I have seen this twice.

First time was years ago and one of the fellas had a post-it note on his back that read "Yes, I'm gay!"

Second time was in Manchester. I forget her name, but she was all about the butch lesbian stereotype. And so was her girlfriend. In fact, all I do remember was the expression of latant hostility towards me plastered all over her face. Racist.

In conclusion: Gay people are hilarious.

i feel overprotective if i do

unless its big butch ladies, then i fear for my manhood.

I'm, ashamed to say I find it quite uncomfortable looking at men kissing. If it ever happens on TV I quite often find my hand covering my face and I change the channel almost involuntarily. It's not like I find it disgusting - it's more like the reaction I have to someone doing something ultra-embarassing and cringeworthy.

they were maybe a little older than me, and it was obvious they werent really gay.
The evidence:
They were goths. It's a known fact that goths have to get more beyond "taking what they can get", as they cant "get" anything.
They had a girl with them (also a goth).
They were outside the cathouse (Silly rock club in glasgow. people who know of this place will understand. Nail in coffin, so to speak)

Though if they were actually gay, best of luck to them. Though I had a friend who's sexuality changed literally 5 or 6 times in one year, as he went through the transition skater->goth->emo->basketballer->graffitti "artist"->"urban" youth

quite usual in Paris...

they would then look like a security threat and need to be tazered. Or shot the good old fashioned way

think of the children(I'm just picturing an easily influenced little boy and his reaction to this)

none of them are gay

Probably cause more grief than I'd want, and I'm still from that "whatever-i-do-with-who-i-do-it-with is my-fucking-business" school of thought. Wouldn't want it to be a conscious "look at me, i'm a gay, whoohoo" type thing, if you know what I mean.

Always felt comfortable leaning/sleeping on each other on buses and trains (etc) though, think its quite cute.

That all made sense in my head, time to read it back...

it was on a packed tube at about 6pm on a saturday evening and i was pressed right up against two girls who looked about 18 and were being rather friendly.

good times.

it is quite funny when I have friend visiting, they are always really shocked, mostly in the OK way

and i stare

I find it hot

but then I live in Brighton.

I have to say that I don't see it very often outside of Brighton.

but yeah, you're right, no where near as often as straight couples.

One of my friends is really affectionate with his boyfriend all the time in public. Although I think it's actually because they are both a bit insecure and put on a front of being really confident winthin themselves and their relationship.

...i need a boi

walking around holding hands but that could just be friendship rather than them being a couple.

I've seen guys holding hands just about once...they walked past and my brother nodded towards them and said "A couple of woofters." I began to scold him pretty badly for that statement afterwards. (he's not homophobic, just a bit of an arse).

Not really here. I sometimes hold hands with willing straight friends of mine. Sometimes grief is given but I feel embolended by my secret NotActuallyABattyBoy card.

i was in a pub and at the table opposite me were the most demonstrative lesbians i have ever seen.

they weren't even that hot but it was fucking brilliant...

everyone who has seen me in public with any of my friends thinks they've seen a lesbian couple...

is nothing. I was walking down the main shopping street on a Saturday afternoon once, and heard a jingle jangle sound. I thought nothing of it until this man passed me clad entirely in leather, with a hole cut out of pants, and he had bells coming out of his a'hole. I kid you not!

whether it be man, woman, child, gay couple, grandparent to grandchild, dogs, shop keepers, whatever... The world feels a somewhat better place when you see people happy and calm. But I'm usually ridiculously affectionate anyway. Yay me.

quite a few times a month actually

AND I LIKE IT BABY, FUCK YEAH