The First Date That Ended in His Bed

I met Ethan on gaysexdating.com. When I signed up, I was looking for more than just empty chats. I wanted a real connection, someone who shared my desires but could also surprise me. His profile caught my eye immediately. The photos were casual, natural – nothing staged. But it was his description, where he wrote about his love for “real conversations and long kisses,” that made me send him the first message.

He replied quickly, with humor and a teasing edge. Our chats started with movies and travel, but soon drifted into fantasies and questions about what truly turned us on. His words were bold but never crude – full of suggestions that ignited my imagination.

We met a week later. The plan was simple: a small bar in the city center. When I walked in, I knew it was him right away. He wore a simple shirt and jeans, looking even better than his photos – that genuine smile, confident gaze, and something in his posture that said he knew exactly what he wanted.

– Daniel? - he asked, standing up and extending his hand.

– Ethan. Finally. - I replied, our handshake lasting just a little longer than politeness required.

The conversation flowed easily, but underneath every word ran a current of tension. His knee brushed mine under the table. Instead of pulling back, he leaned closer.

– Another drink? - he asked with a grin.

– Honestly? I’d prefer something else… - I said, watching the spark light up in his eyes, the same one I had seen in our online chats.

Minutes later, we were on our way to his apartment. The ride was short, but heavy with anticipation.

As soon as the door closed behind us, Ethan grabbed my hand and pulled me in. Our lips crashed together in a kiss that instantly turned urgent and hungry. His hands roamed over my body, and I matched him with the same intensity.

– I’ve been dreaming of feeling you close all week. - he whispered as our bodies pressed tighter.

– Me too… and I’m done waiting.

Every touch was electric. His scent, his warmth, the way he guided me through this intimate dance – everything made me forget the rest of the world. Clothes fell to the floor one by one, and we explored each other with growing urgency.

What began as an innocent bar date turned into a night of discoveries and raw desire. Ethan was passionate, yet attentive – every moment of closeness was not only physical but emotional.

By morning, we lay side by side, exhausted yet fulfilled. His head rested on my shoulder, and I felt something shift inside me. This wasn’t just a fling. It was more.

– Do you think this is the beginning? - he asked softly.

– If it’s up to me – absolutely. - I replied, running my hand through his hair.

He smiled, and I knew that joining gaysexdating.com had been one of the best decisions I’d ever made.