About a year ago, I was sent on a three day training course in Sydney by the company I work for. There were eight of us in the class. Steve, my colleague was the only one I knew previously. It is about a two hour commute from my home to Sydney so the company put me up in a hotel. Steve, being married with kids, decided to commute each day.
Two of the other guys on the course, Mark and Dave, were from Melbourne, worked together and were staying in the same hotel as me. So was one of the girls, Sarah. My name is Mark too, I hope that doesn't make this story confusing.
Dave was very hot. A fit tall blond guy with a huge bulge in his tight jeans that made my mouth water every time I saw it. Mark was more cute than hot. He had a very strong Scottish accent, dark hair and a beautiful smile. He had a tendency to interrupt during the course, ask critical questions and argue with the instructor which I think bored the rest of us. Unfortunately, both Mark and Dave seemed to be totally straight.
After the first day of the course, Dave, Mark, Sarah and I met in the hotel bar for drinks. They were all very cool people and we got along very well. We all got fairly drunk and Sarah decided she needed to go to bed. Dave, Mark and I partied on. Dave said that he thought Sarah was hot and Mark was pushing him to make a move and ribbing him for having missed a chance. That led to some talk about another girl that both Mark and Dave knew and worked with and both had apparently fucked. I wasn't saying much. The topic of the conversation came back to Sarah. It was my turn to get the drinks and as I was getting up to go to the bar, I said that I thought Sarah was hot for Dave too. They both looked at me curiously and Dave said,
"You aren't gay are you?"
I was confused about what made Dave ask the question, but I just winked at him and kept walking to the bar.
I got the drinks and as I was walking back to the table, I saw that Mark and Dave were looking at me and obviously discussing me. When I sat down Dave asked,
"Well, are you gay or not?"
I said "Yes, I am."
They both laughed and Mark said,
"Shit, you don't come across as gay."
"Yes I do," I said.
They were cool with it. They had had a quick bet on whether or not I was gay while I was getting the drinks and Mark had lost. Mark said that he thought Steve, my work colleague also on the course, was gay. I laughed and said he was married and I had lost count of how many kids he had. Anyway, we got kicked out of the bar at closing time and went back to our rooms to sleep.
Next day, Dave and I were pretty badly hungover but Mark was as bright and argumentative as ever. He got into a long argument with the instructor over something he thought the software we were learning couldn't do. However, when I listened to Mark, I realised what he was saying was right and the instructor was not understanding him. Those courses are half teaching and half sales job and the instructors often don't want to admit deficiencies that the software has. The particular software company, which I won't mention in case someone sues me, is about the worst for this attitude. To get the class moving again, I interrupted and told the instructor that he was not understanding the problem and it would be better if Mark and I worked out an actual scenario later and then gave the data to him to work on. Mark and Graham the instructor agreed, and so we kept moving.
Later Dave, Sarah, Mark and I met in the bar again. Sarah and Dave obviously had something going on by then and they left us to have dinner and whatever else together. We didn't see them again that night. Mark and I had a pizza and some beers and then we went up to his room to use his laptop to generate a scenario that would demonstrate the problem with the software's approach. It only took us half an hour to finish. I suggested that we go back to the bar but Mark said we can just stay here and drink whatever is in the bar fridge in the room. Then Mark took off his clothes so he was only in a singlet and boxer shorts and sat in front of the TV. I said I would just go back to my room to change and bring the bottle of wine that was in my bar fridge. I was beginning to think that Mark wanted to fool around with me but I thought it was just wishful thinking. After all, he's straight isn't he? I went back to my room, got changed into a tee-shirt and shorts, put a few condoms and sachets of lube that I carried "for emergencies" into my wallet, got the bottle of wine and went (rushed) back to Mark's room.
Mark had already drunk nearly half his bottle. He poured me a glass and we watched a movie on TV. After five minutes Mark said,
"So... you are really gay?"
"Yeah, are you?"
"No, not me... You have sex with any guys?"
"Yeah, of course... What about you?"
"No, never... What about girls?"
"I used to but not for a while now, I prefer guys."
Mark went back to watching the movie but a minute later said without looking at me,
"What do you think about me?"
"In what way?" I asked.
"Are you attracted to me?"
"Well, you look sexy in that singlet."
Mark laughed a bit nervously. He did look hot in that singlet. After another five minutes he said,
"Would you suck my cock?"
"Only if you suck mine..."
"Haha, no way..."
After another five minutes of silently watching the movie he said,
"OK."
"OK what?"
"If you suck my cock, I'll suck yours."
"OK show me."
