I used to be the guy that got dumped because I was “too clingy.” I didn’t understand why being clingy was a bad thing. Don’t you want to be loved? Don’t you want me to show you how much I love you? What is wrong with wanting to know where you are all the time? I didn’t get it — until I experienced it for myself.

I’ll call him “Chad” for the sake of privacy…

One night, my friends asked me to come out to a hotel party they were hosting. I loved hotel parties because you could get as drunk as you wanted and you would have a place to crash if you got too wasted. I also knew that gay hotel parties meant there were going to be bunch of drunk guys down to do the dirty. So of course, I said yes.

When I came to the party, most guys were already drunk. I was pleasantly surprised by how good-looking the crowd was. I loved arriving late to parties because I got all the attention from the hoes.

Lesson: You never want to be the first one to arrive at a party. Your “face value” goes down as time goes on. That means, if you’re the first one to arrive and everyone sees you, as the party goes on, less people are going to be interested or care about you. As soon as someone attractive and fun (ME) comes in, you’re basically old news.

I got myself a drink, walked outside and sat next to a group of guys smoking. I introduced myself and Chad introduced himself to me. He was tall and dark. I could tell Chad was flirting with me right away. He kept touching my thighs as he was speaking and I didn’t mind it. I was down with the swirl.

Chad and I went into the restroom and started making out. He was so aggressive when he was kissing me, it turned me on. I grabbed his ass and turned him around against the sink. I pulled his pants down and bit his ass cheeks. His ass was so plump and I wanted to eat it so bad. At this point, I was wasted off my pants and it was impossible for me to get hard. As much as I wanted to have sex with Chad and as hard as he tried to push his ass up against my dick, it wouldn’t rise. Swirl wasn’t happening…

The next day, I woke up with Chad drooling on my chest and we were both inside the bath tub. One guy came in and while taking a piss, looked at me and Chad with a creepy smile as if he was congratulating us.

(Great, now everyone at the party is going to think Chad and I had sex.)

I went home ashamed at the fact that I got so sloppy with Chad, but also at the fact that WE DIDN’T ACTUALLY HAVE SEX! What a waste of a rumor. I got to my house and started charging my phone after it died on me the previous night at the party.

*DING* *DING* *DING* *DING*

I kept getting text messages from an unknown number.

“Hey this is Chad” “Did you get home safe?” “Yesterday was fun, wasn’t it?” “I would love to see you again.”

At first, I thought it was cute. I said to myself, “Aw, he really likes me.” I never had a guy give me so much attention before. His responding time was so quick. Every morning, I woke up to long, sweet messages from him. It was nice to have this kind of attention from a guy. Plus, Chad wasn’t bad looking and I was lonely for some steady dick.

One night, I came home from a long day at work. I was so tired I just wanted to go home and sleep. From a far distance, I saw a tall figure standing in front of my door. I was hoping it wasn’t Chad, but it was.

Me: What the fuck are you doing here? It’s raining! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming by?

Chad: I wanted to surprise you! I brought you some food, but it’s cold now.

Me: Aw, I’m sorry… You should’ve just told me you were coming over. Come in.

Chad came inside drenched in rain. I felt bad, but I was also annoyed at the fact that he just showed up to my house without any notice. We weren’t boyfriends or anything so I thought it was little bit rude. After dinner, we had sex. I was already tired from work, but I felt like making him leave without any action was impolite. After we had sex, we took a shower and I waited for him to dry up and leave, but he sat down on my bed and wouldn’t LEAVE!

Me: Yeah, I’m really tired.

Chad: Come here, let me give you a back rub.

Me: No thanks, don’t you have class tomorrow morning?

Chad: I don’t need to go to that.

Me: You sure? I don’t want you to not go to class to be here.

Chad: It’s okay, I love spending time with you.

I know I should’ve said no and put an end to it, but I honestly thought he was just really sweet and I couldn’t hurt his feelings. Chad slept over that night and in the morning he woke me up with a full breakfast. I didn’t have any classes or work for the rest of the weekend so Chad stayed all weekend with me. By the end of the weekend, I wanted his ass to get the fuck out. How can a normal person do this? Why would you not want to go home?! WE WEREN’T EVEN DATING! I was so confused and became frustrated at myself for not being able to tell Chad to go home!

Chad: So tomorrow I should go home.

Me: (TOMORROW?!) Oh, you gonna stay one more day?

Chad: Yeah, is that okay?

Me: Yeah… (FUCK)

A few weeks passed and I tried everything to dodge Chad’s calls and texts. He sent me multiple texts at a time and even when I ignored him, he would not take the hint! He kept showing up to my house without notice and surprising me with gifts and food. It was becoming incredibly uncomfortable and I was scared that I would wake up one day and see him standing in front of me. He even asked for my spare key! He would get so upset when I didn’t pick up my phone or answer his text messages.

Chad: Why are you not answering my calls? When are you free? Can you pick up I need to tell you something important. I’m going to come over hope you’re home.

I had reached my limit at this point. I had to say something!

Me: Chad, this has got to stop. I’m really sorry, I’m not looking for a boyfriend right now. I feel like you’re suffocating me.

That’s when the crazy came out.

Chad: I GAVE UP MY JOB (Part time job at McDonald’s) SO I CAN BE THERE FOR YOU! HOW CAN YOU SAY THIS TO ME NOW? YOU DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING TO ME BEFORE! YOU’RE SO FUCKING SELFISH! WOW, MY LIFE IS FUCKING OVER!

I could not believe this happa was going to blame this on me! I didn’t tell him to do all this for me and now he was going to call me the bad guy? After that text, Chad was nowhere to be seen or heard. Thank the lord.

Conclusion: If someone is overly nice to you and you know it’s not going to happen between you two, just be upfront. Sometimes white lies can get you into more shit. Being spoiled is great until it’s not. Always keep it 100.

