Under Kintano
By Jake Harding
The instructions were quite simple to follow at The Brat House, a gay-friendly community center, regarding Friday night’s Three-Minute Dating Engagement:
Fifteen, two-person tables were placed in a circle. Seated on the right side of each table was a single bachelor. All fifteen of those men were of various cultures, skin tones, widths, builds, smiles, and shoe sizes. All were handsome or puppy dog cute in their own way. And all were over twenty-one years old.
Standing at the front of the room were fifteen more men, which included Quiver, Jason, Dexter, Samuel (most of which were my friends), and me. The man-club coaxed me to attend the function, even though I wasn’t looking for a date or a boyfriend, since I had probably had one too many on hand. Jokingly
