Almost 20 years ago, in a far far away land, called the UK, the webcam was born. Thank God/Man! Where would we be today without the webcam? Think of all the events we would miss, all the birthdays of family members in distant parts of the world, friends who move out of state, the list is endless. Webcams have allowed us to save money on traveling, especially in this economy. Let us not forget webcams allowed us to meet new people, video-chat, and for some, the ability to get naked, sex-chat (the new sexting), and even date!
Now I know what some of you are thinking, webcams are for getting naked and having cyber-sex! Cyber-sex, now there is a term that has met it's death. I am not going to deny it, I am guilty of it. I have on more than one occasion undressed for someone to see, and fuck even came for them. That was a mess...literally! But aside from the getting naked, webcams have definitely allowed us a new method to meeting someone and getting to know them, especially with the advent of new cam-dating sites, such as GaySharkTank.com.
A couple of a weeks ago I met someone who was down visiting some friends. He is originally from Nor-Cal (for all you non-California people, that's Northern California), plays the piano, does funny little vids, and laughs like a monster. He too is a love monster! From the get go I told myself I can not like this guy, I will not like this guy, he lives far away, and...I don't believe in long distance dating/getting-to-know-each-other/relationships. Fuck, I am needy, I want them to be there as much as possible, I need to feel the touch of a real human being, other than myself.
There we were, he was down for three more days and we spent them together. It was fun, exciting, new, and I still was telling myself to not like him. The last night we chatted about hanging out when ever he comes out again...actually there was more in depth conversation, but that's for later. He seemed bummed, his face became long, he became quiet. Shit, I fucked it up! He left thinking I was giving him the re-warmed already served platter of the blow-off line.
I decided I would make an effort...so I downloaded Skype. Well he made me. So I did. Here we are a week later Skype-ing it up! It's our mini dates until we see each other in person again. It's fun, it's crazy, he gets to see me at the oddest times. Such as after working out and getting my gay boy fitness on. Or after a long day of putzing around. It's as if we never skipped a beat from the day we met.
Sounding like the Skype convert now, I can see why long distance dating/relationships can be easy. As long as some effort is put into it from both parties. Definitely it is a commitment. Yet I still hold to the fact that I need the personal touch of that person...frankly I would appreciate it every day. For now Skype will do. Plus it allows us to get to know each other, be silly on cam. He feeds me Reeses Peanut Butter Cups (my favorite...feel free to send me some if you like), and we growl at each other, because we are love monsters. When we feel the need to restart the conversation or change ideas we tchk! each other. Sure we can call each other, but seeing the face of the person makes all the difference! Plus it is hilarious when Skype freezes and the face is left distorted...screen shots for bribing later!
Skype makes it feel not so long distance, it takes those boundaries away. No county lines, there isn't a Nor-Cal/So-Cal, just two people making an effort to get to know each other. So lets take it from there!
Brrrrrt! Brrrrt! That's my Skype going...so I must get!