The week before my birthday was the first time that Adam and I had met up after five years of not seeing one another. I was unsure what I wanted to do for my birthday but I knew I wanted to do something new and exciting. My neighbors at the time were a gay couple and wanted to take me to my first gay club. Since it was a group of people I thought it would be a great opportunity to invite Adam. I wanted to be around him, I wanted to get to know him better. I was extremely anxious to see Adam and experience my first gay club, which going to clubs was rare in it’s self.
Everyone came over before we headed out to the club which calmed my nerves a bit, with the help of some drinks. The night drifted away with dancing, a few drinks and lots of laughs with my friends. Throughout the night though I could not keep my eyes off of Adam. I found him attractive in some many ways and physically being one of them. I wanted something specifically for my birthday from him, a kiss.
As the night carried forward we became more comfortable with being even closer to each other. As he sat on a stool I walked up to him and sat on his lap. He proceeded to wrap his arms around me and I knew what this meant. I looked at Adam and started to lean in for the one thing I wanted for my birthday. As I closed my eyes and our bodies became closer, he swiftly turned his head and gave me a hug!
I was in shock, everything up until that moment proved he wanted that kiss just as much as I did. I decided to give it another shot and make it a bit more obvious, maybe he did not get the hint before. So I once again looked at him, pulled my body into his and went for a kiss. He did the same thing! I quickly then asked him what was wrong, why he would not kiss me? He seemed more nervous then I did and began to explain how he had never kissed anyone.
As the night came to an end we left the club and he shared about why he was timid to kiss me because he was unsure how to. I reassured him that it was fine and that I understood. I simply just enjoyed talking with him, getting to know his mind and heart. We got to know each other on a deeper level, sharing our hearts with one another. My birthday celebrations came to an end and it was time to say goodbye. Adam leaned in to give me a hug and my birthday kiss.
This is my boyfriend Adam Loprinzi and he has currently enter “The Ultimate Guy Search” to be on the cover of Men’s Health Magazine. I welcome you to be apart of this huge movement for Transgenders!
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Hope Everyone has a great weekend!
I was nervous, I did not know what to expect. What would he look like, would I call him Amy still? I sat in my car for a bit, nervously debating whether to go inside. I finally built up the courage to get out of my car and approach the restaurant. As I walked through the parking lot the door of the restaurant opened and I got a glimpse of him sitting inside. I did not understand why I felt so nervous, I was just catching up with an old friend from high school. I had not seen him in five years, maybe thats why I felt anxious. I opened the front door and their he was, sitting, waiting for me.
Adam had grown facial hair, had a lot more muscle on him, and looked like any other guy in the restaurant. I found him extremely attractive as Amy, but now I was more than ever. As we were seated we began to talk about our lives over the past years, our conversations were shallow and merely what I had expected.We shared little stories of the past and what our lives were like now five years after high school.
The next thing I knew we were not ready to end our night with one another. We continued our night walking around the parking lot digging deeper in conversations. Adam answered every question I had about his transition, he was completely transparent with me. The more he told me about himself the deeper our connection grew. We ended our night sitting in my car, he told me things he had never shared with others in relation to his transition. There was a connection between the two of us that kept us in that parking lot till 6am.
As I drove away from our long night, I knew there was something special. I knew that there was something between us. I knew I wanted to spend more time with him. I knew this was just one night of getting to know each other, but I wanted more from it all. I thought, how would this ever work? This is against my core beliefs, my faith. What would others think? I had so many endless questions that filled myself with doubt.
The months to come would reveal answers to all my questions and much more.