It happened twice. He got so freaked out the second time that now he won't talk to me. Anyway, I found him on a DNA app. We got along great from the moment we started texting. I thought he would judge me for being trans but he was the opposite telling me how beautiful I was and how proud of me he is. When he met me, I felt instantly attracted to him when I saw him. I don't think I was ever so instantly into someone like that before. Anyway, about 2 hours into the first time we hung out, he hugged me, and things progressed from there. We had the most sensual intimate and rough lovemaking you could imagine. I hope it's not over. I miss my dad. I can't stop thinking about what happened.