prophetnoise

(to honor this guy in all his retarded glory, i've changed my profile again!!!)

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ok, so like i said yesterday, i had my first run in with a Frat Boy Supressed Closet Case. That was completely odd. Everyone i know who's either gay or bi is gay or bi. . . not involved in a culture of supressed deep seeded self resentment.

So i'm sitting there by myself on the couch, bored at this party and this guy who's completely fucking trashed sits down next to me and introduces himself to me. And then he just sits there for a while so i'm like whatever, this guy is just trashed and sitting. So after a while i couldnt sit anymore so i stood up and paced a bit. He got up and walked away and i got tired of standing so i sat back down.

Not too much later he sits back down again right next to me and was like, "whats your name again?" So i tell him and i asked "you're kevin right?" "yeah". . . .ok, so he just sits there some more and i just go back to minding my own business on the couch again.

Then he goes, "Rob, are you bisexual?" And i'm like, "No, well, i mean, i'll make out with guys for fun, but i'm not arroused by it if thats what you mean. Why?"

He just apologizes and studders. So i figure that i might just come off that way being that all the guys at the party have either a collared shirt, a polo shirt, or a sports style shirt, and i'm there in this snowboarding bright yellow shirt ripped collar, ripped sides, a ring knife, small bracelet and my fucking chain around my neck hanging down to my pants. . . So i ask, "do i come off as Bi, because i've been asked that question several times in the past few weeks?" (which i have)

So he says, "no, what it is is, what, um. . .i just wanna play with your cock for a while. Could i do that?"

LOFL, okay then. . . HHHHHWHAT?!?!?

So no matter how i put him down politely he just doesnt seem to get it. for instance. . .

"What i really want to do is suck your cock for like 10 minutes"

"C'mon, you dont even have to cum if you dont want to."

okay, firstoff, if i'm getting head, you better be fucking making me cum, and second, i doubt it's gonna happen in 10 minutes

"Your girlfriend doesnt have to know"

"C'mon, we can go around the corner over there and nobody will even know"

"it's not cheating if its with me. c'mon, it's like just between the guys so it doesnt count."

Alright, if i was going to cheat on my girlfriend, it wouldnt be with his ugly fratboy closet ass. And why the hell would i go "around the corner" where nobody would see? If i'm gonna make out with someone, its going to be right there on the couch. Theres no need to be fucking hiding in the alley in the rain. And that last statement? what the fuck kind of lockerroom secret repressed bullshit is that? Besides the fact that if anything like that was going to happen i would want Rachet there for it, what the hell kind of crap is "it doesnt count" its just between the guys? Who the fuck are you in your half-unbuttoned-button-down shirt, khaki pants and shoes get off tellin me it's just between the "guys" like you fucking know me? You dont even know yourself. And i'm not saying that he has to dress "gay" or fucking flame, but jesus W. christ guy, do us all a favor and stop hiding it from yourself and your friends and probably your family. Between the fucking guys. . .yeah right, what the hell type of bond does he think i have with him that supercedes the one that i have with Rachel? Because we both have cocks? or because he just wants to suck on mine?

I mean, i'm hit on by gay guys often enough. It's no big thing. I can flirt with gay guys and they can flirt with me and hit on me, and it usually is pretty aparent that they're not getting any or that i'm straight and it's all in good fun, just like when i flirt with a chick. Whatever. . . but this wasnt flirting. This guy was so trashed that all his fucking repressed "dirty" desires came out uncontrollably and he was practically begging to suck my cock. Now, i can kinda understand begging someone to such your cock cuz you really just need to get your load off, but to beg to suck someone else cock so incessantly, someone you just fucking met, something is wrong there (And i think it's that whole repressed closet homo stuck in a fratboy psyche).

Anyhow, i finally had to be like, "Look, i just dont want you to suck my cock, i dont even like blowjobs". That was the only way that he stopped and walked away. And now by this time, rachel was sitting next to me on the couch.

(this is where it gets ironically hysterical) So after he gets up she's like "what were you guys talking about?" And i go, "oh, he really wanted to suck my cock." I explained the situation as we laughed hysterically and then she goes, "thats really funny because i was just telling jessica that something was wrong, You're talking to someone and you're mean and antisocial. Jessica said maybe you were just being nice and i was like, no he's never just being nice...something strange is going on. ANd then this"

And earlier in the day when we were walking back over the bridge @ Sheepshead Bay this little girl on a bike was in front of me and in my way and really just pissing me off in general. So at that point in time rachel was talking to jessica behind me about me and my hatred of children (more the parents but whatever) and then rachet's like "NOISE! we're talking about yoU!" to which i reply, "Sorry, i wasnt paying attention, i was too busy thinking about strangling this little girl on the bike." The two of them begin laughing hysterically because thats exactly what rachet said i was probably thinking.

So that was my fucking wacky day