a stirring in my loins, a cold sweat. What was going on with me? I wanted both of them to fuck me. It was clear to me now. I rejoined the conversation, building up the nerve to invite them back to my apartment. I was about to suggest we go to my place for a nightcap when two girls walked in and greeted them. The men introduced me to their girlfriends, finished their beers, and they all left the bar together. I sat there stunned, embarrassed, and frustrated. I fled back