*This story begins as a real interaction between two college roommates but then will become a fantasy fiction story about what I have thought might have happened later on when I think back on that night. Character names will be changed to protect those involved in the story*
*Everything that follows was what actually happened up until my roommate's frustrated statement*
My name is Rob and I am 6 feet tall, tan, black hair, muscular build and this all started because my roommate was rejected by a girl and he had some confidence issues. My roommate Tyler was just about the same height, white, brownish-blonde hair, but had a leaner body than I did and he was my best friend. Our college had put on a concert and while we were hanging out with some girls he leaned back to me and said that he was interested in one of them so I told him that he should try and dance with her. At first she seemed into him and they had danced for a few songs but then he leaned in to try and kiss her and was immediately met by a hand to his chest to signal that she wasn't into it.
I felt bad but I figured it was no big deal and we could just keep enjoying the concert. The walk back to the dorm seemed fine; he had talked about how much fun he had and that he thought that maybe the girl he was dancing with was into him but overall he appeared not to be bothered. That all changed when we got back to our room. As soon as the door closed, his mood completely flipped. He started to breakdown and was asking me why he was having such a hard time meeting girls and how it was so easy for me to talk to them. I told him that he just needed to be patient and to just go to sleep and he'll feel better in the morning. However, he just kept at it and wouldn't stop complaining so I began to grow more frustrated and continued to tell him to just stop and go to bed. This went on for about 30 mins then he said something that I know was mostly out of emotion and the heat of the moment; he said "maybe I should try guys?!" Eventually he would pass out and head home for the rest of the weekend to take a break with his family.
*Now this is where the fantasy begins*
"Maybe I should try guys?!"
"What did you say?" I replied.
Tyler answered back saying that he was frustrated and that he was sick of girls rejecting him.
I asked him "are you attracted to guys? Do you want to actually be physically intimate with a guy?"
"I don't know, I never thought about it before" he said.
I was growing frustrated by this whole interaction so I thought if I asked him a very direct and blunt question then maybe I could get this whole night to come to an end.
"Do you feel like sucking my dick?"
"What?!"
"Do you want to get down on your knees right now and put my dick in your mouth?"
"Maybe..."