I kind of know what you guys are going to tell me on this one, but I want to see if there are any nuances here that I'm missing.
Some background knowledge that's necessary - I am polyamorous. For those
unfamiliar, in a nutshell, this means I am cool with having multiple romantic or sexual partners at the same time. FWIW I'm also pansexual (can be attracted to anyone of any gender/gender identity/non-gendered identity), but that doesn't factor into this much.
I started dating D. in January of 2012, mostly out of desperation to get laid. I never was particularly attached to him, and at least twice caught myself referring to him as "a ready source of sex" at the time. He was old enough to be my father. It was not my best decision ever. But we mostly had fun together, and once we broke a bed.
In May of that same year, I had a longtime friend, P., over (he lived a good three hour drive away) to spend the night. We got rather turned on while talking in bed, and rather than have sex with him without talking to D. first, we separated ourselves for a good half hour to calm down (your mind can fill in the blanks) and then went to sleep.
I talked to D. and he said that "considering my nature" he thought it extremely fitting that I have multiple partners. He just didn't want to hear anything about sex with P., and didn't want me to say anything to P. about sex with him. I agreed to this and was dating both of them briefly.
I moved most of the way across the country for work in July. D., who said he would follow me out here for a job at the same company, instead elected to take my 18-year-old former roommate out and hit on her shamelessly. I said earlier he was old enough to be MY dad, and I was 26 at the time. So I decided he was into the youngest women he could find (I look 18, which didn't help his case) and I was done with him, and told him as much. He repeatedly tried to add me back on Facebook and at one point I discovered he was following my page. I blocked him.
After I got here, I started dating K. in August, shortly after I dumped D. K. is the love of my life. I have never met any man so tender and gentle, and he has a great sense of humor and is smart and handsome, and I'll stop making you gag.
P., meanwhile, barely said word one to me from the time I got here until roughly November. And then it was to weasel out of coming to visit me, because he refuses to fly. I told him when my blackout dates were (days I was required to be available to work) and asked him to look up train tickets, and asked when he would have off school. He said he would have to get back to me. Frustrated, I said that most of the time, colleges have a full semester schedule posted on their websites, and he made some crack about how I could just as easily look up my own schedule online. Which was patently false - we only get our schedules about 48 hours in advance of the first day of the schedule, and they are certainly not available online. Especially a month in advance.
Around...January or so, P. started talking to me more often, and most of it was about how much we were looking forward to seeing each other at the geek
convention where we met in...2007, I believe. The con was in May. That was pretty much all we talked about for those months. In March, K. and I moved
into an apartment together. He was unable to come with me to the con. Meanwhile I had been talking to a friend of mine since about January, and
planned to have sex with him at the con as well. And before any of you ask, yes, I use protection. And yes, K. was aware I was going to be having sex with two other men and possibly a woman (which didn't pan out), and he was aware before I left.
Long story short, I had sex with P., I had sex with the friend (who is now a friend with occasional benefits), and at the con (we shared a hotel room), P. told me that he's basically dating me so that he has someone. That if he finds someone who wants him to be monogamous for them, then
. Which basically made me
. He also told me about his complex about being alone and lonely and how much of his life has been spent in solitude, and how god-awful that was.
So now P. has been seeing someone I met briefly when I was there in May. I guess they've been dating since about June. And he just posted on Facebook
about how she met his parents, and how they got along and stuff. I think it's extremely early for her to meet his parents, but hey, they live hundreds of miles from him and maybe they were visiting and she happened to come over. I don't mind that he's dating someone else. I do feel jealous and I'm not going to lie about that.
So I'm not going to say what I expect to hear, but fire away. There's a reason I come here for advice, and that's that all y'all rock at giving it. And the person in the title is P.
Some background knowledge that's necessary - I am polyamorous. For those
unfamiliar, in a nutshell, this means I am cool with having multiple romantic or sexual partners at the same time. FWIW I'm also pansexual (can be attracted to anyone of any gender/gender identity/non-gendered identity), but that doesn't factor into this much.
I started dating D. in January of 2012, mostly out of desperation to get laid. I never was particularly attached to him, and at least twice caught myself referring to him as "a ready source of sex" at the time. He was old enough to be my father. It was not my best decision ever. But we mostly had fun together, and once we broke a bed.
In May of that same year, I had a longtime friend, P., over (he lived a good three hour drive away) to spend the night. We got rather turned on while talking in bed, and rather than have sex with him without talking to D. first, we separated ourselves for a good half hour to calm down (your mind can fill in the blanks) and then went to sleep.
I talked to D. and he said that "considering my nature" he thought it extremely fitting that I have multiple partners. He just didn't want to hear anything about sex with P., and didn't want me to say anything to P. about sex with him. I agreed to this and was dating both of them briefly.
I moved most of the way across the country for work in July. D., who said he would follow me out here for a job at the same company, instead elected to take my 18-year-old former roommate out and hit on her shamelessly. I said earlier he was old enough to be MY dad, and I was 26 at the time. So I decided he was into the youngest women he could find (I look 18, which didn't help his case) and I was done with him, and told him as much. He repeatedly tried to add me back on Facebook and at one point I discovered he was following my page. I blocked him.
After I got here, I started dating K. in August, shortly after I dumped D. K. is the love of my life. I have never met any man so tender and gentle, and he has a great sense of humor and is smart and handsome, and I'll stop making you gag.
P., meanwhile, barely said word one to me from the time I got here until roughly November. And then it was to weasel out of coming to visit me, because he refuses to fly. I told him when my blackout dates were (days I was required to be available to work) and asked him to look up train tickets, and asked when he would have off school. He said he would have to get back to me. Frustrated, I said that most of the time, colleges have a full semester schedule posted on their websites, and he made some crack about how I could just as easily look up my own schedule online. Which was patently false - we only get our schedules about 48 hours in advance of the first day of the schedule, and they are certainly not available online. Especially a month in advance.
Around...January or so, P. started talking to me more often, and most of it was about how much we were looking forward to seeing each other at the geek
convention where we met in...2007, I believe. The con was in May. That was pretty much all we talked about for those months. In March, K. and I moved
into an apartment together. He was unable to come with me to the con. Meanwhile I had been talking to a friend of mine since about January, and
planned to have sex with him at the con as well. And before any of you ask, yes, I use protection. And yes, K. was aware I was going to be having sex with two other men and possibly a woman (which didn't pan out), and he was aware before I left.
Long story short, I had sex with P., I had sex with the friend (who is now a friend with occasional benefits), and at the con (we shared a hotel room), P. told me that he's basically dating me so that he has someone. That if he finds someone who wants him to be monogamous for them, then
. Which basically made me
. He also told me about his complex about being alone and lonely and how much of his life has been spent in solitude, and how god-awful that was.So now P. has been seeing someone I met briefly when I was there in May. I guess they've been dating since about June. And he just posted on Facebook
about how she met his parents, and how they got along and stuff. I think it's extremely early for her to meet his parents, but hey, they live hundreds of miles from him and maybe they were visiting and she happened to come over. I don't mind that he's dating someone else. I do feel jealous and I'm not going to lie about that.
So I'm not going to say what I expect to hear, but fire away. There's a reason I come here for advice, and that's that all y'all rock at giving it. And the person in the title is P.

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It's the sort of thing that happens when people spend too much time watching television and not enough time studying.



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