That Familiar Feeling

Went out dancing.  I decided to dress like a college douche to prove a point to my friend that familiarity breeds... love?  Yeah... so got a lot more attention... really, it was unwanted... but who doesn't yearn for it secretly?  A guy pointed out my team (on my shirt) was his team's rival.  So I told him that it was too bad that we've been kicking their ass.  Then I grappled him and we shared a kiss.  We talked for a little... I met his roomate/ex... then, after exchanging numbers, I told him I'd be downstairs dancing with friends.  I don't really want a relationship so I left.  A few minutes later, he's downstairs... we start dancing.  I already have a hard-on just looking at him, it did not help we were grinding our erections together.  He whispered sweet nothings in my ear... actually they were quite sexy aggresive somethings, so that just got me going even more.  Then his ex places himself between us and tells him, "Why don't you just go home with him already?"  I immediately leave the situation to dance with friends.  An hour later, we meet again.  We start dancing... LITERALLY 15 seconds into it his ex does this again and starts talking to me and tells me, "just take him home and fuck him! I don't want him anymore, I don't give a fuck"  SHIT!  THIS IS WHY I AM SLIGHTLY HOMOPHOBIC.  Gay people are crazy and insecure.  There are definately unique layers and types of insanity I've encountered, but this was too much.  I tell the guy that I don't just pick people up to fuck every time I dance. (Though I wanted to fuck the shit out of him in the club)  Then I shoo him away, and tell him that nobody deserves to live with people like him in their lives.  Nicholas and I had a long conversation that night then this morning.  He wanted to meet up that night and then the morning after at Tempe Town Lake... I told him some other day because I had a lot to do.  Really, I just don't want to deal with all of it.  Though I'll probably be weak and give into him... he has the most beautiful ass and lower back muscles... we really can't keep our hands off each other. Thank God I'm going to San Diego this weekend.  Maybe I can get my mind off of things.  Sucks we clicked so much though...