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I used to go out to clubs and afterhours clubs a fair amount. Was pretty into raving, edm, house music scene but I entered into this scene later in life when I was in my late 20’s and early 30’s, so I tried to be really responsible about what I did and never go off the edge or even come close to it.
But when I would go out to this stuff I was always on a higher level and feel extra confident, usually because of magic beans, and I was way open with flirting with straight guys. I wouldn’t ever do anything too aggressive (since a lot of these times I was not in a gay club) but I would give guys a look down, make sure to give them some flirty eye contact, if they saw me checkem out from far maybe I rub my chest or nipple… or maybe grab my crotch as a signal. If we were dancing close to each other maybe dance close enough so our bodies would touch. Rarely would I get a negative response. Usually it would be a ignore or they would lightly spot timidly flirt back. There were a few times where it did go further.
One time, about 10 years ago. I met this straight guy at an after hours, let’s call him Brad (alias). We chatted it up chillin, listen to the music or watching the scene. We were both pretty not sober, he was drunk and/or not “the other”, I was just “the other” but I could always keep it together. Brad was cute, frat boy type. Avg body but a very attractive face. Which kept me attentive to him. I was feeling pretty horny so I would lean back in the chairs in the back, rub my body, nipple, crotch and see if I could get his attention in the club. I would and he’d come sit next to me chat. He wouldn’t flirt back really but I definitely caught his eye checking me out. It was gettin pretty close to day light so I bit the bullet and asked if he wanted to chill some more at my place have some more beer or sober up more if he needed it. To my surprise he said sure. We exchanged numbers and I gave him my address and headed out.
I got home first and proceeded to up my seduction more. I had never snagged a straight guy like this before. However I knew I had to keep it easy as I didn’t want him to flip out and beat me up. But I definitely wanted to make it hard to resist if he was interested in some fun, so I changed into a tank and my bulge shorts (athletic shorts I can freeball in and show off a nice bulge).
When he got to my place I realized he was very not sober, he jumped the curb of the parking lot when he parked. I wasn’t going to do anything to this guy while he was like this so I decided I would I would keep flirting light and not be the aggressor. He came in and I got him some water to get him right. We just sat and chilled chatting about random stuff and listened to music. Everything was pretty cool. Now I was wearing my bulge shorts and honestly it’s almost impossible for me to not get hard while wearing these, even if I’m just sitting there with no stimulation. Sure enough the more we chatted my cock grew and grew under my shorts. I tried to keep my self from going fully hard and pitching a tent but the bulge at my waist was obvious so not much I can do to hide it.
There was an eventual break in the conversation. My heart was pounding cause I was feeling really horny but wasn’t sure how this guy would take any sexual flirting, and it was taking a lot of restraint from giving my own hard cock a quick pull on the bulge lifting from my shorts. I turned to him to see what he was doing and he was staring right at my crotch, enthralled by the huge bulge I was sporting. I did nothing but kinda laid back next to him, we were close enough so that our arms were touching but he was almost leaning against my side. I just laid there and let my happy cock throb under my shorts, it swung away from my leg so now it basically looked like I had a 3rd leg, but I kept my cock covered so it was all bulge. But Brad never looked away or moved, he just continued to stare at my cock. I started letting my arm rub against his making my cock twitch which made him chuckle under his breath. He then proceeded continue to slowly rub his arm against mine making making my dick dance. It was really hot. I wanted to grab my cock and give it a tug but still scared it would be too much for him or I was hoping he would reach for it. I would have been more than happy if he had of spread his legs and dropped his pants to reveal what he had going on, which would hav resulted in me immediately taking his cock in my mouth. He was in black jeans so I could never tell if he was getting excited. But he did nothing else but watch my dick dance with a smile on his face. After a few he stopped and relaxed for a min, which in turn let my cock rest to a mostly soft state. He then said he was tired and ready to turn it. I asked him if he had sobered up and could crash on my couch for a bit if he needed too (I’m no creep and would have left him alone). But he said he was good and stood up. I could tell he was much better by now and I walked him out. Never saw him gain.
I do wish I had of been a little more forward in the situation. Maybe ask him if he wanted to watch some porn and jerkoff, or heck even just flat out asked if he wanted BJ. Nowadays I probably would have but oh well. Just resides in my mind as a very hot missed opportunity.
But when I would go out to this stuff I was always on a higher level and feel extra confident, usually because of magic beans, and I was way open with flirting with straight guys. I wouldn’t ever do anything too aggressive (since a lot of these times I was not in a gay club) but I would give guys a look down, make sure to give them some flirty eye contact, if they saw me checkem out from far maybe I rub my chest or nipple… or maybe grab my crotch as a signal. If we were dancing close to each other maybe dance close enough so our bodies would touch. Rarely would I get a negative response. Usually it would be a ignore or they would lightly spot timidly flirt back. There were a few times where it did go further.
One time, about 10 years ago. I met this straight guy at an after hours, let’s call him Brad (alias). We chatted it up chillin, listen to the music or watching the scene. We were both pretty not sober, he was drunk and/or not “the other”, I was just “the other” but I could always keep it together. Brad was cute, frat boy type. Avg body but a very attractive face. Which kept me attentive to him. I was feeling pretty horny so I would lean back in the chairs in the back, rub my body, nipple, crotch and see if I could get his attention in the club. I would and he’d come sit next to me chat. He wouldn’t flirt back really but I definitely caught his eye checking me out. It was gettin pretty close to day light so I bit the bullet and asked if he wanted to chill some more at my place have some more beer or sober up more if he needed it. To my surprise he said sure. We exchanged numbers and I gave him my address and headed out.
I got home first and proceeded to up my seduction more. I had never snagged a straight guy like this before. However I knew I had to keep it easy as I didn’t want him to flip out and beat me up. But I definitely wanted to make it hard to resist if he was interested in some fun, so I changed into a tank and my bulge shorts (athletic shorts I can freeball in and show off a nice bulge).
When he got to my place I realized he was very not sober, he jumped the curb of the parking lot when he parked. I wasn’t going to do anything to this guy while he was like this so I decided I would I would keep flirting light and not be the aggressor. He came in and I got him some water to get him right. We just sat and chilled chatting about random stuff and listened to music. Everything was pretty cool. Now I was wearing my bulge shorts and honestly it’s almost impossible for me to not get hard while wearing these, even if I’m just sitting there with no stimulation. Sure enough the more we chatted my cock grew and grew under my shorts. I tried to keep my self from going fully hard and pitching a tent but the bulge at my waist was obvious so not much I can do to hide it.
There was an eventual break in the conversation. My heart was pounding cause I was feeling really horny but wasn’t sure how this guy would take any sexual flirting, and it was taking a lot of restraint from giving my own hard cock a quick pull on the bulge lifting from my shorts. I turned to him to see what he was doing and he was staring right at my crotch, enthralled by the huge bulge I was sporting. I did nothing but kinda laid back next to him, we were close enough so that our arms were touching but he was almost leaning against my side. I just laid there and let my happy cock throb under my shorts, it swung away from my leg so now it basically looked like I had a 3rd leg, but I kept my cock covered so it was all bulge. But Brad never looked away or moved, he just continued to stare at my cock. I started letting my arm rub against his making my cock twitch which made him chuckle under his breath. He then proceeded continue to slowly rub his arm against mine making making my dick dance. It was really hot. I wanted to grab my cock and give it a tug but still scared it would be too much for him or I was hoping he would reach for it. I would have been more than happy if he had of spread his legs and dropped his pants to reveal what he had going on, which would hav resulted in me immediately taking his cock in my mouth. He was in black jeans so I could never tell if he was getting excited. But he did nothing else but watch my dick dance with a smile on his face. After a few he stopped and relaxed for a min, which in turn let my cock rest to a mostly soft state. He then said he was tired and ready to turn it. I asked him if he had sobered up and could crash on my couch for a bit if he needed too (I’m no creep and would have left him alone). But he said he was good and stood up. I could tell he was much better by now and I walked him out. Never saw him gain.
I do wish I had of been a little more forward in the situation. Maybe ask him if he wanted to watch some porn and jerkoff, or heck even just flat out asked if he wanted BJ. Nowadays I probably would have but oh well. Just resides in my mind as a very hot missed opportunity.