I’m a 31 year old single guy and would call myself “straight.” I’ve never been particularly attracted to men and have no desire to ever date one. That said, like a lot of guys, when I get horny, my window of “acceptable options” starts to shift. And that now includes a now-20-year-old college student twink in the apartment next door.
I live in this apartment complex where about half the population are college students. (Not ideal, but it’s very cheap and I spend most of my time on a plane for my job.) Last fall, there was a “welcome BBQ” sort of event down at the pool. Everyone’s in their bathing suits and I’m chatting up this very cute brunette chick in a bikini. Her gay friend Bobby is with her – he’s sort of the flamboyant and dramatic type. To make a long story short, her towel goes missing and I offer her one of mine up at the apartment. (Sort of had ulterior motives there, obviously, but didn’t really expect anything to come of it.) They both come upstairs with me to my place. At the last minute, her friend calls her phone and she apologizes and goes back downstairs to the party.