Being gay on home territory

It was a Sunday... I'd been home about 10 days or so, and I had yet to check out the gay scene in this place. I hate the fact that I can't get everywhere by public transport and it doesn't run in the early hours of the morning, which is when I would be heading home after a great night out. But I digress.

I'd done some research on local gay hangouts. Some searching online, the bars, the clubs. I took a car, (yeah I actually drove) and headed to C Road. Now one thing I don't do any more is go out alone, for 2 reasons. 1) it looks like i'm just out to get laid, and 2) it makes me look pretty desperate. However, desperate times call for desperate measures. I wanted to meet people and make friends and this was the way to do it. If I wanted sex, well thats what Manhunt and gaydar (and facebook lol) are for. I was more in the mood for a few drinks than anything else, so I figured pub/bar more than club.


X looked pretty quiet so I thought i'd check out D and S. Scouting them out while driving by isn't the easiest, but I decided DTs was the place to go tonight. Driving down V I heard a noise that did not sound too good. At a red light I opened my door, hoping against hope that it wasn't what I thought it was. Yep it was, a flat tire. I pulled into a local gas station and set about changing it. And I actually did a decent job. Maybe i'm not as gay as I thought I was, lol. But once that was all done I was dirty (no not in that way! lol) and just not in the mood anymore.

That was false start #1. I'd try again the next night. I'd gone so long without going to a gay bar or club I was begining to lose it. Only the next night turned into false start #2 because I had no access to a car.

Tuesday night was try #3. This was either going to work or i was giving up. S was closed. I know it might be a slow night, but closed?! Then I remember that i'm not in New York anymore. Off to D. I looked in and there looked like there were 2 people there. Plus bartenders of course. I started walking away and noticed a guy heading towards me. As I walked away I saw he had turned around was heading toward me. Oh crap. It was dark, no-one was around. I quickly crossed the road and put my cellphone to my ear like I was talking to someone. I could last so long on the streets of New York, there's no way I'm coming home and getting mugged or anything.

But he called out to me, if you're looking for a party there's one up the road, and gave me the address. I had no idea who this guy was or what kind of party there was up the road. I told him i might pop by later and headed to my car. I went to X instead. And what a pretty place that was. A few older gays, some younger guys in the other room causing trouble. Did anyone say bar brawl? lol. I had a beer and left. This couldn't be happening, could it?

I decided I really needed to enjoy this night, one way or another. I went back to the 'party up the block' but couldn't hear any noise. Didn't sound like a party was going on there. What the hell was I doing there. Was I about to ring some stranger's doorbell at 11 o'clock at night? I tried looking over the fence, couldn't see anything into the house. I tried heading around the back to see what I could hear. There were definitely people there, gay people, drinking, talking, music in the background. Yep I was about to crash this party. I went around the front and rang the bell. Nothing. I pressed it again. Nothing. Was it even working? Could they not hear it?

I went around to the back again, and actually climbed the fence. "Could someone open the front gate?" Is that a neighbour? "No i'm not a neighbour, you're not making too much noise, can someone let me in?" That did it. I climbed down and went around to the front. The guy who opened the door had no idea who I was, but he led me in and says "well he's cute". Couldn't have asked for a better introduction. It was great getting to know some new people, and had a really fun time, staying till the early hours of the morning. This place doesn't have to be so bad after all :)

Of course the following Sunday I first met some straight friends for a drink, but I was bored so went back to check out the gays. Flashing lights, warning sounds. Fuck, foiled by my car again!