Because he doesn't want the guy he's seeing to find out about me, I'm not even allowed to send him txt msgs unless he sends me a txt msg first. Luckily though, I spot him on gaydar a week or so before his birthday, so I tell him the good news:
GB: so I've got you a nice little birthday present :-), when can I give it to you
bf#3: hmmm, what is it please
I knew I was going to have trouble!
GB: well, it's a surprise :-)bf#3: I'd like to work out whether I can accept this present. Is it a Rolex watch or anything like that?
At least he knows that I'm not cheap.
GB: no actually, but is that what you really want?
bf#3: No definitely not! I could never accept something as expensive as that. Seriously though, did you spend more than £50 on it?
GB: you don't know the rules about birthday presents do you!
bf#3: what rules would those be ... ?
GB: well, you're not allowed to ask what a present is in advance, that's for sure. But then, even if you've found out in advance what a present is, you have to pretend to be surprised when you open it. Either way, you have to say that it's just what you've always wanted and pretend to be grateful, and afterwards you can never let the person who gave you the present find out that you gave it away as soon as you could!
bf#3: LOL, but what would you do if I feel I can't accept the present? Promise me that you'll take it back to the shop for a refund
GB: no, I'll find someone to give it to who won't be so ungrateful!
bf#3: LOL
In fact the present did cost more than £50, but not much more. Anyway, I feel certain that he'll like the present so I'm not worried.
Since my original meeting with the Mediterranean guy L, we'd been in occasional txt msg contact, and had been trying to arrange another liaison with each other. Checking my mobile phone on the way into work on the first Tuesday in July, I spot a txt msg that L had sent me late the previous evening:
L: Hi there. I'm off 2morrow if u wanna meet up lunchtime.
What a nice idea, although I'll have to check my work diary to make sure there's time. But before I reach my desk, another txt msg arrives:
bf#3: is early lunchtime today good for gb to visit? x
That's txt msg I wanted :-), so I guess L will have to wait! However when I finally get to my desk, I realise that I've got a problem. There's a lunch with my colleague P in my diary. P's been wanting to introduce me to a friend of his for a while now, and the last time this meeting was planned I had to postpone so I can't really postpone again. But it's an early lunch, so I might just be able to have lunch with P and his friend, and then visit L afterwards :-). Although that would mean missing the opportunity to give boyfriend number 3 his birthday present :-(.
Reluctantly I decide that this is the best course of action. I keep telling boyfriend number 3 to give me a bit more notice of times when I can visit him, and out of these three lunchtime appointments both the others were suggested a day or more beforehand. L's a great guy too, and to keep our friendship alive I should go and see him again. So with a heavy heart I send a txt msg to boyfriend number 3:
GB: Awwww, I've got a lunch today that I can't move :-(, soz, might it be poss to visit 2mrw? GB xoxox
and another txt msg to L:
GB: Hi L, it would be nice to visit you again, I can probably visit late lunchtime today, is that any good? GB xxx
and wait for the replies. I get bf#3's answer within a few minutes:
bf#3: No worries :-) not here tomorrow :-( will buzz you when i get back ;-)
and a rather shorter one from L:
L: OK
Hmmmm, L's not exactly bursting with enthusiasm but never mind, I guess he's just one of these guys who think it's cool to keep txt msgs as short as possible!
Everything goes according to plan. I manage to start the lunch with P slightly early, so just after 1pm I'm looking for a taxi to take me over to L's. And when I arrive, he's happy to see me.
"Come in," he says smiling as I follow him upstairs into his flat.
As soon as we're inside he turns to me and gives me a kiss. And L's a great kisser!
"Nice to see you again too," I say smiling at him.
Edging into his front room, I sit down to take off my shoes and socks. L looks down at me approvingly.
"You told me last time that you've got a boyfriend didn't you," he says smiling.
"Yes," I reply looking a bit sheepish.
"Well, don't you think that us Latin guys make very sexy lovers?"
"Yes, definitely," I say smiling back at him now.
"So why don't you let me be your boyfriend instead?"
Looking up at him now, he looks adorable and slightly vulnerable. But I what on earth can I say?
"But I've been with my boyfriend since 1989, I can't leave him just like that, even if I wanted to, which I don't."
"WOW," he says looking surprised, "that's a long time! Well, it was just a thought ..."
He looks slightly rejected, so I stand up and go over to him and put my arm round him. He smiles at me kisses me again, so hopefully he doesn't mind that much. And just like the Sunday a week and a half previously, we have a lovely time together.
In the taxi on my way back to work, I think back to what L said, and wonder whether I should have been more honest with him. Although I do have a boyfriend that I've been with since 1989, maybe I should have told him that I've also got other boyfriends as well!
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