One night at a bar in West Hollywood, I spotted a handsome go-go boy I remembered from previous visits. He kept flashing me a flirtatious smile, and eventually, I wrangled up the nerve to ask him out.

Much to my delight, he accepted the invitiation. 

A week later, we...

Several years ago at a volleyball game in Golden Gate Park, I met a handsome Southern transplant who'd just relocated from Georgia. He had a killer body, a big smile, and a down-home friendliness - the rare type of guy I could picture dating.

I had crushed after him f...

One night out in San Francisco, I was approached by a cocksure Tucker Max-type. He was more masculine than handsome, and looked to be 30 but was only 21.

He was a senior at Cal Berkeley, where he lived in his fraternity house. None of his frat brothers knew he was gay...

On a visit to L.A. many years ago, I met Trent.

His freckly Irish skin and broad build suggested he was older than he actually was, but he was only mid-30s, just a few years my senior. He looked to be from the East Coast, likely Connecticut or Massachusetts or somewher...

When I first came out, smart phones hadn’t yet

revolutionized online dating. I didn’t know where to go to meet people, so I tried finding dates through the only website I was on – Friendster.

Friendster was basically the Facebook of the early 2000s – a social networkin...

Before there was Grindr, there was Craig’s List, sort of like the Wal-Mart of the Internet for anything used, be it appliances, pets, or Pope hats.

It was not uncommon to once find your apartment, your Rottweiler, and your future ex all on Craig’s List, and usually fo...