, asked the hottest one out for a pizza. That was eight years ago.
|by Anonymous||reply 34||04/03/2013|
My (gay) brother introduced us at a bar in Greenwich Village. He said that he had been trying to hook us up for a long time, but I lived in Brooklyn and my BF to-be lived on the UES. That was like Siberia to me. That first night, he went home with someone else, but I thought he was good bet, and was willing to wait. Twenty years later, we're still a couple.
|by Anonymous||reply 35||04/03/2013|
He was my next door neighbor.
When I first moved in I became quite friendly with him. I'd visit him once in a while when he invited me in. We had a good rapport.
Then he started to get a little stalky. Always appear when I left my house, that sort of thing. Eventually it lead to a big show down. It was a pain because we both worked from home. I was ready to move. But I thought, in the meantime, I'd better be reasonably friendly simply because he was always there.
Fast forward six months & I had a big family upset and for some reason called him and he came over. He was so good about it and I fell for him. He'd already fallen for me, that's what all the stalking was about.
That was almost ten years ago. He moved about two miles away, a couple of years ago, but we're still together. There's no one I'd rather spend my time with.
|by Anonymous||reply 36||04/03/2013|
R30, why did you take his sister's baby?
|by Anonymous||reply 37||04/03/2013|
At a Latin night at a straight club.
|by Anonymous||reply 38||04/03/2013|
I don't have a husband/boyfriend, you insensitive clod!
|by Anonymous||reply 39||04/03/2013|
"He moved about two miles away, a couple of years ago, but we're still together."
Gurl, you in danger...
|by Anonymous||reply 40||04/03/2013|
R37 made me laugh
|by Anonymous||reply 41||04/03/2013|
At work. I resisted at first, because I didn't want any workplace drama, but he wore me down with his charm.
|by Anonymous||reply 42||04/03/2013|
We met at "Catch One" disco (LA) in 1991. My friends had dragged me out (after I had sworn off dating) and my soon to be BF had been drug there by his friends as well. My friends pointed him out just as HIS friends were pointing me out, funny and awkward but we exchanged numbers. We had dinner the next night and moved in together after a month. We've been together 21 years.
|by Anonymous||reply 43||04/03/2013|
Wonderful story, R43. It gives me hope somehow.
|by Anonymous||reply 44||04/03/2013|
Rawhide, NYC, R.I.P., but we're together ten years in June.
|by Anonymous||reply 45||04/03/2013|
R23 are you still a Christian Scientist? My parents were but it didn't stick with me. I don't see many churches anymore and I've wondered if the congregations are dwindling.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||04/03/2013|
He was hired at a gallery I worked at. Became friends and hung out. We moved to Florida to work for a well known artist. Stayed a couple of years and returned north. We have our own gallery and been together for 26 years this May. Seems like no time.
|by Anonymous||reply 47||04/04/2013|
R37 we adopted his sister's baby because she was 14 when she got pregnant, and she was going to have to give the baby up for adoption thru a fundamentalist x-ian adoption agency that their mother had found.
|by Anonymous||reply 48||04/05/2013|
We met at the gym. 15 years ago.
|by Anonymous||reply 49||04/05/2013|
Collingwood, San Francisco, 20 years ago.
|by Anonymous||reply 50||04/05/2013|
My friend is a very good martial artist (karate), and he met his boyfriend when he fought against him in a competition. Each took note of the other during the match, but they didn't start dating until they ran into each other a couple of months later. They've been together 5 years now.
|by Anonymous||reply 51||04/05/2013|
It will be early in the morning at a flea market that doesn't sell socks. There will still be mist on the ground.
I'll be scanning tables for ironstone that doesn't sport that fucking tea leaf. I'll pick up an acceptable plate and his hand will brush against mine.
I'll bare my teeth in a fake smile and look up at him.
Illuminated by a rising sun will be my husband - climbably tall with jawline and temples reminiscent of Howie Long.
He'll be wearing mom carpenter jeans and I will forgive him. He will not get my plate, however.
|by Anonymous||reply 52||04/05/2013|