xdriver995
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So the other day, I was at Target looking at DVDs. A guy was standing next to me looking at DVDs too, and after a while, we started talking. He's probably in his 40s (but I didn't ask his age) but looked like he was in great shape. I could tell right away he was gay (by his speech and mention of gay rights). We found out taht we both go to schools that are near each other. I've never told anyone (besides here) that I'm gay, so I decided that it would be harmless to tell him, so I did. It was the first time so I was kind of proud of myself!
After a while, he invited me to his apartment for coffee. I had been wanting to talk about being gay with someone, and he seemed to know quite a bit, and he seemed really nice, so I agreed. We went to his apartment, and after a while, we were sitting on his couch watching TV. He kept his hand on my thigh which was fine. After a while, his hand began creeping up, and waas eventually at my penis, which he began to rub through my pants. This made me really uncomfortable (I was def. not aroused by this), so I told him to stop, which he did. Soon after, I made a lame excuse and left.
I was a little upset that the one guy I told that I was gay was not really too interested in talking to me about his experiences with being gay/ coming out (even though I brought it up a few times). And that he seemed pretty interested in getting into my pants. I think from now on, I'll stick to guys my own age. I didn't give him my #, and I don't go to Target all that often, so I don't think I'll see him again.
After a while, he invited me to his apartment for coffee. I had been wanting to talk about being gay with someone, and he seemed to know quite a bit, and he seemed really nice, so I agreed. We went to his apartment, and after a while, we were sitting on his couch watching TV. He kept his hand on my thigh which was fine. After a while, his hand began creeping up, and waas eventually at my penis, which he began to rub through my pants. This made me really uncomfortable (I was def. not aroused by this), so I told him to stop, which he did. Soon after, I made a lame excuse and left.
I was a little upset that the one guy I told that I was gay was not really too interested in talking to me about his experiences with being gay/ coming out (even though I brought it up a few times). And that he seemed pretty interested in getting into my pants. I think from now on, I'll stick to guys my own age. I didn't give him my #, and I don't go to Target all that often, so I don't think I'll see him again.

















