Mar 23, 2012 9:06 AM GMT
I new friend of mine asked me to come out with his partner and another friend for kind of a setup. There was initial chemistry and we had a good time. We started texting and ended up having dinner and seeing a movie. It was cool. He came up to my apartment, but we just talked. Didn't even make out. This exact thing happened two more nights, over the next week or so. Great conversation, and the first connection I've had since moving here. He texted me later saying that he wished he'd made a move. I was thrilled, because I was pretty much hard the whole night. I said I wished he would've too. We made plans for a fourth date, and in a corny way, agreed to do more. This fourth date was two nights ago. We had some beers near my place, and came back. It seemed to start going in the platonic direction again, and finally, I just started to rub his feet through his socks. Then I got a bit closer and started to kiss his neck. He turned his face and we ended up kissing. It started to heat up and we were both hard. I pulled off my pants and he was jerking me. Then he went down on me for a while. I was standing and he came back up to kiss again. Then he pulled down his pants. He was uncut. I had been with an uncut guy once, and it was normal. He asked if I wanted to suck him and I said yeah. I was a bit buzzed and it was in my mouth for a couple seconds when I noticed it was really rank. I tried to sort of endure, but I couldn't take it. I pulled away and looked up. He smiled and pulled me towards his dick. It got near my nose and I started to dry heave. Then the beer came up and I threw up all over my floor. The most awkward moment of my life. He started to laugh. The laugh didn't immediately register, and I still can't explain the laugh, even though it makes me angry to think of. What's funny about smelling so bad that it makes someone sick? I didn't know what to say, so I just said I wasn't feeling well, and asked if he'd leave. He said sure, asked if he could do anything, and eventually left. Remarkably, he's texted me three times, sort of nonchalantly, but I haven't responded yet. Now, my new friend texted, asking if everything's okay, and I haven't answered it either. Asking if I'm okay implies that my new friend has an idea that something went wrong. What's worse is that these people both workout at my gym. Does anyone have advice? Should I lie, or tell this person that he smells too bad for even trying a repeat?