rain on me

Dreadful weather conditions bring out the sentimental side of the 21th century gay men. All of the sudden they want passionate sex, want to hold and hug and cuddle, under the heavy rain falls, snow storms or gusty, tree breaking, winds. I guess it’s the thought of sharing the “end of the world” or the lock inside moment with someone. But any other days it’s back to square one, right where they started. I don’t blame them; I blame how this game is and played out.