“Three Days in a Tent With a "Straight" Buddy”
Dear Bearded Confidant,
I'm quite anxious about an upcoming situation. First, about myself. SWM, 42, homosexualist, never done it with a woman, handsome, engaging, straight 'acting'/appearing.
This guy does indeed sound eager to spend some quality man-to-man time with you. However, your instinct toward caution is well-founded. Just because he is craving some manly companionship doesn't mean that he necessarily thinks of himself as bisexual, and there's no reason for you to press the issue and potentially ruin the vacation. My advice is to play it cool, as you have been doing. The trip will no doubt offer dozens of opportunities for some intimate masculine closeness, so seize every chance to act casually and comfortably around him. For example, while hiking you could suggest a good place for the two of you to stand together, whip out your dicks, and take a piss. At bedtime, set an example by casually stripping off your clothes first. Do it in front of your buddy, but don't look right at him while you do it lest he be put off. Start by removing your shoes and socks, then pants and underwear, and then slowly peel your shirt over your head to offer him the chance to sneak a good hard look at your body. You are probably correct that the two of you will naturally come around to beating off together at some point. A little erotic storytelling by the fire is a great idea, especially since the man has already confided some sexy details to you in the past. Try fabricating a str8 story with a few bisexual twists and turns along the way. Making up stories won't be compromising your integrity in any way. Sex is supposed to be imaginative and fun, and the purpose of your story is to turn your buddy on, so why not tailor the action appropriately? If your friend listens to the story but doesn't seem comfortable jerking off in front of you, take the lead by slowly and carefully pulling your own cock out and stroking off in an inconspicuous manner. Don't worry--there's no way he'll miss what you're doing, and he may well be inspired to join you at that point. Of course, you also may not have to beat around the bush at all. Maybe by the third day, the combination of the fresh country air, your three days' growth of beard stubble, and your musky sweat scent will drive him over the edge and he'll tackle you to the ground without you having to ask. Maybe he'll rip off your pants so he can hump his raging hardon across your hairy thighs while he grabs your scratchy face to pry open your mouth, shoving his tongue deep down your throat and drooling into your mouth as he fucks his studcream all over your own throbbing cock. More unlikely things have happened, buddy!