I met my first BF on the streets of Chicago. I was visiting a friend at the time and Bill was lost. I gave him directions and actually walked with him a bit to get him where he needed to be. He was so grateful (being in a new city and starting Grad School there), that we agreed to get together for dinner later that week. We were together for a little more than 10 years. After an ugly breakup, we're now friends+ .
Like Morganx, I've met my future BF a 24hr Fitness, unfortunately, we haven't been on a date yet.
I see him there every saturday morning and it's a special surprise when I catch him during the week. I've been working up the nerve to talk to him, but I forgot how to do this stuff.
The closest we got to talking was when we were in the locker room together. I was getting dressed facing my locker, and didn't realize he was behind me. When I turned around to sit on the bench and put on my socks, he was there taking his pants off. While lowering his pants, his cell phone (which was hooked to his belt) came flying off and landed right between my feet. I picked up the phone, said 'Oppps' and handed it to him while he was standing there with his crotch at my eye level, wearing the cutest grey boxer briefs . He giggle and thanked me. I being an idiot, didn't say another word. *sigh* He's sooooo dreamy.