Ben

"Ben?!"

Ben stands there, wiping the trickle of cum away as he stares at you, seeming completely unaffected and unsurprised.

"S'up, Jack. You want to go for a cigarette?"

"Ben, was that fucking you on the other end of the stall?!" you say.

"What, the glory hole? Oh, yeah. That was me. Why?"

"What the fuck does that mean? Why were you there?"

"I don't know. Had an easy class I could skip, wanted to suck some dick. You know how it is."

"Why are you sucking dick, Ben?"

"It's fun to change it up some time. When you get as much pussy as you do here, sometimes you want to suck some dick."

"Why did it have to be my dick, Ben?!"

"Hey, I don't know why you're being such a bitch over this. It was a glory hole. You agreed to put your dick through it not knowing who was on the other side, just for an orgasm. You got the orgasm! We made our agreement!"

"Yeah, but I didn't think it was going to be a dude!"

"Eh. You didn't care that much, otherwise you wouldn't be using a gloryhole."

"I... OK, fuck it, fair point," you say.

"So we good?" Ben asks.

"I guess."

"Cool. Want to go play some pool?"

"Nah, I've got class, you fucking weirdo."

"Suit yourself. See ya later," Ben shrugs, before walking off.

Well, that was a weird situation. In some level, you'll never understand Ben or his sexuality. But who cares? Time for class, anyhow.