I moved down and unbuttoned Max’s pants and worked his pants off his body with his underwear. This basically gave me carte blanche to do whatever I wanted. At that point, it became Max’s mission to get a reaction out of her. “Hey lover,” he cooed, “how about you take off my pants.” Meanwhile, he was watching my ex-girlfriend’s face to gage her reaction to the homoerotic behavior taking place on her couch. I descended upon him, laying my head upon his chest and stroking his hair. Pharmaceuticals could wait I needed to capitalize on Max’s jokingly-gay mood. As we continued to work on the project, my ex-girlfriend just laid down on the couch because she wasn’t doing much, and Max laid down on the other side of the couch, gesturing alluringly at me. “I bet someone here wouldn’t mind that…” Max said. “We’ll need a topless dancer for the music video,” he said, gesturing at my ex-girlfriend and her ample rack. “’Optical isomerism in pharmaceuticals,’” Max read, “’means that synthetically produced drugs will contain two enantiomers, with different pharmaceutical effects’…do you think we can make a song out of that?” I confirmed that we could, and started writing down chords on a piece of paper. Her mom left for the day to play cards with her friends. One day Max, my ex-girlfriend and I had to get together to do a chemistry project at my ex-girlfriend’s house. As we walked back to class, he licked my ear. Naturally, I started getting hard, but luckily I was only semi-erect by the time I was done peeing and quickly re-sheathed my penis. I went over to the urinal, unzipped my fly, and started peeing, and Max moved in behind me and started groping my pecs and grinding into my ass as I peed. “Mmmm” Max groaned, in his best imitation of a hot-and-bothered gay person. That was, after all, the primary reason for my visit. “What’s the matter, honeybaby?” he asked. I happily reciprocated, but broke off this kiss after about 10 seconds. He also stuck his tongue into my mouth and started making out with me, still mocking me, of course. My lips met his, and he wrapped his arm around my back and pulled me close to him, so his flaccid penis, still hanging out of his shorts, pressed up against my pants. I feigned reluctance as I leaned in to kiss him as tenderly as I could, so as to prove my gayness. Luckily he backed up as he peed and allowed me to watch him finish up anyway, turning to me when he finished and waving it around in the air. “Wanna see my wiener?” I wanted to say yes, but instead said no. Who else did I run into as I entered the bathroom but Max, who was finishing peeing. One day in chemistry I really had to pee so I grabbed the hall pass and went into the small little bathroom that serviced only the few science classrooms in the basement, so it only had one stall and one urinal. I always played along and groped him or blew him kisses back. It was a sort of mockery I suppose, but not in a mean way.
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In addition to the numerous personal questions, Max would take every opportunity to sit on my lap and blow me kisses from across the room. His butt was perfectly rounded and I had frequently in the past had to repress the urge to reach out and grab it, not that he would necessarily have done anything but giggle, and put on his gay voice to say “Oh my! Aren’t you frisky?” He also seemed interested to know, “If I were gay, would you have sex with me?” I had to seriously lie my way out of this one, because the real answer was a resounding “yes!” Max was an athletic, average-height, and had blond hair and blue-eyes. “So, are you a pitcher or a catcher?” he would ask, and I would do my best to dodge his questions.
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For the next couple days in chemistry, Max bombarded me with questions about being gay, still under the veil of doubting my homosexuality, and making a joke of it. “Well maybe,” I said, “but not in the middle of chemistry class, with the teacher watching right over there.”įair enough, Max said, sitting down. “If you were gay, you would kiss me!” Max leaned over the table and prepared his lips. “Wouldn’t a straight person be just as capable of kissing you?” I asked. She sheepishly confirmed that I was gay, but this was not quite enough for Max, who said, “If you’re gay, kiss me.” One of my lab partners, Max, scurried over to my ex-girlfriend at another lab table and asked her to confirm that it was true that I was gay. My lab partners, however, refused to believe me, since I had dated (and was infamous for having had sex with) a girl in that class for over a year. (Honestly, I enjoyed the attention I got when I came out to the very liberal people in my class). I wasn’t really good friends with either of these two guys, so it was pretty easy to tell them I was gay. One day, I was standing at a lab table titrating sodium hydroxide into lemon juice when I decided to come out to my two lab partners. When I first came out to people at my high school, some people were skeptical.