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I have a friend Roy who I?d known since the fifth grade when he?d moved into my neighborhood. Never was sure why we were friends because he was a jock, lettering in both wrestling and swimming and I was kind of a geek. Still friends after graduation, he was helping me install a faucet on the kitchen sink. He was under the cabinet and I was working on top of the sink area. As he stretched, his shirt went up and exposed his happy trail of luscious curly dark hair from his belly button down through the top of his pants. It was so hot and it turned me on. I knew he was straight and that he didn?t have a clue about my bisexuality. Anyway, I could not get his gorgeous body out of my mind. Later that day we were talking and having a cold Dos Equis (XX) and I told him about some gay experiences I?d enjoyed in the past. I described some of them to him in detail. He didn?t protest or anything and actually seemed interested since isvecbahis he?d never seen me that way. I respected his straightness and didn?t make a move on him. A couple of weeks later Roy invited me to lunch at TGI Friday?s. We started out with Buffalo wings and Guinness stout. Over their Smoke Stacked Burger (Beer-braised sausage