Straight People Reveal How They Reacted When a Member of the Same Sex Hit on Them

It's nice to know that people find you attractive, especially if they have the courage to tell you politely. Sometimes it comes from a place you weren't suspecting it however, which makes it all the more flattering really!

Here, 25 straight people recall times when a member of the same sex hit on them and how they reacted. Enjoy! And make sure to check out the bottom of the article for even more.


I think can speak for many men when I say this:

It makes us feel flattered and appreciative.

Generally speaking, women don't bother giving me any obvious signals of overt attraction that compliment our demeanor, style, and physical aesthetics unless they are friends or girlfriends.

We don't receive consistent and ensuring commentary on our appearance unless we're seen sloppy or we drastically change something about our style.

It is, in all honesty, refreshing to know that there is someone eyeing you that has the balls to say something about it, even if they have balls and you're just not into the homosexual persuasion.

So here's a thanks to those bold gay dudes who bother giving out compliments. You're good people.




I knew a girl who offered to let me use a strap on. She said this was very personal and only some women got to do that. She also tried a few more times to get me to go with her by saying women are more "gentle" than men.

"Thanks...but let's just be friends. I prefer it on a man."



My parents decided to take me on a cruise with them. The main demographic is 50 year old gay men.

I find it horrible. I'm a 19 year old guy (I'm a 'pretty' boy, I've got a girlfriend) and I've been forcefully groped in clubs by other men. It actually feels like I've been abused, and I lose my dignity. It's horrible.

I heard a group of gay men say 'Wow I'd bend him over' to me. It's gross to overhear someone talk about you that way and it doesn't give people the right to be vulgar in public. It's the same as a bunch of degenerate guys whistling at a girl.



I walked into a liquor store and this guy paying at the counter looked up and said, "Hey man, you got a Twitch account?"

I said, "Uh, naw man I don't"

He said, "You should dude. I'd watch that for sure!"

Me: "Hmm...thanks..?"




I was at an amusement park waiting in line and someone bumped into me from behind. I turned around and saw it was a tall Asian guy a bit taller than me. He said, "Sorry dude I touched your butt" and to try and make the situation a bit less awkward I jokingly said "Nah it's ok, I liked it hahah.

He looked at me and said "I can do it again if you want". The other guys he was with looked over and one said "ohh me too!" I was with my girlfriend and I didn't expect him to respond like that so I froze up. Right after that, I got on the ride but the ride worker stopped it before the group of guys could get on so I was saved by the bell I guess. My girlfriend laughed pretty hard after the ride.



had a good friend in college who was gay, but as someone who doesn't care about anyone's sexuality, I just looked at him like a really cool dude. Well very early on in our friendship I had a couple of friends over in my room for a Halo 4 Tournament, when it was over everyone left and it was only him and myself in the room. He proceeded to sit on my lap and tried to kiss me, now I thanked him for the kind gesture, but I told him, that I'm not gay. He said sorry and mistook me being super nice, was me trying to hit on him, we laughed it off and just played games all night. We're still friends to this day.



A gentleman at a local Pride parade I went to stopped when he saw me and said, "Oh, my... now there's a beautiful man." I grinned, thanked him, and walked on.




Years ago I had a Craigslist Chicago Missed Connections written about me by another dude. He had come into the pharmacy I worked at. One of our regulars found the posting and brought it in to show us. The gist was "I like your belly and beard, let's get coffee."

Everyone wanted me to call, just to see what would happen. I declined, as I didn't want to contact the guy just to reject him. Still, I was crazy flattered and felt extra confident for a few days.



I was in Key West a few weeks back, and a waiter gave me his number on a napkin. The bartender shook her head and said "He's got awful gaydar."



I was a server at what is fondly referred to as the "GayHop" which is an IHOP located adjacent to the Boys Town neighbourhood of Chicago. As the only straight man that served the night shift (9pm-7am) this happened a lot. Another server suggested anytime a guy asks to exchange numbers to demand it be written on a $100 bill. The one and only time I tried this the guy had a hundred in my face within 0.05 seconds of the proposition.

His own demand was "If I give you this, I better get some". Tried to back out of the situation by explaining I was straight, in a relationship, and the whole thing was a bad joke. He proceeded to return to my restaurant every week for the next 3 months to ask if I were ready yet. His normal phrasing was "You tired of that stanky girl yet?" Good times.




I treat attention from women with the same total lack of awareness as when a man flirts with me. Basically, unless someone flat out asks me 'Hey, wanna date?' I'm far too slow to pick up hints.

But if they do ask and I get it: 'um, thanks...that's really nice but I'm straight. Sorry.' Always flattering and I don't mind sitting and chatting afterwards.



was pretty flattered most of the time it happened. I lived in a neighbourhood with a large gay community so it was a little normal. This one guy got kind of pushy though. It really made me realize that if I was a woman that sort of behaviour would be scary to me. As a man, I could fight this other guy off, he was smaller than me. If I had been a woman getting aggressively hit on by the same guy, I wouldn't have been able to fight him off. So, now I've taught my little sister how to fight dirty and go for the jugular, just not literally.



A dude rubbed his junk on my backside at a crowded pub. I just turned around and said to him "Look mate I ain't being funny but you need to stop this right now".

To be fair, if a gay dude would hit on me normally id be probably flattered or I wouldn't pick up on it, but this was way over the line.




I was in a nightclub a month or two ago and a guy came up to me, winked and said, "Hi, I'm blahblah and I like to eat a**." I laughed shook his hand and went on with my night.



I was drinking alone and the guy sat down near me and started up a conversation. It was very obvious he was gay, (I'm a straight male) but we had a good time talking about stuff and passing the time. He drank a lot, but was a pretty big guy. I politely refused his offer to buy a round for me. As we were leaving, he said his car was blocked in so I helped direct him out of the spot. One he was freed, he popped open the passenger door and said "Get in the car." I said "No thanks." and he repeated, louder "Get in the Car."

I said "No" again and started walking back to the bar. Then he jumped out and pointed to the open door, screaming "GET IN THE CAR!" I stopped and said nothing, but started thinking of what to do if he took a step closer to me. Then, he jumped in and sped off. Ladies, I feel your pain. If you ever feel uncomfortable at a bar, tell or signal someone, please.



It makes me feel pretty good. Personally I just politely decline, and inform them of my straight as an arrow orientation.

I had one guy just ask if he could still buy me a drink and chat. He didn't know anyone at the bar, and I was cute and seemed kind. Of course, I said yes. Free beer.

I ended up skiing with him the next day, introducing him to my friend group and girlfriend. We had a great weekend together.

He still visits, gained a real good friend out of it.




I was at a clothing optional hot spring. Amazing place that attracts very open minded, beautiful people.

I was walking from the cold pools to the sauna butt naked, and when I enter a guy around my age enters as well. Its just the two of us at this point and we were both completely naked. He starts asking me questions like; Where are you staying tonight? what are you doing in the area? Etc, etc.. before I realize he's hitting on me.

I just talk to him politely and tell him I'm driving home that night. He seems disappointed but we just continue talking. I realized what it's like to be a girl who I'm trying to hit on but has no interest in me. It's not a bad feeling that someone finds you attractive but I just wasn't interested.



I think it's funny. I fit a certain "type". That type being bears. I'm a big muscular guy, and I get contacted by that type now and then.



I got hit on a lot by guys when I moved from NYC to Wisconsin because of the way I dress, and I'm completely cool with it and usually buy them a drink to thank them for the complement. But I get irritated when I tell them I'm straight and they still keep at it or ask the ultimate stupid question: Are you sure you're straight? Dude, you have first hand experience and should know that you can't convince someone to change their sexual orientation.



My wife had a very similar flannel shirt to mine. One morning i went to Walmart to get some cold meds for my daughter and the cashier started asking me some really odd questions. Are you new to town? How long have you shopped here. That's a nice shirt.

It dawns on me that he's hitting on me. Then i realize I'm wearing my wife's shirt instead of mine and the buttons are on the wrong side. I had just pulled it on over my head buttoned , like she took it off.

So I start kind of laughing and ask if it's the shirt buttons and he says yes. I told him I'm married and he got kind of embarrassed but it was funny.

Kind of made my Saturday morning.

Flash forward 10 years and he comes into my office for an interview. Hired him. Now he's married to one of the guys from faculties management. I introduced them since they were the only two gay guys I knew.




Worked at a restaurant and one of the cooks, Fat Freddy, was gay. 300+ pound 6'2 black man. I was a 5'9, 160 pound white kid.

He would occasionally say to me when I went to get my orders "Mmmm, one day I'ma tear you up". It was a running joke and he'd do it at the most inopportune or opportune time for that matter (when he could tell I was having a bad day). One day after a night of drinking we stopped to get a bite to eat, I see my friends on the other side of the table looking over my shoulder, behind me, a second later I hear "Mmmm, one day I'ma tear you up"

Freddy! Hadn't seen him in 2+years.

Needless to say I liked Freddy and considered him a friend, never minded it.



I'm a decent looking guy with a bubble butt. I've had a gay coworker offer me $1000 to play video games at his house naked. I've had a guy pull up next to me while I was walking, asking for directions to a place. When I started to tell him, he said it would be better if I got in the car and showed him, and then he winked at me.

I went to the NYC gay pride parade once. Terrible idea. Although one very drunk Latino slurred to me "You're so sexy" which was a nice ego boost.



I've been hit on directly by a few gay guys. I'm sure there are jerks who would take it the wrong way, but I think you can pick up that vibe before you ask. I'm super flattered when a gay guy hits on me. A lot of them have pretty high standards in appearance so it feels good just to be hit on by them. Like the other poster said, I generally never have girls giving me compliments or hitting on me like that.

It's just a bit awkward having to turn them down because I know how hard it is to approach a girl, I'm sure it's doublely as hard to approach a member of the same sex who you don't know which way they roll. As someone who doesn't have as much experience getting hit on as girls I feel really bad disappointing someone like that.

I'd say if you don't make it weird, they won't make it weird. If they say no thanks, play it cool, smile, make a joke and go about your day.




I was going out alone, and met another guy who was also going out alone. And we talked for a while, and I thought this guy was straight, until.. Lo and behold, he gazed into my eyes and whispered "I have the apartment all by myself tonight..."

And I thought he was kidding, so I joked with him like, "Yeah we could get a couple of girls and have a foursome haha..."

But when I realized he was serious, I was initially flattered that he had chosen me. Because this was no ordinary gay guy. This guy was so confident, handsome and mysterious in a suaveish way.

But when I told him that I was straight as an arrow, and there is not a snow ball's chance he's getting away with me tonight, he kind of lost ALL interest for me. That was kind of heartbreaking.



I was at a gay bar for a friend's birthday a few years ago. Another straight friend and I were chatting. He is a pretty good looking dude. I was decent, if a little chunky, at the time. A patron of the bar, who may have been a little drunk, walked over to us. Doesn't even give my friend a second look.

"Stand up," requests the patron.

"I'm sorry...?" I reply.

"Stand up and turn around for me."

stood up, just to get at eye level, but did not turn around. "Oh, no. I'm just here for a friend's birthday. Thank you, but I'm not interested."

"Turn around!"

"No, I'm good. But thanks!"

"You don't know! Frickin' straight guys. YOU DON'T KNOW!"

"I'm pretty sure I know, but thanks again."

And with that, he walked away, continuing to complain about how "Straight guys don't know!"

Honestly, it was a pretty funny encounter. And I was genuinely flattered.


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A Big, Mysterious Universe

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Portrait Of An Artist As A Young Man

I used to believe anyone can be a successful artist if they just put the time and effort into it. There is no such thing as talent, only hard work.

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You're Not Your Emotions

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Don't Forget Big Willie Style

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The A**holes Will Always Find A Way

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High Times


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The Road Less Traveled

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All Those PSA's Didn't Do Much

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Where Would We Be Without The Kindness Of Strangers

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He's Still There For You, The Best He Can Be

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Clear Your Mind

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Going Through The Whole Spectrum

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