I think he enjoyed it.

JDInteractive said:

I understand you're sorry you're not gay. Most gay people get alot of sex.

HamsterHuey said:

So?...

rimmer said:

So it was mutual, how sweet.

JDInteractive said:

Oh wait. No. Yes.

What are you doing on this thread. He said PLEASE.



Anyways, I am off, having sex. brb

I kind of feel sad that I didn't get to live out the "straight man sex" fantasy with any of them, but only kind of.

scififilmnerd said:

This is my "straight man sex" fantasy!!!

JDInteractive said:

I'm sorry that every other fucker on here is!!!

Only joshing. u can all be gay if you want to. Just not near my arse please!

rimmer said:

what these ignorant ass phobes have to understand that there is no such thing as "Gay recruitment" and that not all gay men are after them or want them, trust me, you're safe.

If anything I may have turned a guy gay after dating me.

If anything I may have turned a guy gay after dating me.

CarrieLee said:

Ow god, dont tell me you took it uppa dee bum!

rimmer said:

what these ignorant ass phobes have to understand that there is no such thing as "Gay recruitment" and that not all gay men are after them or want them, trust me, you're safe.

Let's call the guy Marty. The most beautiful guy of the entire staff. Everybody swooned over him. His straightness never questioned, esp not by me.

He's got blonde hair, grey eyes and the most dazzling smile you can imagine. A bit like Robert Redford. Always cheerful to everyone.

Then there is the saturday shift. It is a crazy day; real busy, customers buzzing into the store, lines at the tills. I work in the warehouse and he is taking the new stuff into the store, so we work together as a team. We have alot of fun.

Then I go to the toilet. It's on another floor, only to be reached through the backdoor that leads to the catacombs behind the mall. When I get back I just decided I did not want to work anymore. I had a real off-day that day, so I sat down on a box in front of the door leading back to the store. I sat there for five minutes when the door opens; it's him. I cannot even muster a smile,just pout. He sits down next to me and puts his arm around me and just gives me a kind of friendly pat onthe back.

But then he does not retrieve his arm... it just there and the pet turns into a sort of general stroke. A sort of intimate, general stroke. I kinda lean into his embrace, then look up. We just kiss. I do not dare look, I keep my eyes closed until his other hand touches my face.

Then he pulls away and says 'Now I gotta do what I came here for'. And goes to the toilet. I return tot he warehouse where he joins me tenminutes later. He looks at me quizzingly and says 'Next time, just tag along, will ya? I waited for like ten minutes'.

Half an hour he says he's going to the toilet. I wait like two minutes to trail him. When I enter the toilet there's no one there. Then a door opens.




Hehehe, this 'working' relationship lasted about two weeks. We went to a bar together ONCE and bumped into another colleague, that looked at us weird. Then Marty stopped showing up at work and I did not see him for half a year, after which a girlfriend from another city tells me she's dating this really hot student, describing him and his study and I just knew it was him.

I still see him in the city every now and then he is always with the most beautiful girls. Oh well. Fun while it lasted.

HamsterHuey said:

You know if push comes to shove i think i could cope with a quick wank if i closed my eyes and it was very dark. The going price for a handjob from a pro around here is £10. so if all you gayboyz are giving it out for free I might just try it.

I have been to a gay bar in Colchester called the Pink Panther. It was Martin's birthday and like a fool i said to him "You pick where you want to go Martin. We dont care if its full of benders" and the little prick took me a bit too literally!!! I was expecting him to sort us out VIP passes for China Whites where his haidresser mates all go on a weekday. The Pink Pa\nther was definitely not China Whites!!! I have no problem with gay people so long as they dont flaunt it in my face by kissing or dancing to Kylie. it was like sodom and gomorrah with a smoke machine. I wanted a shit all night but didn't dare go to the bogs. i could have been gang raped had i not kept my back to the wall all night.

Not that I ever seen a guy getting raped or having sex at a club..

paisleypark4 said:

Come to Essex. Its like anceint Greece these days. u can't throw a beer bottle down the street on a Saturday night without hitting a couple of gays holding hands. i blame Tony Blair.

What a shithole.

i've never messed with straight people booty because that kind of ambiguity gets on my nerves, and then if you DO figure out all their passive-agressive crazy-ass signals and whatnot and end up having a roll in the hay with them, you have to deal with their sexually conflicted bullshit afterwards. really, life is too short and there are too many hot homos who are gayer than paul lynde sitting on a unicorn playing tambourine, so why do i need a side order of neurotic? forget about it.