Archive-name: FirstGay/ftg026.txt
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Archive-title: Friends


In answer to the request in #26: there was the time a friend of mine
and I traveled to Santa Barbara just for a day of fun. He was very
tall and I liked his looks very much, but I could never figure out
his orientation. Anyway, it seemed encouraging to me that he did
take the trip with me. We walked around for a day, looking in shops,
walking near the beach - it was all very nice. And then we checked
into the hotel and lo and behold, there was only one king sized bed
in the room. I professed surprise (I had made the reservation) and
tossed off some weak comment like, "Oh well, guess we'll just have
to choose up sides." After talking and watching TV for a while, it
was time to get under the covers, both of us just in our briefs.
We talked a bit more in the dark (I dont remember about what) and
then it got quiet for a while. I stretched my arm up in the air like
I was stretching, adn pulled the covers down a bit. He then also
stretched his hand up. I couldn"t resist - I let my hand casually
drift over to his and we held hands. We both giggled a bit and pulled
close to each other. It was a great night!

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