Straight Guys... Ever Have a Gay Man Make a Pass At You?

First of all, I'm not straight (far from it), but I am bi and transgender, and I'd like to share my story if I could.

I was 19, and I was driving this really cool '79 Trans Am with t-tops. It was summer, and I had them off. Just driving (don't remember where, and not important), and listening to the radio, when I came to a red light. A car pulled up next to me and an older gentleman (30? mid-30's? pulls up next to me, looks over and asks if I know where such and such road is. I was happy to help and explained to him where to find the street he was looking for. He then asked me if I knew of any gay bars in the area. I apologized and told him I did not, and that was the end of it.

Damn, if I had the time back, I'd tell him that he didn't need to bother finding a bar, but to follow me back to my place!

Another time I was working at a shop through my early college days. Mostly guys one woman. One of the guys was flamboyantly gay, but he was really cool. The newer member of the crew was always referred to as the "bitch". Which of course at one point, was your truly. This particular guy took real pleasure in calling me that. He would go out of his way to stop by some morning and ask "How's my sweet little bitch today?" I'd just smile and laugh, but damnit, if I could do it all over again, I'd reply with something like "If you're going to continue to call me a bitch you better treat me like one!"

He was in a relationship, so I thought it would be rude and improper.

I haven't been hit on since.

:(
 
When I was in high school I worked at a gourmet ice cream shop. It was in a very urbane area, lots of very diverse people. One evening a TS came in - amazingly hot, probably around 30 years old. Nothing particular was said. But then she came another night, and another. Finally, one of my co-workers pointed out that she was actually hitting on me! I was clueless and beyond flabbergasted of what to do.

I know what I would do today, but at 16 or 17 I was not ready for any of that...

Also once traveling in Japan as a college student had a guy, who spoke no English, signal by pumping his hand in front of his mouth that he apparently wanted to suck my cock. Again, wasn't something that interested me then.
 
First of all, I'm not straight (far from it), but I am bi and transgender, and I'd like to share my story if I could.

I was 19, and I was driving this really cool '79 Trans Am with t-tops. It was summer, and I had them off. Just driving (don't remember where, and not important), and listening to the radio, when I came to a red light. A car pulled up next to me and an older gentleman (30? mid-30's? pulls up next to me, looks over and asks if I know where such and such road is. I was happy to help and explained to him where to find the street he was looking for. He then asked me if I knew of any gay bars in the area. I apologized and told him I did not, and that was the end of it.

Damn, if I had the time back, I'd tell him that he didn't need to bother finding a bar, but to follow me back to my place!

Another time I was working at a shop through my early college days. Mostly guys one woman. One of the guys was flamboyantly gay, but he was really cool. The newer member of the crew was always referred to as the "bitch". Which of course at one point, was your truly. This particular guy took real pleasure in calling me that. He would go out of his way to stop by some morning and ask "How's my sweet little bitch today?" I'd just smile and laugh, but damnit, if I could do it all over again, I'd reply with something like "If you're going to continue to call me a bitch you better treat me like one!"

He was in a relationship, so I thought it would be rude and improper.

I haven't been hit on since.

:(

I would like to hit on you :)
 
I used to get hit on all the time when I was younger. Sometimes it was funny, sometimes flattering and occasionally scary.
 
I hesitate to call myself bisexual—I actually think of myself more as a sexual opportunist. I definitely prefer women to men, but when men come on to me, I want to please them too. It doesn’t have the same quality of warmth, but it’s usually less complicated and usually, I guess, more honestly about fucking.
 
I’ve been hit on several times, but have never taken them up on it. I have usually ran away scared. My first wife even offered to set me up with a man when she broke up with me. She said she thought I needed a man and one of her coworkers apparently had the hots for me. One of the biggest turn on was when A guy slapped my ass in an elevator in Vegas.
 
Yup!

A few times in my life. Never acted on it until a few years ago. It was an amazing experience that still turns me on thinking about It! I enjoy women but this was special. Want it to happen again, and think about it all the time!
 
During my 20s, I was a bartender at strip clubs, male and female. Constantly surrounded by horny people and hit on, once people have alcohol in them, the flirting flows out. A few times I took gigs at gay bars and those were definitely nights with the best tips!! as well as hit on a few times every hour from men and bi women.
 
Only once many years ago, I was about 27 he was 20. With hindsight, definitely a missed opportunity.
 
Only once many years ago, I was about 27 he was 20. With hindsight, definitely a missed opportunity.

Yes,many times.

There was this guy who came over for work who was gay, but who respected boundaries. But if we were alone, he made it very clear what he wanted.

He'd do things like lay on the floor stomach down, act like he was taking a nap or just closing his eyes for a few minutes. I'd look over and he'd be humping, ass raised, pushing his ass around in little circles. It just plain screamed "fuck me."

At the time I wasn't particularly interested in man to man action, but this guy certainly did succeed in getting me hard.
 
A guy slapped my ass in an elevator in Vegas.

I was in a crowded restaurant the other day and some guy came up behind me and started squeezing and kneading my ass cheek. I let him do it for a minute and then told him not today and walked off. I was wearing sweat pants commando and if he'd have reached inside them, I probably wouldn't have been so quick to walk.
 
I was in a crowded restaurant the other day and some guy came up behind me and started squeezing and kneading my ass cheek. I let him do it for a minute and then told him not today and walked off. I was wearing sweat pants commando and if he'd have reached inside them, I probably wouldn't have been so quick to walk.

Nice!
 
I was on a family vacation last year in the bahamas, everyone was drinking and partying during the day and most people got whipped out and went right to bed after a late dinner. I was laying in my room bored and not tired and thought i would take a walk around resort. There was a bar off of the casino in hotel and i saw they had the yankee baseball game on so i stopped in there to watch. I ordered myself a beer and was minding my own business and was approached by this older man. I didnt think much of It at all and just thought he was being nice and wanted to talk about the game. He asked if I was a yankee fan and we just making small talk about baseball and who i was on the trip with. We were brought up how expensive the drinks at the hotel were and he asked to let him get the next round for me. I said sure, that was the first hint i got that this guy might of been alittle more friendly then i thought.. We were just talking and drinking the beer he got for me and then he was telling me how earlier in the day he went and bought drinks off the resort and how It was so much cheaper that way. I was just telling how that was a great idea and then he suggested we could go back to his room and drink those beers instead of paying $10 a beer at bar. Now that i look back on the situation i realize how gullible i was and its pretty embarrassing, but honestly in that moment i didnt even realize the guy was trying to seduce me.
 
I wish one would. On holiday in France once and the other half told me that one of the service assistants at Lafayette was checking my bum out. Only problem was she told me after we had left for the day. Didn’t get chance to go back and see for myself.
 
I hesitate to call myself bisexual—I actually think of myself more as a sexual opportunist. I definitely prefer women to men, but when men come on to me, I want to please them too. It doesn’t have the same quality of warmth, but it’s usually less complicated and usually, I guess, more honestly about fucking.

My thoughts exactly. When I need simple sex, with no complications, a man will fill my needs...and I'll take care of his.
 
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