Thursday, August 14, 2008

The Dudes Of New York And The Pervert

I just decided to update you dudes on my daily life. Mine and Brody’s story will be continued soon. A lot has happened. New York summer is so humid that I had rather go on a friggin swim all day long.


Bulge Tapping Dude
I was on the subway and was standing even though there were a lot of seats. I was by the door and there was a guy reading a book facing towards me. I had glasses on in the subway (Ok enough with the laughs). He started looking at me and I don’t know what it meant. He was OK looking and I would catch him looking at me and he would look away. All the while he was scratching his crotch. I think he had some kinda allergy of rash. He started tapping it too. Every now and then he would look at me. I would look at him as I was wearing dark glasses and hoped he could not see my eyes. Then I got off and left the bulge tapping dude to tap away. Lol.



Hot Skater Dude
As I was entering the subway going down some steps, there was a dude coming up the steps. He was hot and muscular and was holding a skateboard and was carrying some other things too. I saw him looking at me as he was coming up and I looked at him too and the awesome thing was that he did not even look away. He just went on looking at me. So hot skater dude if you are reading this, please ask me out. And make sure u are persistent cos I tend to run away. Lol.


Photographer Dude
I go to a church which is very popular with tourists. As you might imagine it being in manhattan. This fine day as I was about to enter the church doors, I saw a lot of people coming out. So I decided to hold the door for them. And was very flattered as each and every one of the girls coming out were looking and checking me out. And these were some pretty long looks. Lol. Vain me. After dozens of girls came out, I went through the doors and I was about to enter a second door. A few seconds later I see a red light that comes out of a camera before a flash. Then I see a flash right at me. After a few seconds of blinking, I see a guy standing in front of me with the camera. I stared him out with my eyes . Then went in to the church. I am not sure if he was taking a photo of me or not. But dude, the camera was facing right at me. And photographer dude, if you are reading this, I want my pic back.


Shopper Dude
I was shopping at SoHo and as I was coming out of a shop I had a lot of bags in my hand. It was sunny and so I was putting on my glasses. Then I see a dude who was sitting in front of a little juice shop (New Yorkers will be familiar with this) across the street and was looking at me. For some reason I started fumbling with my shopping bags to get to my glasses. After putting them on, I looked at him from the corner of my eyes and still caught him looking at me. The I went across the street to his side and then turned right. As I was going away from him, I turned back. He had turned his head towards my direction and was still looking. Then I looked away. I was looking at the reflection on one of the shop windows and saw him stand up and walk towards a shop holding his girlfriend’s hand. All I wanna know is that when guys with girlfriends in their arms look at another guy, like this guy, and for a long time - wot does it mean? Does it mean the guy really likes the other guy and is checking him out? Or does it mean the guy is only looking cos he finds the other guy a good looking and is straight? What does it mean? Cos this has happened to me a lot. I am just curious as to what it means. That is it. So if any guy out there with a girlfriend does this - please tell me what it means.

Pervert
I am not even gonna call this pervert a dude. I got on a subway and looked around for seats. It was full and suddenly I see this fat perv in his fifties shift. He was occupying a two person space and he shifted to let me sit. I went forth and sat in the given seat. As I was sitting, he asked me if the train went to a certain location and I told him it did and he asked me how long it and that too I told him. Then he started asking me where in New York I lived and stuff. And I told him, I was only here for a bit and was here to spend time with my girlfriend. Then I feel his fat legs press on to my legs. So I shift my legs and don’t make much of it as this was a subway train and people do tend to sit in their own way. Then he starts telling me I have a very good personality. And I say thanks to him and think “What for - for answering few of your questions?”. Feeling a bit weird, I lean forward and put my hand on my chin and sit that way. Then I hear the man singing. I don’t know what it was but he was singing. Then I feel something scratching the top part of my butt. Like something pointy but a dull one.


I was not too sure if what I thought was happening or if I had just something in my pocket. So I could do two things. Either stand up and friggin shout at the perv and knock him out or just lean back and see if it was really happening. Well I decided to do the latter as I did not want to make a fool of myself if it was just something in my pocket. Then he asked me where I went to university and I answered. Then he asked me where my hometown was. Then he told me that I a good personality again. I was like thanks. Then I figured I would just get off the train and get another train. So on the next stop, I just say something and get off. But before the doors closed, I got on the other compartment on the same train as I did not want to wait for a new one. This compartment was pretty empty and very few people were in it. I look around for a seat and I see a hot girl looking at me so I go and sit next to her. There was a one person gap between us and a bar beside me and lots of seats beside her. Then while I was seated, I contemplate if I should have said something to the guy or was it ok to just have left it as it is. And it really bothered and was beginning to think I should have frigging shouted at him in front of everyone. I had even mentioned a girlfriend.


As I was sitting there, scarred mentally and getting worked up, I see a dark shadow through the window that looked into the part that I was on previously. I looked and I see someone looking back at me. I saw the fat perv standing there. I was friggin freaked out. I mean I was not scared - it was more like being freaked out. Then guess what happened next. The perv opened the doors that linked the two parts and came in. Freaked out I just close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. Then I open my eyes to see where the perv is and see him standing opposite me leaning on the train doors. He grabs his balls with his hands and grabs them. Then he smiles. I just close my eyes. Then open them again to see him still doing it. Then I close my eyes and he comes and sits between me and the hot girl. Think about it dude, there were so many seats and so many next to the hot girl and just one seat between hot girl and me and he decides to sit in between us. Then the hot girl shifts away a bit and shift towards the bars a bit. I keep my eyes closed. Then the perv starts talking again. The perv says “So how long are you here for?” I think fast and say “ A week.” Then the perv says, “ Can I have your number?”. And I stand up. Look at him and friggin shout at him in front of everyone. I shout, “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? DON’T EVEN COME NEAR ME. DO YOU GET WHAT I AM SAYING? DON’T EVEN COME NEAR ME. WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU DOING? DON’T COME NEAR ME AND DON’T LOOK AT ME,” then I look at the hot girl and say, “ GET AWAY FROM HIM, HE IS GOING TO TOUCH YOUR BUTT,” the hot girl makes a squirmy face and shifts away, “DON’T COME ANYWHERE NEAR ME AND DON’T LOOK AT ME - YOU HEAR? I AM TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW”. Then I just stood there and leaned against the door. After a bit I could not stand there so went and sat on one of the empty seats. I felt relieved that I had shouted at him. I felt really good that I shouted at him in front of everyone.


After the next stop, the perv had gotten off and I went and sat next to the hot girl again. Then I told them what happened. The hot girl said that she had thought something was wrong when he came and sat between us and when I told her he touched my butt. She squirmed as she was shocked. Lol. And the guys sitting on the opposite seats laughed and one of them said, you got stay far away from these kinda people - there are lots in New York”. Then when the dude got off he was like - “Stay away from those kinda people.” Then when I got off I looked at the hot girl and just said, “Stay safe” and she smiled.


This thing bugged me immensely for two days and stayed on for nearly a week. It really scarred me. And I could not stop thinking about it. I spoke to a lot of my friends about it. I mean what bugged me was this feeling that I was shouting at someone for being gay. I was not shouting at the perv for being gay - I was shouting at him for being a pervert and a molester. Lets say there was girl in my place - she would also shout at the pervert - not for being straight but for being a pervert and a molester. So I felt good in my head. I had done a good thing by shouting at the pervert. That is it. I am ok now. But writing this also bugs me.


Hollister Dude
I was shopping at Hollister and I was looking through some shirts and I see this cute sales assistant laughing away and talking to his colleagues. And from the corner of my eye I see him look at me. I think he was checking me out. ( Just as a proof of how good my gaydar is or how good I am at telling if someone is just only looking or checking out or really looking lol ). Well after thinking the dude was checking me out and looking at some more shirts and not liking it. I went out of the store and looked around more I decided to go check some other store out so I left the store. Ater looking around I went back to the store to look at some more stuff again. I saw the sales assistant. Then I picked out some stuff I liked and went to the trial rooms. There was a long line so I got on it. You know you have those sales assistant helping in the trial rooms and telling you which one to get in to. Well it was the same dude. I was on the line and everytim I looked up I saw him look at me. Then he would look away. After a few "lookaways" from both sides, he got brave and would keep looking without looking away. After a few moment I did the same too. I was on the line for about 5 minutes we looked at each other about 100 times. lol. Then when it was my turn, he first looked at one of them empty ones and made sure it was ok and he tried to be cool and whistled and then he says something like "There you go dude" or something. I get all nervous. lol. Then I go and pay for the stuff I like. I see him nd standing there and talking to some people. But I did not look and just went out.

The Mommy Dude
I was sitting somewhere and typing away on my laptop. And I was looking at passer-bys and being a true people watcher was looking at everyone. I was looking back and I saw this maybe 17 year old dude walking with his mom or some lady. Then I feel that he was checking me out. They were some shops away. Then I turn around again and he was pretty close to where I was sitting and I see him look at me. I think nothing of it and then go off to some shops. After about half an hour, I see the Mommy Dude walking out of macys with his mom and I was entering it. I was not looking at the dude as we walked past each other but when I looked at him he was doing one of those "corner of the eye" looks at me. He was very obvious. I just smiled and kept going.

So tune in for more on the story of Brody and me soon. Update soon.