Cruising in the modern world

Imagine a time before the internet and being gay. (Those readers younger than 20 won't have a clue about this).  Getting sex was a long drawn out affair, especially if you were nervous about not being out.  Either you furtively bought some kind of gay sex mag (heart pounding, palms sweaty wondering if the lady behind the counter would make some kind of nasty remark or worse....call your Mother and ask if she knew what her little boy was doing!) or you spent hours in some cold park or drafty train station toilet hoping something under the age of 40 would show up.

If you went the magazine route, you had to write a note and go to the post office to mail it to someone you really had no idea of what they looked like!  Then you wait for days/weeks for a response that may or may not come and hope that your mother didn't open the damn mail.  Phew....all of this just to try and get laid.

If you went the park or toilet route, then at least you could see what you were getting, but dammit there was always the cold and the fear of being murdered - actually neither of which are really that pleasant.

Alas, the dawn of the internet era!  At the beginning you could only read ads and reply to them in the comfort of your own home, but much to your concern the damn dial up modem and computer were in the freaking living room.  And then there was the worry about those pesky "cookies" that were like bread crumbs in the forest leading your nosy sister to find your most hidden secrets.

But soon the concept of "Privacy" was formed!  (Seriously, why do you think all the browsers now have a "private browsing" option???  Trust me, it's not so that your family will find out that you have a secret Swiss bank account that you were using)  Things are beginning to get a bit easier and you can pretty much now cruise the sordid gay world to your horny little hearts content.

But there was a dark side to all of this.  People could now get picky!  You may actually have to experience total and utter rejection from people YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW!  On the other hand, before you went on a date you could not only know how old they were (well, usually... but there are lots of exceptions) and what their name was, but.....you can know if they're top/bottom, how big their dicks are (a future post will be dedicated to this) and whether they're into fisting or not.  Sheesh, so many choices!  Sometimes perhaps a few too many choices...have you ever been to a grocery store and looked at the variety of breakfast cereals and wonder who the hell needs this many cereals?  

Do you decide not to meet someone who is "into" some weird fetish?  (again, a topic for a future post) Maybe the guy is the best thing in the world or you could spend the rest of your lives together with, but you decide not to.  You know, there is such a thing as "too much information".  Whatever happened to finding out about people by actually talking and spending time with them?

I know, I am sounding like an old fart who pines away for old time "values".  Talk about values nowadays and what do you get back...a "lol".  But anyway, it's all for the good and life must go on.  Who am I to stand in the way of progress??.  Just don't take things to seriously, be careful and you'll have a lot of fun out there.  I know I am.