The Life After--Part Ten--Connection

Jonathan and I shared some more interesting experiences, but none that topped the night he flashed me.

Almost every weekend, Jonathan would let me know that he was going to Salt Lake or going to West Jordan or somewhere there was a more "lively" gay community. I asked him one day how he found all the gay guys.

"Connection," he said. (Yes, I know I'm spelling it wrong, but I don't want the real website to be linked to my blog).

"What's that?"

"Oh, I don't know if I want to tell you."

"Come on!" I pleaded. "Please?"

"Fine. It's like....Facebook for gay guys."

"Really? There's such a thing?"

"Yeah, just go and search for Connection. You'll have to create an account first, but...you can be friends with guys on there, search for gay guys who live around Provo, and even get a few hook-ups if you're interested."

"Geez," I said. "I'm gay, not a floozy."

With that, I went onto my computer and promptly created an account with Connection. I uploaded the hottest pictures I could find of myself. I created my profile within seconds and waited for someone to add me as their friend.

I waited.

And waited...

and waited some more...

"What the crap is going on? Don't people think I'm hot?"

I periodically checked my Connection account about every 5 minutes that day. The next day, it went down to checking it about every 30. The following day, it was about every other hour. It soon became when I would only check it once a month.

Then, in October of 2009, I got an email from someone on Connection.

His name was Mark. He lived in Orem and he wanted to get to know me better. We began chatting on Connection. I gave him my phone number and we started talking and texting every single day. He was a great guy!

It wasn't until I actually met him that I realized something was...off.