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Maybe it’s just me and maybe it’s just because I’m personally lonely with ZERO prospects, but I get so incredibly annoyed when my straight friends vividly discuss their sexual experiences with me. Honestly I’d rather keep it out of sight and out of mind. I’d certainly never tell them if I ever hook up with someone off Grindr because they probably don’t want to hear about me sucking cock.
Most recent example; my roommate who is also a very good friend (but I’m not sexually attracted to him) had a woman he met on a gaming website drive 300 miles to our town just to spend the weekend with him in a motel doing god knows what. He knows I’m not a fan of random people coming into our apartment especially since I don’t know this bitch and I’ve got thousands of dollars worth of nice electronics in my living room. As a rule we don’t bring sex into our apartment so neither person is uncomfortable, yet he proceeded to bring this slut into our home after they checked out the hotel and I had to hear them talking about their freaky weekend. Naturally, I’m fucking livid and I’m ready to stop talking to him. He’s smart enough to pick up on the fact I’m pissed off when he sees me as he passes through the common area on his way to and from the kitchen, yet because he hates confrontation he hasn’t said shit to me.
At this point, I’m ready to let my straight friends go because I just can’t deal with it anymore; I’m not prude or anything but I’m not into being privy to freaky conversation just because they found some woman stupid enough to spread their legs for them. Am I overreacting?
Most recent example; my roommate who is also a very good friend (but I’m not sexually attracted to him) had a woman he met on a gaming website drive 300 miles to our town just to spend the weekend with him in a motel doing god knows what. He knows I’m not a fan of random people coming into our apartment especially since I don’t know this bitch and I’ve got thousands of dollars worth of nice electronics in my living room. As a rule we don’t bring sex into our apartment so neither person is uncomfortable, yet he proceeded to bring this slut into our home after they checked out the hotel and I had to hear them talking about their freaky weekend. Naturally, I’m fucking livid and I’m ready to stop talking to him. He’s smart enough to pick up on the fact I’m pissed off when he sees me as he passes through the common area on his way to and from the kitchen, yet because he hates confrontation he hasn’t said shit to me.
At this point, I’m ready to let my straight friends go because I just can’t deal with it anymore; I’m not prude or anything but I’m not into being privy to freaky conversation just because they found some woman stupid enough to spread their legs for them. Am I overreacting?


























