One of my best friends from high school came out of the closet towards the end of college. We lost touch with another after high school, and I didn't find out until a few years ago. The moment he told me it felt like the most natural thing to me - as if I had always known, and I probably did know it all those years ago. Yesterday, I saw him for the first time since 2003, and it was as if we'd never been apart.
"I love eating ass," he said. "And I can bottom or top, doesn't matter to me."
"Well, hell, I'm learning how to masturbate and come," I replied. "I'm still not sure about how I feel about anyone being near my ass. Maybe with the right person."
"Well, if you ever do anything, make sure its clean, very clean," he advised.
"Makes sense to me!" I retorted. "Ewwww, I wouldn't want to think about eating a dirty ass! Yuck!"
"Yuck is right."
"Kayla, are you bi?" he asked.
"No! I don't think so...probably not," I said. "But I probably wouldn't say no if the right person tried to make a move on me."
"Have you ever had a threesome?" he asked a few minutes later. "You would probably love it. They're pretty awesome."
"So you've had a threesome?" I don't think I kept the incredulity out of my voice.
"Oh sure, and a fivesome." He said it so nonchalantly.
"I'm curious, but I'm also a jealous bitch," I stated. "I wouldn't want to feel ignored, and I don't know how I'd feel about watching my man with someone else."
"So, are you loud during sex?" I asked, randomly.
"Hell, yeah!" he almost shouted.
I laughed. "Me too! If I'm quiet, you're not doing it right!"
We laughed hysterically for a few minutes, sharing in the truth of that statement.
"Ok, so I need a male perspective," I started. "I love to suck cock, but a lot of what I see and read involves sucking nuts. Your thoughts?"
"Oh holy hell, be careful!" he exclaimed. "They're really sensitive, and you can hurt someone if you're not careful."
"Oh hell yeah, when C's pounding my ass, I'm all like, 'Yeah, give it to me buddy, now, now, now!" he told me.
I just smiled. As open as I am, even I'm not sure what the best response is to that one.
We're both highly sexual people who, for different reasons, kept ourselves very repressed for years. He's a single man who just wants to love and be loved - who happens to be gay and lives in the deep South. I'm a single woman who wants the exact same thing and love a man who's got a drama-filled life. We're two peas in pod, and we adore one another.
Does it count that we really did talk about other stuff, too?