One evening Chris and I were studying in our room as normal. Or at least that's what I thought until one night my whole life was changed. But being Chris was my roommate, there was nothing I could do about being far from him – but it didn't matter – I was straight and that's all that mattered. I always considered myself straight and wanted to stay as far away from associating with anyone gay as I could. Chris was a nice enough guy but just not the type I would hang around with – not like my other 'cool' friends. It seemed that other guys could tell right away the Chris was gay but it didn't cross my mind – I was too concerned with getting settled in and getting along with others.
I was at a private all male college (yes, a few do still exist), it was my freshman year and I shared a room with another freshman named Chris. I was 18 years old when I had my first gay experience. Submitting To My Roommate: My New Gay Life
