Well it seems I have a saga of my own. And this may be a long post btw. My friend just left for a cruise today for a week so I won't be hearing from him for a week. And it's not enough to talk to my best girlfriend about this whole thing and I figured this would entertain someone.
Background is that we've known each other for a couple years because we're both the same(were, i graduated) major in college. I met him in Genetics through a chick I knew from physics class the semester before. And as soon as I realized he was ok with gays I started hitting on him hard, like I usually do straight guys to turn the possible tension to laughter. Ever since then we've all scheduled most of our classes together and all of our labs we had together which is where we got to socialize the most.
Over the course of our first class together, I figured out that he and the girl i met him through liked each other but they both had significant others so they couldn't do anything and pretty much swept their like for each other under the rug. Over the years I've basically been conditioning him because I really liked the guy. Hitting on him everyday I saw him, poking him, slight and quick stroking his arm. All of it just being in jest really. Because he's physically my exact type that I go for and he really is one of the sweetest guys ever, i just kind of fell in love with the idea of him. But nothing serious, I just struck it up as another one of my crushes.
So a couple of years, alot of classes later, and fast forward to this mid April we actually finally get to hang out with him outside of class and outside of doing classwork. We've never really gotten to hang out with him because he had gotten married the summer before and his wife turned into a controlling bitch who would pretty much keep him on lock and key. Basically she turned evil bitch after they got married and it's been spiraling down ever since.The group consists of me, him, girl who I met him through, and my now best girlfriend who we met two semesters ago in our lab and became our fourth in our group. We go out to the gay club here and we're all dancing and having a good time. And if there was a moment where everything started it's this point.
The fourth, the second girl, needs to go put something in her car and we're all lined up and i'm joking with him to hold my hand as we walk her to her car. He's like "No haha." So I smoothly hook onto his arm and slide my hand down to his and clasp it. And we continue to walk like nothing happened. Fast forward to us all going back into the club to dance. This round i'm dancing with him pretty much groping him everywhere except his dick and he's not opposing any of it. Could have been because the girls was near he was ok with dancing with both of us or just didn't really have a problem with it. Fast forward, and we're leaving; the girls and just us two. On our way to the car to leave I go "I guess I'm not gonna get a kiss from you tonight huh?" Basically just to fuck with him like i usually do. He goes "Well the night's not over yet." After that I was super giddy but acting normal with just a smile on my face. So I go to drop him off where he's sleeping for the night and he gives me a quick peck on the lips. So i'm fucking ecstatic at this point because after all these years, I got him to go a little further than normal. Even if there was a little alcohol in him.
Next morning him and the first girl are blowing up my phone as I'm trying to sleep talking about how awesome last night was as I was about to ignore the rest of their texts I found out that they were sexting later that night! Most would probably be upset by the news, but I wasn't. I was happy for them, mainly because I knew how long they had liked each other so it wasn't COMPLETELY surprising. Fast forward to the next night, I take them back to their cars because they both rode with me. They both sat in the back seat and eventually made out on the ride home. And I was giddy with excitement. It was like seeing drama unfold at it's very core. I literally saw from the rear view mirror when they leaned in and started the make out session. But sadly that's exactly what it ended up being, a big drama fest.
After that it wasn't the same. The guy basically had an awakening that he was in love with the girl. The girl however (who probably felt the same way but because she's her she brushed it aside) didn't want to start up a relationship with him. So I was pretty much the person who had to deal with the pieces from him being so heartbroken over the whole ordeal. He told me he was willing to leave his wife for the girl and move with her because she was gonna go off to grad school in another state. I was the person who he vented to, and talked to because he couldn't really tell anybody else about what happened.
After that, and because of that ordeal we formed a bond, and pretty much started to hang out with each other as much as time permitted. Most days we'd go up to school just to hang out with each other and skip the classes we had with each other. It got to a point where apparently some people on campus thought we were dating because we were around each other anytime one of us was on campus. From here I'm just gonna note the specific instances where i could notice him sorta falling for me.
The night before one of our tests, earlier that day he asked me to come over so he could cook dinner for me and afterwards we could study. I was really psyched after he told me he wanted to cook for me. Sadly i was later disappointed to learn that the wife would be there eating with us. But I brushed it off but remained a little annoyed and told him so later. After eating and him falling asleep leaving me to watch tv for an hour with his wife there to keep me company, we left to go actually study. I stopped being annoyed after just being around him again. So blah blah blah we're on our way back to his apt and i'm messing with him like I usually do and was groping at his nipples. He covered them up as he drove, then I told him if he doesn't let me at his nipples, i'm going for his dick. There was a quick silence as he didn't move a muscle away from his nipples and I just went for it. And i made sure to do it slow enough to where he knew what I was about to do and to where he had MORE than enough time to stop it if he so wished....then I grabbed it. I was pretty much in shock after I did because my hand landed precisely where his dick was and I had the whole thing in my hand. After a couple seconds of my hand right there he then moved and told me to take my hand off it. And then we laughed about it, then I did it again because I had reminded him i owed him two because of some earlier stunts of his. Now before you think anything, this is a guy who often drives with just his knees, so if he WANTED to stop me, he was more than capable of doing so while driving or not.
I'll pick this up later as I'm a little tired of typing. But eventually i'll get to the point.
Background is that we've known each other for a couple years because we're both the same(were, i graduated) major in college. I met him in Genetics through a chick I knew from physics class the semester before. And as soon as I realized he was ok with gays I started hitting on him hard, like I usually do straight guys to turn the possible tension to laughter. Ever since then we've all scheduled most of our classes together and all of our labs we had together which is where we got to socialize the most.
Over the course of our first class together, I figured out that he and the girl i met him through liked each other but they both had significant others so they couldn't do anything and pretty much swept their like for each other under the rug. Over the years I've basically been conditioning him because I really liked the guy. Hitting on him everyday I saw him, poking him, slight and quick stroking his arm. All of it just being in jest really. Because he's physically my exact type that I go for and he really is one of the sweetest guys ever, i just kind of fell in love with the idea of him. But nothing serious, I just struck it up as another one of my crushes.
So a couple of years, alot of classes later, and fast forward to this mid April we actually finally get to hang out with him outside of class and outside of doing classwork. We've never really gotten to hang out with him because he had gotten married the summer before and his wife turned into a controlling bitch who would pretty much keep him on lock and key. Basically she turned evil bitch after they got married and it's been spiraling down ever since.The group consists of me, him, girl who I met him through, and my now best girlfriend who we met two semesters ago in our lab and became our fourth in our group. We go out to the gay club here and we're all dancing and having a good time. And if there was a moment where everything started it's this point.
The fourth, the second girl, needs to go put something in her car and we're all lined up and i'm joking with him to hold my hand as we walk her to her car. He's like "No haha." So I smoothly hook onto his arm and slide my hand down to his and clasp it. And we continue to walk like nothing happened. Fast forward to us all going back into the club to dance. This round i'm dancing with him pretty much groping him everywhere except his dick and he's not opposing any of it. Could have been because the girls was near he was ok with dancing with both of us or just didn't really have a problem with it. Fast forward, and we're leaving; the girls and just us two. On our way to the car to leave I go "I guess I'm not gonna get a kiss from you tonight huh?" Basically just to fuck with him like i usually do. He goes "Well the night's not over yet." After that I was super giddy but acting normal with just a smile on my face. So I go to drop him off where he's sleeping for the night and he gives me a quick peck on the lips. So i'm fucking ecstatic at this point because after all these years, I got him to go a little further than normal. Even if there was a little alcohol in him.
Next morning him and the first girl are blowing up my phone as I'm trying to sleep talking about how awesome last night was as I was about to ignore the rest of their texts I found out that they were sexting later that night! Most would probably be upset by the news, but I wasn't. I was happy for them, mainly because I knew how long they had liked each other so it wasn't COMPLETELY surprising. Fast forward to the next night, I take them back to their cars because they both rode with me. They both sat in the back seat and eventually made out on the ride home. And I was giddy with excitement. It was like seeing drama unfold at it's very core. I literally saw from the rear view mirror when they leaned in and started the make out session. But sadly that's exactly what it ended up being, a big drama fest.
After that it wasn't the same. The guy basically had an awakening that he was in love with the girl. The girl however (who probably felt the same way but because she's her she brushed it aside) didn't want to start up a relationship with him. So I was pretty much the person who had to deal with the pieces from him being so heartbroken over the whole ordeal. He told me he was willing to leave his wife for the girl and move with her because she was gonna go off to grad school in another state. I was the person who he vented to, and talked to because he couldn't really tell anybody else about what happened.
After that, and because of that ordeal we formed a bond, and pretty much started to hang out with each other as much as time permitted. Most days we'd go up to school just to hang out with each other and skip the classes we had with each other. It got to a point where apparently some people on campus thought we were dating because we were around each other anytime one of us was on campus. From here I'm just gonna note the specific instances where i could notice him sorta falling for me.
The night before one of our tests, earlier that day he asked me to come over so he could cook dinner for me and afterwards we could study. I was really psyched after he told me he wanted to cook for me. Sadly i was later disappointed to learn that the wife would be there eating with us. But I brushed it off but remained a little annoyed and told him so later. After eating and him falling asleep leaving me to watch tv for an hour with his wife there to keep me company, we left to go actually study. I stopped being annoyed after just being around him again. So blah blah blah we're on our way back to his apt and i'm messing with him like I usually do and was groping at his nipples. He covered them up as he drove, then I told him if he doesn't let me at his nipples, i'm going for his dick. There was a quick silence as he didn't move a muscle away from his nipples and I just went for it. And i made sure to do it slow enough to where he knew what I was about to do and to where he had MORE than enough time to stop it if he so wished....then I grabbed it. I was pretty much in shock after I did because my hand landed precisely where his dick was and I had the whole thing in my hand. After a couple seconds of my hand right there he then moved and told me to take my hand off it. And then we laughed about it, then I did it again because I had reminded him i owed him two because of some earlier stunts of his. Now before you think anything, this is a guy who often drives with just his knees, so if he WANTED to stop me, he was more than capable of doing so while driving or not.
I'll pick this up later as I'm a little tired of typing. But eventually i'll get to the point.

























