I went on another date today.
Sometimes I forget that guys might not be out, I just assume because I'm out and because they're older than me they must be.
It also seemed strange that his flatmates don't know either, his family is understandable. Especially because (blanket statement) all Brazilian guys in Dublin are gay, at least I've never met a straight one. He said he thinks they suspect that he's gay and that they talk about him behind his back though, which is kind of mean.