PredatorSmile
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I like this thread !
I wish I could show it to my bf but he'd find out about some of the things I've said and wouldn't be too happy.
We went to a gay club recently. Even though he's bisexual, queer settings aren't really his scene. He's afraid his macho buddies from the baseball team could find out about him. I understand his fear but I love being in the open....since I am out as a bi gal. We were watching hot guys making out with other hot guys. One guy even made a pass at my bf, which I didn't mind at all !!!!
I was watching this openly gay gorgeous stud flirt with my closeted boyfriend and loving watching them interact when this fat chick who i guess is a faghag started cock-blocking by telling the gay stud, her friend,
that she felt light-headed. I wanted to tell her to go to hell but the gay stud stopped chatting to give her the inhaler she so desperately needed.
By then, my bf was getting very nervous about the whole thing and backed down.
Oh, well. We went back to the dorms. I got yelled at all the way back because he fears having someone recognize him at a gay spot and being exposed as bi since Boston is such a small city. As usual,
when he's pissed, he doesn't want to touch me. I spent the weekend
playing with my own two hands.
I wish I could show it to my bf but he'd find out about some of the things I've said and wouldn't be too happy.
We went to a gay club recently. Even though he's bisexual, queer settings aren't really his scene. He's afraid his macho buddies from the baseball team could find out about him. I understand his fear but I love being in the open....since I am out as a bi gal. We were watching hot guys making out with other hot guys. One guy even made a pass at my bf, which I didn't mind at all !!!!
I was watching this openly gay gorgeous stud flirt with my closeted boyfriend and loving watching them interact when this fat chick who i guess is a faghag started cock-blocking by telling the gay stud, her friend,
that she felt light-headed. I wanted to tell her to go to hell but the gay stud stopped chatting to give her the inhaler she so desperately needed.
By then, my bf was getting very nervous about the whole thing and backed down.
Oh, well. We went back to the dorms. I got yelled at all the way back because he fears having someone recognize him at a gay spot and being exposed as bi since Boston is such a small city. As usual,
when he's pissed, he doesn't want to touch me. I spent the weekend
playing with my own two hands.
