I didn't want to kiss him, so I unzipped his pants and started sucking him off. We immediately started hooking up on his couch. I think I'm a pretty good looking dude, but Jesus motherfucking Teresa this guy made me feel like I was on the cover of Men's Health. He was extremely into me and I felt fucking hot. In the moment though, my heart was racing. It wasn't until this morning that the freight train of guilt hit me for cheating on my girlfriend. Like, I've signed up to do this awesome, brand new thing I've been ravenously curious about. Innuendoes were tossed left and right, and an extremely drunk me agrees to take a cab back to this dude's place. I responded, "Maybe it's just because it's so different to what I'm used to, cause the idea of hooking up with a guy in not a 'romantic' way but in a purely 'heat of the moment' way is so fucking hot to me."Įverything started running on implication at this point. "But, you're curious about guys," one said. it's the best relationship I've ever had."
They asked if I was unhappy with my girlfriend, to which I replied "Hell no! She's fucking amazing! We do everything together, the sex is dynamite, we cook together and go on adventures. The conversation swiftly turns to sex, my bi-curiosity, and. It was like they were polite and got the niceties out of the way, and then I gave them the green light they'd earned. My above sentiment about wanting to feel a confidence boost was still true, but when I answered, I added in ".and I dunno, I've been feeling a bit curious lately." We started getting farther into conversation, and they asked, "So if you're straight, why are you alone at a gay bar?" just wanted to talk and seemed genuinely interested in my failed attempt at stand up. One pair of guys in particular started talking to me, and were super personable. So I'm being hit on by a few different parties, responding with "Hey thanks man, but I'm not interested." Then the alcohol kicked in, and I started letting people get a little more comfortable.
Broad-shouldered, 5'9, but the face of a 17 year old. I'm not the most physically imposing human being. I'll pop in, down a couple shots, and be on my way."įull disclosure. I cannot stress this enough, my mindset was: "Gay people are the fucking best at being optimistic, and I'm always flattered when dudes hit on me. Determined to get drunk anywhere but there, I came across a gay bar halfway down the block. Around 10PM, just finished up a TERRIBLE stand-up comedy set at a local venue, and felt like total shit. I would never want to be romantically involved with a guy, but the idea of hooking up no strings attached with a dude is absolutely a turn on. It's like I'm attracted to the penis, but not to guys.
I am attracted to women, but have been harboring a slight. Sitting here super confused after the events of last night.