I’m Straight, But I’ll Touch You!

I’m well familiar with the fantasy of the straight man. We’ve all done it.. the dreaming, or hoping they convert, maybe even fall in love with you to live happily ever after. Or then there’s the ones that are straight, but just want to have sex with you. And those, my friends, are what I have encountered.

Case #1: The obviously in denial gay boy.
In college, there of course was that one guy who you knew was playing-with-matches flaming. Everyone noticed it, but him. So up and down he would swear that he’s straight, until after a drunken night, you’re sitting on the couch with him under a blanket, and he sticks his foot in your crotch. I frakking knew it. His idea, to then sneak into the bathroom to start his guy loving, and next thing you know he’s bed bound and begging to be entered. All the while he’s saying such sweet words like “no one can know” (even your girlfriend knows) and with this continual talk, I’ve lost interest. Next day he’s blocked me from all forms of communication, but I don’t care. I laugh.

The above is taken from: the year of love…maybe! Just a late 20 something who has nerd lovability trying to start his life anew, and find his other half that he can call swell.