I never thought of myself as a gay or bi male. When with my friends, I considered myself straight and still till this day will find myself checking out the occasional female. However, this night was a little different. I was out at the bars with a few of my male friends. We were all out to get some that night as most nights were when we went out. We had been to these bars a few nights in the past and some of us had luck but not always. This night started out like any other. We arrived and had a few drinks to loosen the mood. Trying to get us confident enough to go and talk to some females. My friend was no stranger to this. He immediately goes and talks to a few of them and has them come over to our direction. I strike up the conversation with them and we chat for several minutes before we realize that this is going nowhere and we disperse our own ways. My friend is a little upset by this and tries to fix me up with another female. He keeps trying but one after another it just doesn't seem to be going my way.
We all are getting pretty drunk at this point when I have to go to the bathroom. I leave the group and go to the restroom. While there, a guy approaches me and asks if I'd like to join him in the stall. This makes me a little uncomfortable and I decline. I make my way back to my friends and we have a few drinks more. We then decide that we will make our way to the bar down the street.