My 1st time at a gay club

I want to start out by saying this is my first time writing a TRUE STORY that happen when I was younger.

At the time I had just turned 18 and had a girlfriend. I knew I was curious about being with other guys at a younger age but I never dared my self to do anything about it. Small town closed minded people you know how that is. I'm naming my friend in this story Joe for privacy reasons.

Anyway a few years back I had found out that my Sunday school teacher was gay. he wasn't a perve so don't think he was having fun with us or anything like that. He was pretty cool and I had a little man crush on him but like I said I was young and I never gave him a reason to think I was interested. Well I got a hold of Joe and we made plans to hang out. I told my girl I was going to visit my parents that weekend but I ended up visiting him instead.

I arrived Saturday night at Joes apartment it was a one bedroom apartment. We got ready and headed to one of the gay clubs. He told me that the other gay club was 21 and older. I didn't care. We arrived pretty early so we got in for free.. we sat at a table near the dance floor and watched people arrive.

He could tell I was really nervous so he started giving me his drinks. Once i had a nice buzz going i felt good. Joes boyfriend also met us there. He was a nurse at the local hospital he was very attractive. He was the blond version of Ben Affleck. He only met us for a drink since he had to work the next morning. We all started talking and asking questions about out life's.

After a while it started to get packed since we were all having a good conversation I hadn't notice. A few guys were staring at us (not trying to sound conceded but we were hot! I guess I should describe my self and my friend also. I'm 5"10 broad shoulders size 32 average body size. I wasn't fat but I wasn't toned. By the way I'm mex/american. Played soccer at the time and ran track. Brown eyes 6.5 ****. My friend is as tall as I am but a lot smaller. I wouldn't consider him a girly gay guy but he cares a lot about he's looks.

Back to the story a lot of the guys there i started noticing that they were checking us out and I felt very uncomfortable for the fact it hit me that maye someone would recognize me. My friend told me not to worry that he sees a lot of straight guys in there along with married guys. That they wouldn't say anything.

So after a while my friends boyfriend (Ben) had to go by that time i was already more than tipsy and I knew my friend wasn't going to ask me out to dance so I asked him. We started dancing when these other guys started dancing along with us. I was very excited and I think my friend knew I was to but he was very respectful. (If you know what i mean).

I didn't get carried away either like some of the other guys that were shirtless and started making out with whom ever would go their way. They were playing really good songs so we dance a few of them until all those drinks got to me and had to go to the restroom. As I walked out a guy from when i went to high school came up to me and asked me
"i didn't know you were gay"

With that said I freaked out but I held my composure and looked at him and just said I'm not just here with a friend.. He gave me that one look that you give when someone is lying to you, buni didn't care i started walking away when he grabbed my waist and told me to dance with him or he would tell everyone he saw me there.

I just smiled and he just lead me to the dance floor grabbing my hand. He started making small talk n I would just respond back with a yes or no answer. Oh to top it off the song was a slow song. He was a nice guy don't get me wrong but he was a bit chubby and very feminine. NOT MY TYPE. Joe saw this and went up to us and said we were leaving.. After that night I would see this guy back at my home town but he would just smile. I don't know if he ever mention anything to anyone but I honestly didn't care.. No one has ever questioned me.

So that night as we headed to to Joe's apartment I undresses down to my boxers. And so did he. He had on boxer/briefs. Like I mentioned before I'd had a crush on him and I was hoping he would make the first move that night but He didn't! He was very respectful. That morning I got up and left.

We talked about going out another time but we never did. We lost touch also

Years later I asked him why he never made the first move and he told me he didn't want to be responsible for corrupting me. Since a lot of the family's in my home town thought he was already a bad guy. Also because he was dating "Ben" he wanted to give me time to figure things out on my own. He also mentioned that later on through the weeks people asked about me at the club. So that made me feel pretty cool.

Till next time...