My first real, straight male friend was a man I worked with called Roger. I was 19 and hadn't been out for long. It was my first proper job and used it to support me during Uni. He was in his late 30's, single and living with my mum still after a rocky financial period, jumping job to job. He was someone that was extremely sexual. He was someone who was so open about his sex life. He would share all sorts of exploits about sleeping with women on the bonnet of his car. Up the side of bins. Outside bars. He said he often used viagra to keep his sex life going. He told me stories about having trans women wank him off and various stuff. He was extremely flirty in a way that to me read as sexual confusion. Whilst at a Christmas party he let a woman we worked with play with his phone. She found all kinds of sexually explicit images. She showed us one of dick. He was playing with it in the shower. When in a taxi ride home he began to grope me. He told people it was me groping him, saying I had become somewhat sexually aggressive with him (despite me having a witness.....) and it later emerged he was a bit of a billy bullshitter. He was a deadbeat dad. He soon left and I only saw him once again, almost 5 years later (I'm 25 now) and we glanced at each other and that was it.
My only real straight male friend is called Dave. I met him at the same job I met Roger, but in the following summer. He transferred up from the South of England so his partner could go to Uni here. We worked together really briefly and I was transferred out. I was promoted a year later and transferred back into Dave's store. We hit it off instantly. Four weeks after being friends we went to Prague together. It was instant. I came great friends with his partner too. We went to New York together. Later that summer we went on to have adventures in Seville, Amsterdam, Istanbul etc... We now live on opposite ends of the country to each other but still talk regularly. I'm going to visit them shortly. I'm excited for it. Prior to New York, we were on a night out and Dave flashed his knob in a photobooth as a joke. That was it really. There was occasions where he jokingly got his arse out or whatever. We did have a couple of incidents where my sexuality became some sort of issue. For example, when travelling through Istanbul we rented a room via AirBnB. The room was cheap because it was one double bed and we'd have to have a three way share. A few nights before going to Istanbul we were in a bar in Bremen. I caught a tail end of a conversation that he was having with his girlfriend. She asked if he had an issue with sharing a bed with me because I'm gay. He pulled some sort of face at her that to me read as "well duh". I confronted him and he couldn't answer. The next day we cleared it up. He tried to back out of what he said but I honestly believe he didn't want to share a bed with me because I was gay. I contacted our host in Istanbul. He had had a cancelation and said we could have his spare room free of charge. That was it really. Me and him don't have a sexual connection - as expected. It's fairly decent when it's hard, from what his girlfriend said to me. But like I said, I don't view him like that.
I used to have a straight friend called Kirk. We would speak all the time. He sent me many many dick pics. He was someone who I viewed as having a sexuality crisis. I believe he was gay, or at least interested, but wasn't someone who wanted to go down that route. We fell out when he made out I was a sexual pest, despite him saying he wasn't bothered and found it arousing and a confidence boost to always send them. He sent them many times without even being asked or suggested. He's someone that has his own issues to solve and I'll leave him to do just that.
My experience with straight men at recent is pretty lame. The ones I work with are pretty dull on the whole. Two or three of them have quite openly talked about their sex lives, their penises, their fetishes etc... but I feel they're only doing it because I'm gay. Like, I'm not sure if they're wanting to tease or just feel they're at a place where they can discuss it openly. I just want a mate like I've got with Dave, but they also want to make me being gay an issue. For example, I asked a straight colleague where he got his shoes from, as I liked them. I got a pair and all of a sudden I became the butt of the company jokes. They said Josh (the boy who I saw the shoes on) now had "gay boy" shoes and things like that.
I'm going to try and distant myself from straight men. I find them to be somewhat awkward and they seem to make more light of my sexuality than anyone else does.
