None of my male friends/co-workers etc...that I know of, are gay/bi. not since college anyway, but my ex-wife is bi, and my best friend (female) has told me she has bi inclinations, but hasn't acted on them as of yet.
I have a couple of gay friends and acquantences. One friend is transgendered and does a drag act, and he's very passable. There was a girl I knew that I met at a church camp back in high school and we remained friends for years. She had a crush on me at one point and we dated for awhile, but it just didn't work for me so we just remained friends. She would always go on about her brothers who were gay, and back then I was a bit homophobic and immature so I'd always make a face. We drifted out of touch and I didn't hear from her for about ten years or so. She then contacted me through Classmates a couple of years ago and we started to catch up. She told me that she got married and then sent me a photo. I laughed when I saw her spouse as I thought the guy looked just like me, but was extremely effeminate looking. But after a moment I did a double take and had one of those "holy shit" moments when I realized it was a woman! That's when she admitted that she was a lesbian and had been for years. She said that she always felt that way, but didn't admit it to herself until a year or two after we stopped dating. So now I joke that I ruined her for guys, so she had no where else to turn.
Yup, lots of 'em. It doesn't really make a difference who my friends fuck. A few are out right flaming which can make for good television...
And yeah, I have gay, bi and so on friends of both genders. But at the end of the day, and I think this is what people tend to forget, people are just people, regardless of whose or how many sets of genitals people enjoy playing with. They get sad, lonely, excited, angry, scared, silly and so on just like you and me. So why focus on something so trivial? To me, it's always about the quality of a person's character.
I've known my share over the years, hell I used to go partying with a dyke chasing women in my late teens. It was a lot of fun, but she'd get reeeaaal testy if I managed to land a chick she was going for. She got even though, she took me to a lesbian bar one night. I thought one gal was going to so sideways on me when her girlfriend struck up a conversation at the bar. Bucky laughed her ass off at my dilemma as I tried to back out of that scenerio. She hated her tits with a passion. Big ol honkers she said were a hinderance. Last I heard, she had had them removed but I've never seen her since our party days. These days, I couldn't tell you. When I was bar hopping about a decade ago, there was a place I used to make sure was in the bar hopping rotation, the entertainment factor warranted it.
Yes I do. For what it's worth, I can't stand being around guys that act feminine or women that act butch. Just how I am.