You and You and Me Make Three - Or Fisticuffs and Shenanigans

I know, I KNOW...it has been a long time, and I’m really sorry for not writing sooner. Life tends to get away from me when I am in the thick of it.

So I have plenty of blogging material to get out…so…let me give you an idea of some posts that you will see in the future (that will also serve as a reminder to me).

You DO, But You Already Have. I DO Not. -- Or You May Now Kiss the Married Man

Was That a Roofie in My Drink – Or Thanks for the Missing Memories – Or Wasn’t I Wearing a Brokeback Tank-Top?

Is Star Wars a Straight Guy’s Aphrodisiac? – Or “I’ve Never Felt Like This Before…With Another Guy.”

And now on to this entry…

My friend Seth and I hit this bar that was one of our more irregular hangouts…

I was bored, looking over the crowd and seeing no one in particular that sparked any interest, when suddenly, what did my eyes settle on? There were two guys, sitting at the bar, checking me out.

I turned to Seth with a grin, and he asked me what was up. I smiled bigger and whispered, “See those two guys at the bar…Don’t look now…Okay, now you can look.” He nodded and I smiled while saying, “That is sooooooooo a three-way about to happen.”

Seth looked at me with a kind of “get over yourself” face, and I said, “Fine…if you don’t believe me.” Sure enough, within 2 minutes, one of them started walking over. I turned to Seth, cracked my interlaced fingers (palms down, like I was getting ready for a sporting event) and said, “Game on.”

Well…it ended up that I left, right in front of my ex (who was working security in the bar) to head over to the guys’ place. I, of course, asked Seth if it was okay to bail. I don’t like leaving a friend at the bar, but he had other entertainments and conversations.

So we got to their place and had a ROCKIN time. I got dressed and ready to go after “playtime” when they turned to me and asked, “Where are you going?” in unison. I told them that I had an early day with plenty to do so I should get going. They insisted that I should stay. So I dropped trou and jumped back into a very cozy bed.

The next morning I awoke and they asked me what I had planned for the day, after another ROCKIN play session. Well light-headed and happier than the cat that ate the canary, I agreed to hang out with them for the day.

We had a great time. We went out and played darts, drank beer, and had interesting, engaging conversation. It seemed that there was a cool dynamic between the three of us, and although they were a couple for five years, they were very cool with hanging out.

I evaluated that this could be a very good thing…or a very bad one (potentially). I liked both of them for very different reasons. One was very outgoing and funny (Mr. Outgoing). The other, introspective, glasses wearing, and well-timed with caustic remarks (Mr Iintrospective). If they would have been one person, I would have been utterly smitten. As it was…I liked both, but could never date either, singly.

After they had a brief conversation, they came over to me and informed me that they would like to date me. Now I am an, open-minded, full of caring kind of chap, so I figured, “Hey, let’s see how this goes.” The first thing that I told them was that it was either both or none. I was not there to break up their relationship. If it got weird or possessive or crazy at any time, I would be out of there. They felt the same.

So we had fun…in a very short time, Mr. Outgoing noticed that Mr. Introspective was taking more of a liking to me than he felt comfortable with. I mean, I had a car, a good job, and a bigger apartment, and Mr. Outgoing was feeling threatened. I assured him that it was either both or neither, and he was very cool about my involvement and was certain that I was not going to bust up the relationship.

Well one night, after darts, I get a call from Mr. O. He said that we all needed to talk, so I went over to their cramped apartment after darts and to my surprise, they wanted to have a committed relationship with me (apparently, they didn’t like the idea that I could bolt for my own relationship with someone at any time). I told them that we should probably take this slow as it was a new experience for all of us, but they could be certain that I would not be picking anyone up in the future. Hello…I had my hands full with two guys….why add another in the mix?

Mr. O kind of freaked that night because he was feeling insecure about Mr. I’s interest in me. It was all hashed out, and as I got ready to go to let them discuss amongst themselves, they both looked at me like I was committing the foulest of sins.

“You’re not going are you?”
“Well, yeah, I have a busy day tomorrow.”
“Why don’t you stay?”

Nuff said. Had another ROCKIN time and crashed out, only to be awoken by the strangest alarm clock EVER.

I came awake in the morning to the sound of flesh hitting flesh as the guys were dukin’ it out. I yelled, “What the hell is going on?!” in a voice that even surprised me. They stopped fighting and it all came out. It seems that Mr. I. was really grooving on me and Mr. O. did not like it one bit. I told them that I liked both of them, but Mr. O did not like the fact that Mr. I could start having deeper feelings for me so quickly.

I tried to diffuse the situation as best as I could, but nothing was getting through to Mr. O I finished getting ready, turned to them and stated, “This is what I was afraid of happening. I told you both from the very beginning that if there was any weirdness or jealousy or anything that made me uncomfortable, I would be out. Do not call me or contact me. I hope that you can make your relationship work.” After my tirade, I left and immediately called Stef to tell her what happened and that I was awoken to Fisticuffs and Shenanigans (which immediately became part of our vocab).

Moral of the story…hell this one doesn’t really have a moral…but remember…careful what you wish for…you may get it and good.

So if I was to be in a 3-way relationship (or triad relationship – as they are called), it would have to be with business professionals (I am thinking an architect, who owns his own firm and his partner who owns an art gallery) who are committed to finding a third and all the cards are out on the table. Maybe if I am more specific it may occur…Right?

Anyway, Scorpios have more fun…and apparently witness Fisticuffs and Shenanigans more than other signs.

All my love,

DM