I've had people ask if I was gay once or twice (Not counting that night I went to a bunch of gay bars. Long story.). Bugged the hell out of me when it happened, so I understand that feel.
Nowadays, I'm comfortable enough in my sexuality that it wouldn't bother me if they did.
But if this kind of thing is still bothering you, here's my fool-proof plan to stop it: If someone tells you that you're gay, have sex with their sister. And make sure they know about it. Boom, no more telling you that you're gay. Granted, they may beat your ass, but at least they're not calling you gay anymore, right?
(Disclaimer: Don't actually do this.)
Nowadays, I'm comfortable enough in my sexuality that it wouldn't bother me if they did.
But if this kind of thing is still bothering you, here's my fool-proof plan to stop it: If someone tells you that you're gay, have sex with their sister. And make sure they know about it. Boom, no more telling you that you're gay. Granted, they may beat your ass, but at least they're not calling you gay anymore, right?
(Disclaimer: Don't actually do this.)