Straight Guy In Gay Bar นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The man had a date in his arm, probably a model from how her body showcased the perfect designer dress she was wearing. I groaned and excused myself from the small group and headed straight to the bar. I wasn't looking to get drunk, I would need more to achieve that since I have a high tolerance for alcohol. I went to the bar since I was suddenly parched, and the cute young stud behind the bar was eye-catching enough that I linger and decided to park ass by the bar for a few minutes. "You look like you need a strong drink," he winked subtly, definitely knowing that I was gay. The young man looked hot and acted as if he know so.

But as it turned out, I didn’t even need to have bothered at all because when we got to the bar, every person was dressed corporately, their inner shirts and ties giving a certain vibe to the place. And they were all men. As soon as we walked in and my eyes adjusted to the lighting, I saw men twirling on poles and dancing and talking to the thrum of loud music that didn’t carry very far outside and something inside me sank, the high of messing with Tristan earlier in the day completely evaporated. “It’s a gay club,” I said tightly. “Whoop-yup! It’s a men’s club,” replied Adrian who was already taking off his coat and shaking his long arms around.

Max stopped in front of a bar and I raised my brows. "You're taking me to drink?" I asked with a frown because Max knew I never drink. "No, stupid, Jada is the owner of the bar." Max laughed and I rolled my eyes. We got down from the car and entered into the bar and it was like I was in another world well not a good one though. This wasn't your regular bar, it was a gay club or maybe? There were a lot of male strippers on the dance floor and I had to look elsewhere because of what they wore was too exposed. I am a virgin so when it comes to this kind of things, I'm naive and innocent and I do not like them. At all.

Just two words sent chills down Hayden's spine, but his boiling anger isn't giving him any chances to show fragility. “You bastard, how dare you violate a straight man?” He was angry. His fear turned into horror and then anger as he realized that a strange handsome man who he mocked for acting like a knight actually bedded him while he was drunk. He wasn't a girl, and he was very straight! How dare he? “A straight man?” the man asked and scoffed in amusement as if what Hayden just said was funny. “You! Straight?” He pointed at Hayden in disbelief and let out a chuckle again.

Pennsylvania, 2018 "Well, that was quite a hell of a party for one night," Uju remarked as she and Maria entered her room after spending time in a night club that was strictly for heterosexuals. "I can't believe they chased the gay guy out of the club," Uju muttered. "He was nice to me when he offered to buy me a drink." "He is into men not women. You shouldn't let his kind gesture trigger a love impulse in that brain of yours," Maria joked.

It doesn’t take long to get to the part of town where a girl like me looks real out of place. Me, prim and proper, long legs carrying me over dirty sidewalk, and down a dark alleyway. There’s guys here, but they’re not like the ones on campus. They’re hanging around outside a dingy old bar that’s hidden away, and all of them look like the type that either spent time in jail or are working a rough job. Right away one of them catches my eyes. How could he not? He’s big.

As you’ll find out later in the story, it didn’t turn out to be the case. Josh and I head out into the city. I go to the Uni of Manchester, I felt let down when Josh took us to Canal Street. If anyone is reading this from outside the UK, Canal street is a “gay village” in Manchester, with loads of gay bars. He took us in, and I knew that there was still a lot of fit straight girls that went to gay bars, so I kept that as my sole purpose. I found a good looking girl sat at the bar. I’m quite an attractive, athletic guy so I’ve always been very confident around girls. I got chatting to her as soon as I could. I still wanted to get with her to try to convince myself that I was straight.

“They’re better than regular ones.” “No kidding.” I agreed, already liking the music and the atmosphere. “Maybe we should frequent this more often?” “Hell no!” Cole almost spat out his beer. “I want to pick up a couple chicks when I’m at the bar…how am I supposed to do that here?” “Gay bar’s aren’t always exclusive and I know for sure this one isn’t.” I pointed him to the heterosexual couple who were making out towards the back. “See? It’s all inclusive, but mostly for the community to feel more at ease being themselves.”

I couldn't help but sigh that they had finished, which also stunned me as the thought was looking as if I was sharing him with Mila. I sighed and made it to the bar. This is my first time coming to Passion in the day time, I'm sure Mila hasn't been here during the day too, well, it's already evening, but still it gave another feeling of somewhere anyone can come and have good sex without disturbance and anyone telling you to get a room. I saw some people handing around but they were little in number. "Bartender..." my words cut in my throat as my mouth watered by what I saw. A gorgeous male serving as a bartender was so gorgeous and pretty that I did not even know what to say. His shirtless

“Lucy, look at all the hot guys. It’s paradise.” Rhea raised an eyebrow. “Is this your usual scene?” Ruffa chuckled. “Not really. We dragged you here, remember? I figured a full-blown gay bar might be too much for your first night out with us.” “Oh,” Rhea said, slightly embarrassed. “Right.” Lucas said nothing, sipping his drink slowly as his gaze moved across the room, only half-listening to the chatter. Rhea sat back beside him, her arms loosely crossed, watching as Ruffa flipped his hair dramatically and pointed out strangers like they were auction items.