Happiness, heart breaks, & a whole mess of spelling errors

Author: Poly Guy 2 (Page 4 of 4)

Rules Are Rules…

Hello Friends, welcome back. This week we’ll be talking about those fun little rules discussed between you and your partner(s). This is especially fun topic for me because I am not one for confrontation. 

So, let’s begin, shall we? As discussed in a previous post, my partner and I opened our relationship right before my 9-month study abroad session. As young, highly sexually-active guys, we ultimately agreed that open was the best route for the months ahead. I was uneducated on rules when we first became open. Some of our basic rules and conduct included: no exes, don’t ask/don’t tell. To be honest, I can’t remember anything more than that. Did it work?… Sort of. It wasn’t the easiest, but it was what we decided on. During my stay, I had an old iPhone with no cell data which made using Grindr extremely difficult to hook up with guys. As a result, I saw two guys, occasionally, to hook up, chat, and watch RuPaul. I’d thought that there was no re-negotiation with these rules. It led me to not ask the questions or try to amendment to our rules. I thought it was fine. After all it was only 9 months and then it’d be done, so I thought.

Prior to my return, we discussed about closing our relationship. When I moved back in that wasn’t the case. In reality, my time abroad altered my view on life and aspirations. I felt so far behind my classmates and professional goals, which lead to drop in sex-drive. This led to another conversation that dealt with our relationship, wants/needs, and goals. We continued our open endeavor, still not asking or sharing our sex-capades with one another. 

Then we then experienced with have a third person over every now and then. We’d enjoy their company. This seemed like a suitable solution for us. It satisfied our sexual and intimacy needs without having to schedule time outside of my studying or prior engagements. As we shifted into this new dynamic, we had to have another conversation about the rules moving forward. The rules in place never discussed what to do if we both date the same person. So, we talked and new rules were made. 

Since exploring poly, our rules have shifted. What worked back then certainly doesn’t work now. We are two different people with different standards. Sounds simple right? Guess again. After 5 years together, we’ve learned that we do have different needs from one another. I haven’t the most honest person when it comes to my partner and had miscommunication issues. 

Our most recent revamp of rules and boundaries includes: 

  1. Honesty
  2. Open Communication
  3. Kind & Considerate

Honesty. When we talk about honesty, we’re talking about being completely honest with the other. In the past, I would lie by omission or tell my partner a half-truth to hide something. It was a defense mechanism on my part because there was so much to argue about and felt that wasn’t worth our time. Granted it always led into a larger conversation down the road. I lied often to defer confrontation, rush him out of the house, or didn’t have the capacity for another argument. The type of honesty we talk about are full truths with no fluff and that is something I have to work on.

Open. Easier said than done sometimes. It’s easy to have open communication when you feel like the other person is going to support you in whatever decision or thing you have to say. A part of me had struggled for a bit because there was a time where it felt as though everything I had to say was being rejected or pushed aside. Open communication is key in any relationship, poly or not, and is a cornerstone for trust. Just as they said it in one of my all-time favorite movies, Moulin Rouge, “Without trust, there can be no love.” By not having open communication when we first went poly did erode some of the trust and as many may know it’s a bish to gain trust again. 

Kind & Considerate. These two rules are grouped together because as I outlined in the previous two, these are emotions I didn’t registered when I did lie or hide something from my partner. These are rules that I didn’t think about when I’d blurt out an offensive judgement or an actual truth. Through my Anne Hathaway-like job in The Devil Wears Prada, I have acquired some unsavory remarks and tone from my boss. I need to not be rash and always say the first thing that comes to mind. It’s unfiltered, uncensored and just not very nice. This is why these are very important to our rules of being poly. 

We are still young in our poly experience and would love to hear from you about what rules or boundaries that work or don’t in your relationship. So comment below.

– Your Friendly Poly Guy 2

Exposure to Poly

It all began with a glance and a smile…

Before we divulge into the trials and tribulations that may arise from polyamory, let’s talk about our first exposure to polyamory. My partner and I were in an open relationship since my time studying abroad. An aspect of our relationship dealt with having guys over from time to time. We had fancied this one guy who we’d occasionally hang out with, anywhere from one to three times a month, for about a year. What started as something casual at first became something more over time. It wasn’t until several months later that my partner had brought up the idea of dating this guy together. 

The idea perplexed me, to think about me, my partner, and another person in a relationship together. Some of these uncertainties was due to a constant need to know what the final outcome of dating someone together. I now know that these feelings stemmed from a social construct called relationship escalator. For those who have not read More Than Two, A Practical Guide To Ethical Polyamory or haven’t delved into non-monogamy, relationship escalator refers to societal expectations for intimate relationships. Partners follow a progressive set of steps, each with visible markers, toward a clear goal. 

After about four months and another proposal to consider dating, I decided to entertain the idea of dating someone else together. While a thruple wasn’t an easy concept to grasp, I tried, but my partner saw how I was struggling with it.

It wasn’t until our ex, we’ll refer to him as “The EDMer”, invited us to a group of sex-positive and open men. We had gone to one of their “parties” once before and had a great time. Meeting new people, creating friendships and making out with many of guys. The exposure to such a sex-positive environment, in a safe space, was euphoric. This experience was an exploration into a different lifestyle I’d never imagine for myself and my partner. 

At our second group “party,” I thought I’d let my partner and the EDMer have fun in the playroom while I mingle and drink. As I was looking around, I accidentally bumped into this guy, who I now know as my co-conspirator’s fiancé, yep that’s right, “the fiancé” from our previous post. I shall refer to him as “The Gaymer.” It was quite serendipitous.

Let’s get back to the story, shall we. We locked eyes, smiled and then introduced ourselves to one another. It was hard to comprehend the feeling I felt in that moment because it has happened twice before in my life. It’s the instant connection with someone without really knowing them. We continued our conversation and had some time to know each other well that night. After that we exchanged numbers and went our separate ways.

After the “party”, we all put in an effort to clean up and get food. So, it was my partner, the EDMer, the gaymer, and some friends from the party that went out to get some late night Korean cuisine. My partner, had been talking to the gaymer and then referred me to continue talking to him about polyamory.  

I did have some reservations about being completely open and in a thruple. The premise of these talks was to grasp a better understanding of non-monogamy with the hope of being more comfortable with my current relationships. As my partner and I were actively dating someone, there was something about the gaymer that intrigued me. We started texting, daily, for about a month. And through that time, our talk bridged past the concept of polyamory and I really got a sense and feel for him. Then he told me how he felt about me and then asked me out on a date. That was the beginning of my journey into polyamory.

We had gone on several home dates, in the South Bay. It was enjoyable and exciting and new. I now understand NRE or what More Than Two describes as “a strong, almost giddy feeling of excitement and infatuation common in the beginning of any new romantic relationship.” This experience opened my eyes to non-monogamy, poly and so much more. This exposure has altered my view on relationships and gave me the knowledge to embrace polyamory.

– Cheers from your friendly Poly Guy 2

My trek to “The City”

My transition to San Francisco wasn’t the traditional transplant story of moving for a job offer. I am a Bay Area native. Growing up in the South Bay, San Jose to be exact, meant a long trek north to get to “The City”. I’d visit San Francisco often for family events, but rarely have time to enjoy all it had to offer.

The journey began in university, which failed miserably. After high school I moved 400-miles south to started my college career at the University of Riverside and study environmental science. This idea of course, stemmed from my parents being that it was a profitable major and just like any good son I felt the need to please them. Unfortunately, after two quarters I flunked all my courses and in the moment, a part of me regretted it. But this failure led to positive growth and through that flourished to a beautiful friendship with someone who I consider one of my best friends. She, like me, was devastated to find out that we both would not be continuing our education as freshmen at UCR so we moved back to the Bay Area.

This low-point in my life was a turning point. One of my best friends (not best friend because I am a firm believer in having many close friends that you can confide in) lived in Daly City, CA, which is only a five-minute drive from San Francisco so we’d hang out frequently. We became two of the best friends anyone could ask for. And need I mention, she’s one of the most brutally honest people I have ever known – we all need at least one person like that in our lives. With that said, she’s met all my boyfriends. I owe some part of my decision to move to the city to her.

Throughout the years I became more enticed by the city for a couple of valid reasons: 1) The diversity. In such a big world, San Francisco is filled with different people without judgement. Ethnocentricity is nonexistent here which is why the city is one of a kind. 2) Gayness. We have our own community where we are free to be who we are and love who we want. This was the first place I actually felt comfortable in my own skin. I remember getting dressed up for my 21st birthday and enjoying myself at the clubs in Castro. Who can complain when surrounded by some close friends and my boyfriend, who also became the first love. Our story is one for the books, but I’ll save that for the novel. I owe another part of my decision to him. 

The summer before transferring to college was the best, we had just graduated from community college and spent the days outside reveling in our feelings. He had worked immensely to get into UC Berkeley, while I was on the fence about where I’d end up. With an acceptance into San Francisco State University and waitlisted at Cal State Long Beach for Industrial Design, I contemplated my options. I spoke to one of my professors, who game some sage advice to me. He told me, Long Beach would provide the foundation for design, but San Francisco would offer all the connections I’d need to be a successful designer. You’d think that would be another reason to go to SF, but I still had reservations. 

It wasn’t until early July that I heard back from Long Beach, by then I was more content with being a short ride away from one of my bestie, a bridge away from my boyfriend, a 45-minute drive away from my parents, and a whole lot of city to enjoy and explore. I came to San Francisco to immerse myself in a true urban city that had a vibrant gay culture. Oh boy if only I knew where it would all lead to. 

– Cheers from your friendly Poly Guy 2

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