Ok. From the beginning.
I'm from Munich. He's from London. We live in Berlin now.
In January he wrote me on Facebook. The chat popped up and he wrote me something like "Hey Denis, I decided to move to Berlin."
My first thought was: Ok. Who is that guy? And he's hot! (I have like 1.200 friends on Facebook and I never can remember names and faces)
But I could figure out that we met in Berlin at a Party (maaaaaaan, I was full of everything...no wonder I don't remember xD)
Well...he also told me in the chat that he's looking for a room-mate. New in town and it would be fun and so on.
My reaction: "I could be your room-mate. I planned to move to Berlin. So it would be perfect."
We were so INTO that idea from the beginning...both very excited. But remember: I didn't even knew who he was and when/where we actually met in Berlin.
We wrote everyday via Chat. Looking for apartements and flats and stuff.
In February we lived together in Berlin for 3 days to see the flats. And we found our DREAM-apartement. Big enough to do our jobs (he's photographer and I'm dancer/model)
On our "first" evening out we were at a gay Pop-Party. And I knew every song and was so excited (I know the DJ so he played all of the songs I wanted to hear and dance to)...he was so amazed how I knew all the lyrics and my dancing...we kissed on the dancefloor (actually made out...french-kissing all over the place) But it was like: Kissing, dancing but then again back to being buddys. It came so natural.
At home we kissed in bed (and jerked off because we were horny
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Next day the same. Party, making out and so on. BUT like I said...It came so natural. Like buddys who like to kiss each other.
That was in February.
We moved in our flat last saturday. We are doing so well as room-mates. It works out perfectly.
But while others would watch movies like "Person 1 is sitting there and Person 2 is sitting there" we're cuddling
I'm @ Munich since yesterday just because of the Robyn concert (It was yesterday evening...and amazing by the way) Tomorrow I'm on my way back to Berlin. We already miss each other.
His name is Oiko. He's 28 (I'm 21 but he's still the youngest guy I was attracted to!)
I took this picture of him after our first night together in Berlin.
And we have a dog called Jaga (it's a polish name) but I love to call her Lady JaGa
Sooooooooooooo...I'm very happy. And he feels the same way. I love my life right now.
Sorry I Couldnt Control Myself 
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