A memorable encounter in mid July

On the first Saturday in July I ended up having a bit of fun with a guy who I met on gay.com, but overall it was quite a dull occasion. The following Saturday however, I get chatting to a guy on gaydar, and the visit was much more memorable. But memorable for a rather unfortunate reason!

"Come in :-)," says the guy, opening the door to his apartment. He's got a cute smile on his face, but he looks a bit tired.

"Where do you want me then?" I say smiling back.

"Let's go into the bedroom."

I follow him into a room containing a big double bed. Inside the room, the blinds are drawn so that compared to the rest of the apartment it seems quite dark. The guy sits down on a chair by the side of the double bed and slowly begins to take his shoes off. Since there's no other chair available, I sit on the side of the bed and do the same.

"Actually I'm a bit hung-over," the guy admits, standing up to slip his trousers off. "I often feel horny when I'm hung-over, I hope you don't mind?"

"That's OK," I say, "I often feel horny when I'm hung-over too!"

But in truth, I am a bit disappointed. For example, my experience kissing guys who have recently had too much alcohol is that they tend not to have the freshest breath!

None the less, he's got a reasonable looking body, and before too long we're on his bed getting to know each other :-), although I do avoid kissing him.

"Do you like poppers?" he asks after a few minutes.

"No actually, but go ahead if you want to use some," I say.

The guy reaches for a small bottle by the side of the bed and takes a big sniff. Not a huge number of the guys I've met over the years have used poppers, but naturally I do get asked that question every now and then. I did try them once, and although orgasm was more pleasurable, I've always attributed the nasty headache that I got afterwards to the poppers and I've never used them since.

"Oh my god!!" the guy says desperately, with panic in his voice a minute later. But this isn't his finale! He jumps off the bed and runs out of the bedroom leaving me feeling confused. I don't normally have that effect on guys when I'm naked!

I hear a rather unpleasant sound, then the toilet flushing, and a couple of minutes later the guy returns looking highly embarrassed.

"Errr, sorry about that," he says with a pale face, "I've just been sick :-(."

"Oh dear, perhaps I should go if you're not feeling well?"

"It's just the hang-over mixing with the poppers, I'm really sorry, but I'm sure I'll be OK in a minute. Nothing to do with you, just let me rest."

He lies down next to me, and I reach out to touch him gently on his elbow, to reassure him. To the touch he feels cold and clammy.

"Do you like being cuddled?" I offer, thinking that a bit of TLC might help.

"No."

I can't help thinking that his reply is a bit unfriendly. Perhaps I should leave after all? Having reached this point though, and with a good looking guy lying naked in front of me, I feel the need to complete what we started. Within a few minutes the guy seems to have recovered, and once activities are resumed we both end up reaching a satisfactory conclusion.

Ever since I got that headache I've been a bit suspicious of poppers. Being with that guy taught me another reason to avoid them!