What a shock we had when we all realized that all of the mags were hardcore gay porno mags.

One thing that I learned in college is that hot girls like gay guys. Maybe it is because gay guys were still a novelty in the early '90s in my part of the country.

I now know that there were a few gay guys that I had went to school with all my life that came out in college and I didn't even know it until our 10 year class reunion.

Until I was in college I didn't know anyone that was "that way" but when I finally met one unexpectedly, it was a shock for myself and the rest of the people in the room.

Being that there were very few of us history majors at CWU, we all ended up together semester after semester and got pretty friendly. It wasn't uncommon for us to hold study groups two or three times a week at different people's dorm rooms or apartments.

One year there was a foreign exchange student from Mexico that was in alot of our classes. He had a great personality (pink flag number one) and all the girls found him to be really interesting (pink flag number two). He was soon joining us during our study groups and seemed to be quite the ladies man as I saw him surrounded by girls where ever he went around campus.

He was also a LGA (most schools call them RAs) so he had a single room in a dorm that was mostly freshmen. Every week he had certain nights that he had to be at the dorm so he could answer stupid questions from all of the poopy-butted freshmen who had never lived away from home before.

It just so happened that one week our study group night fell on the same night as his duty night so we all met at his place to go over notes and bullshit. Every hour, on the hour he had to make rounds of the four floors of the dorm which usually took about ten or fifteen minutes. On his third trip something happend and he was away from the room for a half hour or so.

As we sat there talking, one of the guys noticed a pile of magazines under his bed and grabbed a handful thinking that they were girly mags. What a shock we had when we all realized that all of the mags were hardcore gay porno mags.

As we all sat there in shock (I had never really seen a porno mag more hardcore than Penthouse) the door opened and he stepped in the room. I don't know if it was the look of horror on our faces or the pile of mags in the middle of our circle that made him realize that the jig was up. His embarassment and shame were plain to see by all of us and it became a very uncomfortable situation. We all excused ourselves for one reason or another soon after that and it was a while before he joined us for a study group again.

The good news was that he "came out" later that year and I am proud to say that I had a very small part in that. I can also say that I have never been uncomfortable around gay people ever since that episode.