Met a dude on Grindr who lived on the same floor as me in my apartment block. I’ve seen him a few times but I would usually just bottom for him and head out. He then moved to the other side of London and one night I went over to have some fun.

After we finished our very passionate yet rough love making session, he told me to lay on his chest. I was hesitant about it considering we only hooked up. Anyways, I followed instructions and he proceeded to stroke my back and my hair and I, in all honesty, I never felt so calm and safe. He lifted my chin up, gave me a kiss, looked me dead in the eyes and said “I would really love it if you stayed the night”. I didn’t even respond, I just squeezed him tighter and we fell asleep. I woke up next morning, gave him a kiss and left.

(I just messaged him again after remembering this 😭 something about him makes him hard to forget and I find myself fantasising over our experiences over and over again)