Spring break at the Beach

It was during the spring of 2006, and I had gone to the beach with a few of my college buddies for spring break. It was very cold at the beach so we didn’t do much but just chill in the hotel and walk on the beach looking for chicks.

By the third night I was there I was getting kind of bored with the regular routine and I decided to go out on the beach by myself at around 3am in the morning. After walking along the beach for about a mile I spotted some other spring breakers all obviously drunk and walking along the beach with a video camera and generally screwing around. As I walked up to the group one of the guys offered me a beer, so I gladly accepted and joined them in talking about random nonsense.

It was about an hour after I met the group that someone come along on the beach and told us that the cops were out on the beach because someone had reported a large group drinking and yelling on the beach. Hearing the news we all broke up and started to head back to our respective hotel rooms, after a few minutes only two of us were left on the beach, myself and the guy who had offered me the beer earlier, whom I now knew as Josh. Josh asked me if I would like to join him in his hotel room for another beer and I gladly accepted, as I had nothing better to do that night. Josh and I walked along the beach back towards his hotel and I asked him if he had a girlfriend back at his school, he sort of evaded the question and said he had recently broken up with his flame.

We arrived at his hotel and I followed him up to his room, which was on the third floor, ocean front. He told me to have a seat on the couch, and he would grab us a couple of beers. I took a seat and looked over at the clock, and it was now around 4:30 am and I had a nice buzz going. Josh came in the room from the kitchen area, and sat down next to me on the couch handing me a beer. We both opened our drinks and sort of relaxed and started drinking. After a couple of minutes Josh turned to me and said:
“I’m sorry I kind of evaded your question earlier about my girlfriend, but I am actually gay, and I didn’t want to frighten you off, because you seem like a good guy and I would still want to be your friend.”
This came as a shock to me, but I had been drinking and I didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable, so I told him not to worry about it, I have a couple of gay friends back at school and it didn’t bother me at all.