Awkward crossing of paths

For the last four years I’ve been seeing my neighbour at gay meeting places. Four days ago I was at an area where men meet up for sex at half past five in the morning. Early bird catches the worm and all that.
A pick up cruised up and I thought ‘bingo’, I’m going to get a cock to play with. Then I realised it was my neighbour and I scarpered double quick. I don’t think he recognised me because I’ve just changed my car but at other times, in various places, he’s been at cruising places, seen me and buggered off.
I like playing with other men and I’m working up the courage to talk to him, be open and honest as to why I’m there so that if we do happen to be at the same place, at the same time, neither of us have to run off or pretend that we are there for any other reason other than the real reason we’re there.
I’m slightly at a loss on how to open a conversation and tell him this.
Any one else had their playtime spoiled by similar circumstances?

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