05-19-2014, 04:52 AM
Ok, this is gonna be a long one. I don't have an actual account on here, so my friend is letting me use his as long as I make it anonymous, and being cool enough to sit with me and figure out how I wanna word all this, so a HUGE shout out to him.
This is kinda strange to explain. My whole life I'd considered myself straight: I never even looked at a dude or thought about dudes ever, in fact I was so revved up about chicks I'd bedded more than I'd like to admit before my freshman year of college. Anyway, I met my best friend my sophomore year of high school. He came out to me the next year, his first person to tell, and I was completely cool with it.
Soon he started dating once he came out senior year, and I was always encouraging him along. Then, a little over a year ago (we're 22 now) I started getting more protective of him than usual and jealous of the dudes he'd pick up, even though I was getting laid plenty, and I started questioning my sexuality a bit.
I didn't know what to make of it, but eventually I realized I had fallen in love with him. I confessed how confused I was but that I was not confused AT ALL about how I felt for him, and we started dating. It was a little awkward at first and he felt sort of uneasy, but I assured him that for me, the perennial chick magnet and player, to fall for a dude and not fight it, meant a lot and said a lot about how deeply I'd grown to love him, and I still do, but I fucked up pretty bad.
The thing is, he's the only guy that turns me on at all. I tried watching gay porn, but it just doesn't do anything for me. Whenever he mentions a hot guy nearby, all I can see is how hot the girl he's with is. I am genuinely into my boyfriend, I get excited really easily when we're having sex, but he's honestly the only dude I feel that way towards.
We tried a threesome, but I didn't want anything to do with the other guy, it was really uncomfortable and not arousing at all, but I like it that way, I think it says a lot about him, cause he was my best friend before all this, obviously he's incredible in every way. The issue is, it's not just that I'm also attracted to women, it's that without him around I would ONLY be attracted to women.
I just couldn't fight it anymore. Every fantasy I had was about women, when I looked at porn it was all girl porn as usual, and there was this girl at work about three months ago who started putting the moves on me. I tried to fight it but I couldn't help it and I slept with her. I was consumed by guilt and I was crying uncontrollably confiding in my friends about it. I know it was wrong to do it, but I just missed women and they're still 99% of my attraction. They calmed me down, but I still felt horrible.
Soon, I moved past the guilt, at least to the point where I couldn't be myself anymore, and started being the man I wanted to be for him again. I was there whenever he needed me, was super affectionate like he loves, I held hands in public, everything he loves, just like it had been, but I was still itching to sleep with women. It's been a few months now and I've slept with several more women.
There's nothing emotional about it, it's just relieving the urges I still carry around. I feel horrible doing this and I know there's no excuse for it. He found out cause a friend of his caught me picking one of the girls up at a bar. He's totally heartbroken and I want so badly to hold him and calm him down and make him happy again, but I don't know how.
The reason I didn't confess to him is cause I just saw it as scratching an itch. Maybe things would be different if he weren't the only guy I was into, but he's always been so insecure, even when we were just friends, and I knew if I told him he'd assume the worst and feel bad about himself and I didn't want that to happen. I just thought if I could have sex with a chick every so often I could release the build up and I could go back to him.
Now he's hysterical and threatening to break up and never see me again. I'm answering all his questions and trying to show him I'm sorry for breaking his heart. He says I should've talked to him about this and we could've sorted something out, but I snuck around and that's what hurts the most.
It was stupid of me I guess, but I really thought I was doing the right thing. If I hadn't slept with women and let the frustration continue I might have wound up resenting him and mistreating him, but if I tell him I want sex with women he'd flip and feel ugly and undesirable, which he admits would've been the case.
Maybe this whole relationship was a bad idea. I guess I'm not the guy I thought I was or could be, i don't know. I do know I love him and his feelings being hurt is ripping me apart. I never had any intention of ending our relationship, and he acknowledges I've never stopped giving him all the love and adoration that's made him so happy with me, but I don't know if that's enough to show him this wasn't about any shortcoming with him, but with me.
I feel like shit just typing this out and I'm sure no one will tell me I should continue being with him. Maybe I was wrong to ever get with a girl again, I don't know. I probably shouldn't have been with him unless I was more sure of myself, but my heart has always belonged to him in some way, as friends and now as so much more. The idea of not being with him got so horrible it was tearing me up.
I just need to make him happy again, I'm just hoping someone here could help me out and tell me how to make this better, or tell me I'm a heartless jerk who doesn't deserve him. I wouldn't really blame you.
This is kinda strange to explain. My whole life I'd considered myself straight: I never even looked at a dude or thought about dudes ever, in fact I was so revved up about chicks I'd bedded more than I'd like to admit before my freshman year of college. Anyway, I met my best friend my sophomore year of high school. He came out to me the next year, his first person to tell, and I was completely cool with it.
Soon he started dating once he came out senior year, and I was always encouraging him along. Then, a little over a year ago (we're 22 now) I started getting more protective of him than usual and jealous of the dudes he'd pick up, even though I was getting laid plenty, and I started questioning my sexuality a bit.
I didn't know what to make of it, but eventually I realized I had fallen in love with him. I confessed how confused I was but that I was not confused AT ALL about how I felt for him, and we started dating. It was a little awkward at first and he felt sort of uneasy, but I assured him that for me, the perennial chick magnet and player, to fall for a dude and not fight it, meant a lot and said a lot about how deeply I'd grown to love him, and I still do, but I fucked up pretty bad.
The thing is, he's the only guy that turns me on at all. I tried watching gay porn, but it just doesn't do anything for me. Whenever he mentions a hot guy nearby, all I can see is how hot the girl he's with is. I am genuinely into my boyfriend, I get excited really easily when we're having sex, but he's honestly the only dude I feel that way towards.
We tried a threesome, but I didn't want anything to do with the other guy, it was really uncomfortable and not arousing at all, but I like it that way, I think it says a lot about him, cause he was my best friend before all this, obviously he's incredible in every way. The issue is, it's not just that I'm also attracted to women, it's that without him around I would ONLY be attracted to women.
I just couldn't fight it anymore. Every fantasy I had was about women, when I looked at porn it was all girl porn as usual, and there was this girl at work about three months ago who started putting the moves on me. I tried to fight it but I couldn't help it and I slept with her. I was consumed by guilt and I was crying uncontrollably confiding in my friends about it. I know it was wrong to do it, but I just missed women and they're still 99% of my attraction. They calmed me down, but I still felt horrible.
Soon, I moved past the guilt, at least to the point where I couldn't be myself anymore, and started being the man I wanted to be for him again. I was there whenever he needed me, was super affectionate like he loves, I held hands in public, everything he loves, just like it had been, but I was still itching to sleep with women. It's been a few months now and I've slept with several more women.
There's nothing emotional about it, it's just relieving the urges I still carry around. I feel horrible doing this and I know there's no excuse for it. He found out cause a friend of his caught me picking one of the girls up at a bar. He's totally heartbroken and I want so badly to hold him and calm him down and make him happy again, but I don't know how.
The reason I didn't confess to him is cause I just saw it as scratching an itch. Maybe things would be different if he weren't the only guy I was into, but he's always been so insecure, even when we were just friends, and I knew if I told him he'd assume the worst and feel bad about himself and I didn't want that to happen. I just thought if I could have sex with a chick every so often I could release the build up and I could go back to him.
Now he's hysterical and threatening to break up and never see me again. I'm answering all his questions and trying to show him I'm sorry for breaking his heart. He says I should've talked to him about this and we could've sorted something out, but I snuck around and that's what hurts the most.
It was stupid of me I guess, but I really thought I was doing the right thing. If I hadn't slept with women and let the frustration continue I might have wound up resenting him and mistreating him, but if I tell him I want sex with women he'd flip and feel ugly and undesirable, which he admits would've been the case.
Maybe this whole relationship was a bad idea. I guess I'm not the guy I thought I was or could be, i don't know. I do know I love him and his feelings being hurt is ripping me apart. I never had any intention of ending our relationship, and he acknowledges I've never stopped giving him all the love and adoration that's made him so happy with me, but I don't know if that's enough to show him this wasn't about any shortcoming with him, but with me.
I feel like shit just typing this out and I'm sure no one will tell me I should continue being with him. Maybe I was wrong to ever get with a girl again, I don't know. I probably shouldn't have been with him unless I was more sure of myself, but my heart has always belonged to him in some way, as friends and now as so much more. The idea of not being with him got so horrible it was tearing me up.
I just need to make him happy again, I'm just hoping someone here could help me out and tell me how to make this better, or tell me I'm a heartless jerk who doesn't deserve him. I wouldn't really blame you.