He's a pretty good-looking young man, a little bit punk rock and a whole lot of bullshit. But sometimes a pretty face can help to look past the bullshit. I met "Marvin", about a year ago. He was in the big D and my friend got his number for me and Marvin and I started hanging out. It was fun, I am 6 years his senior, but I prefer them younger. We were hanging out a lot and it was sweet and fun. It was a little louder and more boisterous than I'm accustomed to, but I liked him and he was sweet. Everything was good for a few weeks. He eventually started to referring to me as his girlfriend and I was okay with that. So I determined it was time to introduce him to my friends.
It was sometime in April, my friend Brandon and I were planning a barbecue and I decided to invite him. Brandon and I spent the early afternoon getting things together for the BBQ and then we went and picked him up (of course he didn't have a vehicle), rounded up some other close friends and headed off to the park.
Now, Brandon is a good looking young man and Marvin decided to sit in the backseat with him. I found that a little odd, but Marvin and I already discussed his sexuality and he assured me he was 100% straight. So it was kinda odd when he started flirting with Brandon while we were riding in the car, but I figured he was just trying to make me jealous, so whatever. (If I would've paid attention to the red flags, I wouldn't have this awesome date story, just FYI) So we get to the park, there's about 4 altogether, and we decide it was too cold and windy to have a BBQ outside, so my dear friend that was also with us says we can go to his house and have the BBQ. Which we do, and we are all having a good time watching B-horror movies and just hanging out. I introduced Marvin as my boyfriend, and everything was going just fine that afternoon.
Now, I don't have a lot of boyfriends, and it was kind of a big deal for me to introduce him to my closest friends that day. But everyone seemed to like him and I was feeling pretty good about things. So after the indoor BBQ we all decide to go bowling 'cos it was $10 night. So we pile into our vehicles and head to the bowling alley, which was practically across the street. We get a disinfected rental shoes, a lane, and some sodas and the bowling commences. Marvin is kind of a social butterfly so he was more interested in making friends than bowling and some of his new friends hooked him up with a beer (he claims there were shots of whiskey also, but the rest of us believe it was just a beer). He says he's starting to feel a little buzzed, now he's a big guy like over 6' and a beefy 200+lbs, so we are kind of like "...ok?" And we decide we needed a nicotine break and all head outside.
We're outside talking, still having fun, most of us sober 'cos we get high on life, when Marvin comes up to Brandon and starts flirting with him again. I think I said something this time, 'cos I don't like games. He ignores me and proceeds to pick up Brandon and carry him over behind a small SUV (which they were both taller than and we could clearly watch the events unfold). So we are standing there watching as Marvin decides to make out with Brandon. Brandon is not a big guy probably 5'8" and 130lbs, so of course Brandon isn't trying to push off this monster of a man. It was like he rape kissed Brandon. So there I am after introducing this person to all my closest friends, and he is making out with one of them, a male one of them, in front of me and my closest friends. I was in shock for a few moments and just watched the spectacle unfold.
When they rejoined the group, I was told Marvin informed Brandon, "I think I might be gay" before raping his face. Now I love homos, and it's a non-issue to me if someone is gay or not, but in this situation I was pissed. It is unacceptable to refer to yourself as my boyfriend and then proceed to make out with my friend. You do not make out with your girlfriend's friends in front of her regardless of their gender. I gave that son of a bitch a piece of my mind for 2 days I called and bitched. But I did eventually forgive him (pretty faces are easier to forgive) and we dated for a few more weeks, until he decided to blow me off to go to prom with some underage whore and move to Wisconsin and live under a bridge for a period of time.
We have managed to maintain some kind of fucked up friendship, but I'm about to delete him from my facebook, I think. The conversation today was the kicker. He told me he was 100% sure he's going to stay with his new girlfriend for the next 3 years and more, I came back with "you also were 100% sure you were straight." His story was also completely inconsistent, he told me he'd worry about a job when he got to where he's going, then he told me he and his girlfriend have a job lined up. Oh, bullshit. It's a lot easier to call him on it when you aren't looking at his pretty face. He told me I was going to miserable and lonely forever; that's cool, as long as I don't have to date any more guys like him.

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