Have you ever made a disastrous "pass" at a straight friend?

[warrenxx]

The problems really start when you go beyond the simple friendship and finding them attractive. It's when things begin to snowball and you find yourself falling in love with them and wanting things to get sexual. It really isn't fair on you or them. It is not what they are looking for or expecting. You can't blame them for freaking out and running away, if you make a pass at them. I think as someone else said you start to misread the situation and see things that aren't there. Ever gesture or throw away remark is seen as a possibility they may feel the same way. Before long you find yourself in the position of unrequited love. There is nothing more painful or soul destroying as that. The desperate desire for someone else that will never find a happy resolution. In those circumstances the best thing to do is break away and stop all contact. It is a very difficult thing to do and involves a great deal of pain that lingers for a long time afterwards. It is hard to except that no matter what you do or how hard you try it is never going to happen.
Divorcing yourself from simple sexual attraction and love can be a difficult thing to do. Although sex between 2 consenting people for the sheer joy of it, based on attraction, is fine; this isn't going to happen with a straight guy. There is no love or no sexual attraction and I don't buy into this curiosity argument. I maybe naive, but I believe it has to be based on either love, attraction or both. A straight guy will not feel these towards you and you are opening yourself to a whole heap of personal grief. He maybe fine about it and accepting of the situation. However, the problem is can you handle it?

 

[rjason2425]

Well said. I found myself in this situation. I read way beyond what was really there. My friend knew how I felt about him and basically used it to his advantage. Getting me to do things for him that no other "friend" would do which raised my hope thinking he was interested and just scared.
Thing is we did get sexual very one sided. No kissing cuddling or anything romantic. Then the next day he would say i took advantage of him and not speak to me for weeks. Then come back and say i was his best friend. Next thing i know he is fucking some girl and my heart was broken and i was at the lowest point in my life. Crying, depressed, shut myself off from everyone around me. Then a couple weeks later he'd come back when they broke it off and like an idiot let him back into my heart. This cycle continued over and over. Its destructive to yourself and not worth the pain.
We are still friends but nothing sexual at all.

 

[RRUGER]

Ever since the almost grabbing incidence with my friend Paul, we both moved on with our friendship like nothing ever happened. (because nothing did. Thankfully). We have never spoken about it again.

Today, many years after the fact, I finally asked him what would've happened to our friendship had I actually did grab him.

He said had I had grabbed him, he would've left AND THAT WOULD BE THE END OF OUR FRIENDSHIP.

LOL this was so funny you wwanted to get those boxers hmmm

 

[Evoost]

Yes, only one straight friend though, and it was when I was about 17. I was madly in love with one of my closest friends. It didn't start out that way, although I found him quite attractive. We were initially just friends, but as I got to know him more I developed a massive crush on him but kept silent about it even though he knew I was bisexual. I always hated and feared when people I wasn't attracted to made a move or hit on me, and I didn't want to ruin our friendship, so I stayed quiet about it for a very long time. It was so painful at the time, but now just sort of amuses me.

One night, after about a year or more of us being friends, we were sitting in my living room and slightly drunk and he was sitting quite close to me on the sofa. He made some sort of joke about something (nothing sexual related, just some joke in general) and I sort of slapped his thigh. Only, after I did that, I let my hand rest on his leg. He sort of looked a bit awkward and politely and gently pushed my hand off of his leg. Then it was like a dam burst or something and I just blurted out, "I like you so much. I would really like to kiss you, I'm sorry." He just kind of sat there for a minute and then said, "You're just drunk." I then blathered on about how I really felt and that I thought I loved him. It just got so awkward after that. He wasn't a dick about it or anything, but I could tell it just made him uncomfortable in a way that I was familiar with when people I wasn't attracted to hit on or flirted with me. After a few minutes of him forcing some small-talk, he exclaimed suddenly, "Oh, shit! I told my brother I'd be home like half an hour ago! I'll talk to you tomorrow!" I felt like such a moron.

I didn't hear from him for about a week, but, eventually, he came around. But, we never spoke about it for the longest time - I think until he was sure I didn't like him anymore. After that it was fine and he would make jokes about it. We've both grown up since then, now we just both find it a funny story. Still a very close friend and still hang out with him a lot and there's absolutely no awkwardness or tension about it anymore.

 

[gloriholeluvr]

I was never confident enough to "come out" to my friends or family, so I kept my secret love of cock well hidden. I even got married, thinking it was "the right thing to do." So I never made an open pass at a straight guy. The closest I came to that was, after being married just nine months, I was so hungry for cock that I could hardly stand it! I finally got desperate and decided to try seducing my cousin, who was staying at our home for a few weeks. He was several years younger than I and pretty hot looking. As young teens, we had discovered a girlie magazine hidden in a tool chest in our garage and had masturbated together. Now, although I was scared shitless to approach my cousin again, I thought porn magazines might just open the door! Long story short, when my wife was out for the day, I asked my cousin if he'd like to look at porn again, like when we were kids. He said, "Sure!" So into the bedroom we went. I already had my porn magazine collection out and, before we knew it, we were both naked and jerking off. Seeing his hard, lovely cock, I could hardly contain myself so, working io my courage, I asked if I could stroke it for him! To my surprise and delight he matter-of-factly told me to go ahead! It felt great for both of us and he told me so! Then, with my heart in my throat, I asked if I could suck his cock! He said he'd thougt I'd never ask and lay back on the bed, spread his legs wide and offered his beautiful cock to me! To say I lovingly sucked him off would be an understatement and I soon sucked him to a bone-jarring climax! After I swallowed his load and milked out his last delicious drops of cum, he said he would never have guessed that I loved cock like that. He than laughed as he told me he had been topping for numerous boyfriends for years. We just both wished that I'd come out to him sooner! We kept that relationship up for several years! So, sometimes it works! wished

 

[Yuki Sohma]

Once a few years ago, while I was living in Gainesville Florida, a friend and I were smoking some cannabis together (which is now legal to do so here in the forward progressive state of Washington) and I asked him if I could suck his cock.

He freaked out and told all of our mutual friends that I was gay and that I had made a pass at him which didn't bother so much as did his reaction to my request to suck his cock. I think he way over reacted. Besides I really thought he was cute and would love to have had an opportunity to taste of his beauty.

 

[LoveLuke]

Never, but I once almost did to a relative at camp. I was so horny and as he was sleeping, I grabbed his ass and held onto it. The next day, I felt so bad and exposed but when he came to me and asked I just said I was dreaming of my celeb crush.

 

[DonQuixote]

Been there, done that a couple of times.
Once when I was around 20 - college buddy - community college - hung out in the Pub on campus playing cards.
I gave him a ride, would stay at his place sometimes. We'd party on weekends - he had a GF and through work a fuck buddy (girl).
Occasionally when I stayed over at his place - bunk beds, the conversation would degenerate and I'd say Fuck you and he'd say he was man enough if I was queer enough (70s). We talked about sex and exploits - he'd had more than I had.
One night he said something about wanting a 3-way with me and my GF - what he really wanted was another girl notched on his belt, and I knew it.

His birthday came - I took him over to his fuck buddy's for the afternoon - stayed for a drink, then left.
By the time he got home that night, he'd been well fucked and got wasted so he wouldn't have to perform for his GF.
We finally took our womenfolk to their respective homes, and I told him he was too drunk to go home to his parents, stay at my house - didn't know my brother was home - so my friend bunked with me in my double bed.

I am a natural snuggler. Add on I hadn't had any in over a month - GF was playing hard to get - I eventually got into more with him while he was semi-passed out. Almost went all the way - damn close. That pretty much quelched that friendship.

A lifetime later (20 years) I leaned very heavily on a friend - a lot of e-mails - got way too deep in the conversation.
I never made a move on him, but in a bout of depression one night I sent him a note discussing some of the shit running through my head - that was that.