My name is Tim but love to be called Timmy, especially by a boyfriend. I was born in Greencastle, PA. and lived on a farm till about the age of five and moved around quite a bit, until finally landing in St.Louis at about the third grade. I guess I have been gay as long as I can remember and was always in someways stereotypical, like wearing form fitting shirts and sometimes obsessive cleanliness and order. My parents use to just say that I was being proper with the way that did everything to perfection. I am one of five and directly in the middle with an older brother and sister, also a younger brother and sister. My older sis says she knew I was gay at a very early age but I didn't actually come out till I was eight teen and in theory, my dad was the first person I told and he was very concerned. I, being raised baptist, knew that he would probably be this way and after talking with him, he offered to get me help...needless to say it never went further than that and I think we both just put it out of our minds but latter on I began to have the need to really be who I was and decided to start coming out to family around my eighteenth year. I told my mother first, well I didn't really tell her, I made her guess..lol...she and I went out to dinner and I just told her that I really needed to tell her something and the first thing she guessed was "you're gay"she went on to say that she loved me no matter what and that was that. My older brother was not really shocked by it and was really cool about it as well as my sisters. My younger brother took it the hardest but surprisingly is now one of my best friends. I decided to confront my father again around my twenty seventh year because I felt like he did not really feel that my being gay was real and thus kept denying it, so we had one final talk and basically decided to agree to disagree. My dad passed two days before my twenty eighth birthday and through everything I still knew that he loved me and would do anything for me. I did not really start to experiment until I moved out and bought a house when I turned twenty. I tried a few things while in my parents home but I could only get away with so much. I felt a little overwhelmed and kinda went wild in the beginning, hooking up, partying and random sex but never really got into drugs, I guess the fact of not knowing the effects they have on the body scares me. I have since mellowed to a degree and have focused on other things. My interests have a wide range. I love music and could not live without it, singing and playing piano whenever I get the chance. I love most types of music but favor metal, classical, rock and alternative music. I really love medievaluate and Victorian architecture. I would love to move to England and own a Manor someday...I dream big, it doesn't cost anything...lol. I am also really into cars and I have 95 Impala SS that I keep in mint condition, really do not drive it too much. Some of my spare time is spent personalizing my home, inside and out, playing around with different lighting schemes, remote dimmers, wiring and things of that nature...I am pretty handy around the house. I love to spend time with my friends and family, most of whom are really great people and accept me for who I am. To this day I am out, even at work and am very comfortable with it. The types of guys that I like aside from the obvious, are guys that are comfortable in their own skin, know who they are and accept it, confident and charming. I am a pretty laid back kind of guy and tend to be very playful, very flirtatious and altogether fun guy to be around. I am very slow to anger...people should know *stress kills* and I choose not to let other people drive my blood pressure up...lol. I just do not have an incessant need to be serious all the time. This is just the beginning of me but you get a pretty good picture. If you want to know anything else, just ask. I am not very shy about most things.