I got catfished once in Positano, Italy.
I have a habit of taking solo trips to destinations chock-full of honeymooners. As a single gay man, it drives me insane. I don’t know why I repeatedly torture myself.
I was laying in my bedroom in the actual medieval castle I was staying in. I was morosely checking Grindr when a message arrives from a particularly appealing profile of a headless torso.
My first message to men with beautiful headless torsos on Grindr is usually, “Hi…have a face pic?” As much as I can be turned on by a six-pack and a swell body, I’m all…