Straight Guy In Gay Bar Novels & Stories

she sent a mental note to herself. She walked to the bartender and sent a sexy smile, "Hey yo, wats up",she said sexily took her seat on the long wooden stool across him. "Am good yo, next time save those sexy smile for real men" he winked at her. "What do you mean by that" she asked raising her brow in confusion. "I mean am a gay not into pretty girls like you" he said sharply. "Oh, seriously waste of handsome face" she murmured " You right about the real man though and I bet you missing some hot and spicy stuff, you know" she winked and flirted with him ,while biting her lip sexily.

After making all of these decisions, I let out a breath of relief. Then, I decided to head down to the bar Ethan owned to look for him. Ethan's bar was called Moonlight Lounge. Once I reached the main entrance of the building, I saw Blaise, who was supposed to be recuperating in the hospital. Blaise's arm was wrapped around Susie's waist, and the pair looked incredibly intimate. When Blaise caught sight of me, he stopped caressing Susie's face and frowned.

Then it was just the two of them, and the noise of the bar, and Kai staring at him like he'd never seen him before in his life. "What," Kai said slowly, "are you doing here?" Adrian's mouth opened. Nothing useful came out. Kai didn't wait for an answer. He grabbed Adrian's sleeve gently, and pulled him through the crowd toward a narrow hallway near the back, past the restrooms, into a relatively quiet alcove where the music dropped to a dull thud and the light was low . "Talk," Kai said, arms crossed, standing close enough that Adrian could smell the whiskey on his breath and something warmer underneath it, something that was just Kai. "Why are you in a gay bar, Adrian?"

Luckily, I spotted a car, and doubled my steps. “Flutter Bar, please.” I said, as I got in. … Loud and gay music blasted all over as I approached the bar. It was already a few minutes past one am. Two unsmiling men manned the entrance, but opened the door as I flashed them a smile, and handed them some dollar bills. “Enjoy.” One of them said, still with an unsmiling face.

"Bet you could have blow jobs on tap if you went on Grindr." "That's a bit shitty isn't it?" He laughed. "I mean, it's an app for gay men." "It's a hookup app." I corrected him. "Trust me, 'straight guy looking for cócksucker' might work in your favour." "Would you suck a straight guy?" "Dude." I laughed. "I must have sucked a hundred straight guys." "They can't have been that straight." "Getting your dîck sucked is getting your dîck sucked." I shrugged.

I was having drinks at a friend’s house, and several of his other friends were there. They’re all straight (supposedly lol). We started getting kinda drunk, and my friend cracked a joke about me being gay. It’s totally fine, we joke about that stuff all the time.

Men leaned close to each other at tables, hands on shoulders, lips brushing ears. A couple danced slowly near the back, bodies pressed together in the dim purple light. Heads turned toward me, some looked curious. I realized too late what kind of bar this was. My first instinct was to turn and bolt back into the street, but the memory of those boots crunching behind me stopped me cold. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to bolt out of here because it’s a gay bar, I want to bolt out of here because the people in here know who they are and they’ve accepted it.

Unfortunately for me, Saint comes back when I'm alone and he looks very mad. "I'm not fucking gay," he says and, once again, my heart drops to my fucking ass. He’s about to snap and kill me, "But even if I were, my sexuality is none of your business." "Of course. I'm sooo sorry, man... you know I'm weird," I murmur, trying to laugh it off, but I still sound like I'm panicking and he doesn't crack a smile at all, "A-and really, I'm probably the gayest one here."

No guys in groups. Another decision made. Look at me go. Happy to now be a woman with a clear mission, Jo stared around the bar again, seeking out single guys. Hmmmm. There was one at the bar chatting to the scary bartender with the x-ray blue eyes. Dark hair that curled at the nape of his tanned neck, a relaxed stance and best of all, broad shoulders.

Now I'm just going to bars like this. As soon as I entered the bar, an annoying sound came to me. It's dark. The only light you can see is in the middle where there are people dancing. There were eyes that landed on me that I ignored. There are people kissing on the side and there are couples climbing on top. And of course rich people sitting on the sofa while there are women on the other side. Natural activities you will find inside the bar. Annoying. When my eyes got used to it I immediately looked for the woman Aileen. He said he was at the bar counter and when I looked there I immediately saw him. I huddled with people. I went through some kissing on the side and I couldn’t help but be j