Several days ago I'm cleaning up my emails (they have a tendency to pile up out of neglect) when one pops up from a name that sounds somewhat-kind-of-sort-of-vaguely familiar. I have to read the whole thing a few times before it hits me who sent it. It's the younger brother of one of the guys I dated briefly a few years back. The "relationship" (if you want to call it that) never lasts. The guy is your typical arrested adolescent (despite just being a few years younger than I am) who doesn't know who he is or what he wants to do with his life. Such listlessness is a total turn-off and is usually worshipped at the altar of this douchebag.
As I read the email again a lot comes back to me. The lil bro was 13-ish at the time, slightly stocky build with muscle potential, dirty blonde hair, and quiet. Lil bro liked hanging around us. I got the feeling he was bored out of his mind. I chatted with him a few times but nothing of significance. I remember him telling me he liked the beach. Douchebag liked to pretend lil bro didn't exist.
Flash forward 4 years: lil bro tells me he got his older bro's hand-me-down laptop. He was going through it and finds my old email address. He sends me the following email, which I have reprinted in it's entirety:
Hey man! Not sure if this is the same guy who knew **douchebag**. He's my older bro. Anyway, this is his lil bro Erik. Dont kno if u remember me. I was going thru some old shit on his old laptop n found ur email addy. hope u dont mind me sending u something. i think ur name was X but sorry if i cant remember ok LOL. anyway **douchebag** is livin in miami but havent heard from him in a while. he might like to say hi i guess, dunno.
anyway just wanted to say hi n stuff. if ur still around wanna get together for coffee or something? i live in the same house on 2nd st. dont kno if u still remember where. im free after school and some weekends. i work on weekends at my lame job lol. anyway heres my number **deleted**. or u can just hit me back up here, k? btw i attached a pic in case u didnt remember me.
l8
E
Despite the casual "texting" tone of the message, it's surprisingly mature for someone his age (16, 17?) I admit it piqued my curiosity. Besides, after seeing this kid's pic, how the fuck could I say no? He looks very similar to this kid with some more stocky muscle.
I sit back in my chair for a few seconds. Despite being a predator, I'm not stupid. Most of the fucktards who call themselves "hunters" (predators, seducers, players, ad nauseum...) end up face-to-face with Chris Hansen of MSNBC. I'm not one of them. I am careful. Practiced. Deliberate. I don't go actively (or exclusively) looking for twinks/whatever. But when the real opportunity presents itself I take advantage of it, if the risk benefit is worth it. I write him back:
Erik:
Good to hear from you. Yeah I remember you. Been a while I suppose. Always enjoyed our little chats. You must be 17 now? You enjoying your teen years?
Coffee sounds good. I know this great place thats right in between us. Hit me back when you get a chance and we'll get together, catch up on the family.
X
**number deleted**
If this is a trap/setup then my email is perfectly harmless. And it is, honestly. If I'm ever in doubt then I always meet for coffee in public first. It's a harmless gesture that means nothing. The coffeehouse acts like a neutral setting where nothing can be inplied/inferred. This gives me a shot to size up the boy. Is he a ringer? Tweeker? Thief? Liar? It takes all of 5 mins, trust me.
I hear back from him yesterday. He calls me. He sounds out of breath. Tells me he rides his bike from school. In between gulps for air he sounds excited, almost giddy. Hard to tell if it is fake. Body language tells me more. He wants to meet for coffee--definitely! He's busy last night (Friday) but could we do it this afternoon (today)? Yeah, I tell him. I mention the coffeehouse and tell him to meet me there at 3:00pm. OK! comes the reply. I hang up and jot some things down here before I lose the details.
Should be fun.
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