Here's a nasty gay story.
My ex had started dating another guy. And since we were on good terms, he picked me up and drove me to a gay club to meet this guy. On the way, he told me "His name is Frankie Valley"*, and I said "And how are the Four Seasons?" My ex didn't get the reference, so I had to tell him that Frankie Valli was the lead singer of the Four Seasons. Anyway, when we got there, my ex introduced me - "This is Frankie Valley". I said "And how are the Four Seasons?" And Frankie said "What?" I said "Are you seriously telling me NOBODY has said this to you before?" And he said no. I shrugged it off.
...and Frankie immediately began caressing my nipples, and reaching to go under my shirt. I slapped his hands away. "What the fuck's your problem?" he asked. I said "Don't touch me like that." "Don't you like it?" "It's invite only." He smiled and said "You'll be begging for it by the end of the night."
We sat at a small table and ordered drinks. I just ordered a Diet Coke, since I wasn't much of a drinker. He said "That's all your ordering?" I explained why I ordered what I ordered. Frankie shook his head and said "Fuck that - you're drinking tonight." He proceeded to order me two shots, two mixed drinks, and a beer. And I let them sit there on the table. "You're not drinking." "I know, I told you that before." "But I bought these for you." "You probably shouldn't, since I told you I wasn't drinking tonight."
I then made my way to the dance floor, thinking dancing (poorly) would give my ex and Frankie time to be alone. Instead, Frankie came out on the dance floor and danced near me, with my ex sort of trying to dance near both of us. Frankie kept moving closer, and attempting to grind up against me. Finally, I had had enough, and told my ex to take me home.
On the way home, my ex was really excited. "So, what did you think? Isn't he great?!" I said, "Uh, Mark, maybe I'm reading this wrong, but I'm pretty sure he was hitting on me the entire time." Mark seemed a bit hurt by that, but said "Well, he's really friendly." I said "Mark, he's annoying. He spent the entire night trying to impose his will on me, and he spent it hitting on me WHILE YOU WERE STANDING RIGHT THERE. That's asshole behavior."
Mark mulled that over after dropping me off, then went back to the club. Frankie walked right up to him as soon as he got there...and slapped Mark across the face for "abandoning him". Mark turned around and left, and never went back.
Lex
*- the guy actually had the name of a different famous singer, but the idea is the same.