is my friend of 30 years hittin on me straight bi or a jerk

Hello, my name is Elias. I have a straight friend his name is M. We have known each other since we were 16 in school now, I am 41 and he is 42. I am gay and he didn’t know at the time until 2 to 3yrs have passed. He found it strange so every so often he would have a girl call me on his phone and the girl told me that M said I was single and that she likes me even though she has never seen me. M has done this a couple of years more. Until one day I decided to tell him I am gay with a possibility that he wont talk to me again. I was so nervous that I wrote down that I am gay and left it in his house.

You see I am gay he didn't know that, and I like M a lot I thought he was beautiful. I am 5"11 and he is 6"1 and I love that he was a little bit taller than me and I love his brown hair and he has the most beautiful brown eyes it felt warm and once we went together to meet a girl he was going to meet in an apartment complex and they met on the second floor and I was in the fifth floor and I can kind of look down a little bit and he had the biggest longest masculine hand they felt like branches and he was fingerings her but I didn't see any details just a very faint view but that’s all he did and then we got inside his car and he told me that her pussy juice is sweet and he extended his hand towards me to smell it. I REALLY didn't want to smell it because I find pussy repulsive, but I smelled it anyways for him and I didn't smell anything, but he says it smell nice and then I told him doesn't pussy smell like fish? I forgot his response but moving forward.

I would hang out with him all the time in his house we would not go out to parties or clubs, and you will know why soon enough but, in the meantime, I would hang out almost everyday with him to keep him company while he does random things like play DJ because he uses to do that. I was very happy that I can be near him so much but one day at around 2am he started playing this ghetto song on his large DJ speakers and it was some rapper saying I want to eat @@@@@@@ I want to suck dick I have a wet tight pussy all these gross things in this song he would play over and over and over for an hour full speaker up. At some point I told him to turn it off because it was beginning to suffocate all that disgusting garbage he was playing, and he told me why do you have to be a bitch? So later, that night he was playing DJ music and I was tired, and I went to lay my head on something, and he told me that I cannot go to sleep. I asked him why? Because guy you are hanging out with me, and I am like yeah, but I can’t hang out with you the whole night fully alert I have to go to sleep so after arguing about that he finally gave me days that we would hang out that I can place my head somewhere and fall asleep while he listens to DJ music and keep calling me a pussy bitch for 2 years. He would also invite girls that were unattractive to suck his dick and I would ask why would you let her suck your dick? And he said because everyone deserves some love.

I suffer from depression and night I was feeling sad, and I wanted M to hug me. So, I asked him, and he told me to go hug my mother (a totally straight answer). I said to him I don’t need a family hug what I need is the hug of a friend and he still said go hug your mother. So, I stormed out of their and didn’t speak to him for a week. Then he called me to tell me if I wanted to come over and I said yes and when I entered his from yard, he told me come here brother give your brother a hug and I felt so warm and safe in his arms but that wasn’t all I had a complaint. I told M that a hug isn’t a pat in the back like most straight guys do it. A true hug from a true friend is much softer and affectionate. So, I lose his arms and had them around me, and I told me to close his arms softly but tight like if your wear a cotton t-shirt and I said the hug should last for 30 secs that the time I think it will take to have a real hug from another guy. He liked it and we called it the 30 second hug.

Before he knew I was gay, he would find a girl in his job or anywhere else he is friends and he calls me and tells me that this girl likes me and she wants to get with me but I just shrug it and made an excuse like I want to be a priest or I don’t need a girl I just want to live in solitude but he would do this thing over and over again. So, this time I wanted to tell him I was gay, but I was very nervous, and I am afraid if I tell him that he will never talk to me again, but I had to take the risk because I couldn’t take that game anymore. I didn’t have the nerve to tell him in person, so I wrote a letter stating I am gay and not to open it until I leave his house and he said OK. So anxious he called me back to his house and he said my brother E is gay and he started laughing and he told me that he doesn’t care if I am gay that he already knew because it was obvious that I would reject every woman. I felt a sigh of relief that I can be his friend. It was a little awkward at first the accidental touching the accidental stare the accidental your in my way excuse me and when he would take a shower I will never look towards the shower I would wait sitting down on his bed until he was already dressed

At the time he still lived at his parents’ house a large shed that is spacious to be a room and then his mother died from lung cancer and I didn’t know that for two weeks, he didn’t seem to cry for her or show any emotions he just got a box and but pictures and stuff from her and that’s it but I wanted to express to him how much I appreciate his friendship, so I bought him roses and placed them on the front door of his house, but it disappeared the next day and he never mentions it. His mom uses to cook him dinner every night but now that she is dead, I wanted to cook dinner for him everyday until he finds a girlfriend to do it for him. I was very excited about it. I would feel like a housewife trying to please her man and I would just sit there watching him eat and getting his belly full and then he said it was very good.

Then 3 months had passed without speaking to him, and he met a girl called J at a club. she ended up living with M and she would do all the womanly deeds like cook, wash dishes, clean clothes etc. When he met her, I didn’t meet M for around 3 months he would call me to talk about it but no hanging out. So, one day I M invited me to hang out again only when his girlfriend was not there. So, every year He would a catch fraud and saying to me and that phrase was “why do you have to be a bitch”? He would say that to me all the time and sometimes his wife but every time we do a project around his house, he either says “why do you have to be a bitch” or “why do you have to be so gay? I tried saying that that $#%^ is annoying, but he kept saying it for a year.

You see M loves to do projects around his parents’ house like make a jacuzzi or install a door or organize his room. TO M I was always the smart one when we do project A LOT of projects in the house, he would pick one we go to Home Depot, and we would buy materials bur he always me if it’s a good idea or nor and he always uses my idea because he admires my smart approaches to design. But now I admire M because he is grounded and sturdy and very organized because I suffer from ADD I can’t do anything in my house it’s a mess, so I like going to his house. Oh, and he keeps telling “why I am such a bitch or why do you have to be so gay” he says in a bad way, but he is having fun with me even though I am not. So, one day he told me that him and J were going to get married and of course I said great, but I don’t know how true this statement is, but I told him once two people get married their whole attitude changes and they start fitting etc. but me and M didn’t think much of it. He would not invite to the wedding he says it’s for the family and his good friends. I told him we have been friends for over 20yrs, and we literally hang out all the time. But he said no, probably because I was gay, but I didn’t though much of it because I hate wedding and dressing in formal attire.

So, after the wedding they bought a home and course he invited to help move finisher and fix the new house, like I said he always values my opinion because I have good taste in everything so I would tell him what’s a good idea and what’s a bad idea. So, evening came, and his wife decided to sleep in her mother’s house and M invited me to stay over and I always say no but for some reason I said yes. So laid in the couch to sleep while he sleeps in the master bedroom. I couldn’t sleep at all night (I have insomnia so when it was daylight, he told me brother you didn’t have to sleep in the couch you could have slept with me in the king size bed, but I told him I wanted to be respectful, and I thought you would find it gay to sleep with you, but he says it didn’t matter.

So, he would still call me a bitch and gay but I got use to it now so we would go to burger king, and he would ask me if I liked that guy? Or will you suck this other one did, or would you let him ###$ you? And I jokily said he’ll no because the ones he pointed out were ugly. So, after he moved into his new home things have change and he would ask me how big a dick can you suck, and I would show him a video of a guy sucking a big dick and he would laugh, and I would ask him you don’t have a big dick like his and he would say he does. But him that when we’re in high school you went to have sex with a girl, and she told me it was 7uncut. It not small it’s above average but not as big as him but he would insist but I don’t believe him.

Now M and J were having marital at home you see M would come home to work before she got home late, but he wants her to cook the dinner when she gets here. I told M you can’t do that to her she come later than you why don’t you cook the dinner al cook the dinner for the both of us he said no it’s the duty of the wife to cook and that when relationship took a turn for the worse for example J bought a large flat screen for the living one it was an LG and then he wanted my approval because he values my highly and the TV was crap but I could say that to her so I told M yes it’s a good tv one of the best and after he said ok brother it can stay his wife was happy that she did something right. Also, he would fight with J alit about how she unorganized and how she makes a mess in the bathroom over and I was there to witness all of this, and I would tell M how to treat J correctly and how I known M longer I told J hold to get along with his character.

Another thing M is a thief not stealing like thing though when he was a teenager, but he does grand theft *mod edit*

Anyways to make this short I would hang with M 24/7 and we did project for his house or collect weight gym from Craig’s list etc. etc.…..my presence there in that house prevented M and J from fighting and M would tell me that he should make a small room for me for I can cook and clean for him and J and I said as a joke “wait a minute why do I have to cook and clean when she is the one getting ###$ by you. If you want me to cook and clean, he must ###$ me too so we both started laughing and that was the end of that but unfortunately, I could stay with them 24/7 I have things to do with my life like schoolwork and so far, which has been hurting. So, M said sure brother and I call him 2 weeks later both M and J have destroyed the house in anger and not only that she got pregnant so they would fight occasionally for the sake of the child. Then when he was born the fighting had begun again it was a total loss

But then M would tell me something when he is sitting down on the couch, he told me come and suck my dick so playing around I guide my hands into his shorts, and he stop me with a grin and the thing is he would do it several time when we would hang out. Then one day he was in the couch and said to suck his dick and I would do the same routine and the same response and J was in the other room so he told me do you know why I do that to you because J is here and I thought it was #######4 because he would do it all the time but even though I wish I could we have been friends for 30yrs since high school and I don’t want our strong tight friendship to be over so that’s what I told him and he said brother if I was bi ill let you suck my dick no problem. But that when things started to hurt. I live him as a brother deeply and profoundly and when he says come and suck my dick it confuses me from friendship to love. Also, he had pictures of his son in his room, and he put his hand in front of me and led me away from that picture and I think it was because I was gay.

So, he kept with the sucking his dick thing and I have had enough. I went home went to my computer and located the *mod edit* state fraud department and I filled all his information and the incident of the *mod edit* and bought I took a picture and sent it to him and told him to stop hurting my feeling, but he wouldn’t listen but something terrible happened. I accidentally clicked on the submit button and I almost fainted because he could get into serious trouble, and he did and when he did, he stop calling I would go to his house to apologize but he wouldn’t answer. I ask my mom about M (there are good friends) and when I told what I did by accident her face was in shock she told me are you insane? He’s your friend don’t do that he can get into seriously problems and I told her it was an accident but I never told her about M telling to suck his dick so she told me I wouldn’t be surprised if he never tales to again and it’s been 3 years now that he hasn’t talked to him I send him letter and go to his house telling I am sorry it was a mistake but he just won’t budge. I miss him so much I think about him once or twice a week. I just don’t know what to do I just wanted to be his friend from 30yrs plus with all that $#%^ he did. I am so lonely without miss he’s hugs and looking into his beautiful brown eyes a how he comforted me……any idea does you think he is curious or just straight and being an @$@(%@.

Hello, and welcome to the forums!

Jerk.

Doesn't matter if he's curious or not, he's a jerk. That needs to be the end of the story, in my opinion. There are not-jerks out there.