I’m Not Into Casual Sex (Gay Love)

I hadn’t brushed my teeth for four long days, a fact that I only know because it was the same amount of days that I had called off work. Here I was, 27, successful, handsome, climbing the corporate ladder, becoming wealthier by the minute, and I was falling apart because my boyfriend dumped me.
He didn’t just dump me, oh no, he gave me the ultimate ‘fuck you’ by letting me catch him in my bed and in my house with some other guy. To add insult to injury, I overheard him talking to him saying how glad he was that I worked so much because it gave him time to fuck his little twink boy. I sort of short-circuited. All I remember of the confrontation is me throwing both him and his twink out along with his belongings so I guess you really could say that I broke it off. However, I felt like a grade-A fool.
During my four-day meltdown, I began remembering more and more of the information that I garnered from my now ex. He had been fucking someone else for over four months. We had only been together less than a year but I felt that we were soul mates. Little did I know how wrong I was. He said that he was no longer satisfied with me because I worked so long and hard and never had any time for him. In my grief-stricken stupor, I failed to mention that maybe he could have gotten a job, but that point is moot now.
The fact is, I’m heart-broken, I’m just beginning to realize that I smell really badly, and I can’t call off work indefinitely.With that in mind, I went back to work.
By the way, my name is Jeff. I’m 6′ tall, 200lbs. of mostly muscle, and...