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Peter4572

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Part 1
I'm not 100% gay, but I'm not 100% straight either! Maybe I'm somewhere in between, keeping equal distances between these psychosomatic characteristics. I mean, if I meet another boy, who's okay with gay guys in general, sidelling but clearly, I suggest that I gladly accept the Homo expressions of another male, in a friendly companionship or in a group.
That day it rained in Times Square, sometimes pooring hard, sometimes simple drizzle. As I got off the subway, I got on the street, and I went to a Drug Store where there offered food too. I got an apple pie and a Coke.
At the left edge of the counter sat a guy about my age, of Japanese origin, wearing a t-shirt, and short synthetic pants, soaking wet from the rain, trying to dry, and he has ordered a pi also, no soda, just a glass of water.
He looked at me smiling, but I thought he knew me from somewhere. Anyway, because I liked him as a figure, and with a fantasy: "Oh! how would it be with him in a bed! " I call the waiter, saying: That "Japanese" send him a Coke or a milk shake, and tell me all the cost, along with the pi he already eats. I'll pay you for everything, including mine.
When the waiter offered him the drink, he pointed at me that it was my treat. I pretended to read the menu without turning my face towards the "Japanese" but from inside I was "boiling" waiting for the response of the Stranger! Hey! well, his reaction was... Catapult! He returns my milk shake, saying:
-- Listen, dude! I don't know you and you know me! I can't consume milk! and I don't accept your treat. I now, because I'm a "Cat" in something like this, I don't lose my words, so I'm calling him that supposedly Know him from the Technical School of the City College.
-- Young man, first of all, Well, I could have sworn you were Jason from the City College Electronics Engineering Department. We met in Speech class. For us foreigners, to improve our pronunciation in... Fucking English! -- If you're angry, I'm sorry for my gushing with you!--
-- Fuck you, motherfucker! You saw me as a cute boy, and you are shooting me as a fag?
-- You're a... fag! You look it too, Prick! And I'm putting him in a headlock, demanding that he recant his insults at my expense!
-- Now I'll show you, tough guy! I got a white karate belt, but I feel sorry for you, motherfucker!
-- I got a black belt, asshole! and I feel more sorry for you! And I let him off. In a second attempt, to catch my hands, I strike him, and he hits, the side of the corner of the counter.
-- With altruism, I lift him up, sit him in the rotating chair. I give him some water and I introduce myself:
-- Maxim, my name.
-- Byron. And I don't care how you are! Just fuck off!
-- Glad to meet you Byron, I do care How you are!
-- Fuck off, Man! Get off my back!
-- You can't imagine what! If I were really on Your Back! Idiot! Fuck off you too!