Did I make a mistake disclosing 9 years of celibacy?

Been chatting with this dude who matches my freak. We on the same freakquency…like obvi I want to get f*cked, and I want it with him. Starting to think I made a mistake by disclosing how long it’s been for me. Yes I have options. I pull in mad meat…I don’t want that meat. I want his meat. But dude is making zero effort to meet up. I advised him earlier he’s steering the ship. Taking the lead.

Starting to mess with my head- and it’s unfamiliar territory. So I smack myself to remind myself he’s completely unaware of who the fuck I am- this only activates my attraction to him. That he’s clueless. A nerd. And manly as f*ck. I feared corrupting him, but he’s managed to corrupt me in ways that I fully approve and want.

I wasn’t looking for anything serious. I fear we may have found it though since everything up to now has felt effortless and natural. Drawn like magnets. But are we really though? Is this him taking his time with the build up?

I’m not one to overthink crap like this because I’m allergic to bitches and bitching. But WTF I’m horny and am starting to get aggressive. Not towards him, venting here.