I came out to one of my friends a year and a half ago. A couple of months later, this friend came out to me as bisexual. He told me he was feeling confused and depressed as he was about to marry a girl who didn't know he was bi. He loved her but didn't know how to bring up the subject of his sexuality and if it would be a dealbreaker. He ended up telling her a few weeks after the wedding... They didn't break up. But the situation hasn't been easy since then.
Regarding our relationship, we've become closer. It's been really great. We talk a lot about our life, issues. I'm the only one he's come out to, and then the only one he can talk to about his couple issues. And he's also one of the few friends I can talk to about anything.
We now live in 2 different countries but last week we went on vacation together in a city in a third country. We went out every night, sometimes to gay bars, had cocktails, talked a lot. We had a great time, a lot of fun. Yet, the situation got complicated. On the last night, we went out to bars, had some cocktails. To finish up the night, we went back to a gay club we had been to a couple of days before. There I ended up dancing with another guy, and making out with him, so I lost track of my friend. As the club was closing, I looked for my friend and find him making out with another guy on a couch...
We left the bar together my friend and I, and were quite silent on the way back to the hotel.
We went to bed, and then he started to cry on my shoulder. So I hugged him. And we fell asleep, my arms wrapped around him.
At some point during the night, half asleep and still half drunk, I felt a wandering hand, running down my chest, slipping into my pants, reaching for my dick. The hand was being careful and hesitating, made several attempts at touching and rubbing my cock. As I was on my stomach, he couldn't do much. I must say I didn't know what to do, I wanted him to stop by himself. I didn't encourage him but didn't push him back either. After a few times, I moved away. But, later in the night he came back to me and tried this time to reach for my ass, pulling the sheet down, slipping his hand into my pants. After a few times, I pulled the sheet back up.
On the following morning, we didn't get the chance to be alone and talk as he had to wake up early for a meeting. Later we were not alone as another friend of his joined us as planned. And that was the end of our vacation. We both went back home without any chance to talk.
I must admit the following morning was a bit awkward and it still is. We've exchanged a couple of texts since then. He said he didn't know how to get back to me, that it was awkward, that this friendship was important, that we needed to talk. And I agree. But I don't know what to do, say or think. I think I should have been more firm in bed that night, and push him back right away. I think I also feel a bit guilty for bringing him to gay places, for his yielding to temptation, which I don't think I should. But beyond all this, I don't understand him and don't recognize him. All this is so not him. I "could" possibly understand his making out session with a guy, like he got drunk and carried away, which is no excuse. But then, his being horny (twice!!) after his crying on my shoulder!? wtf? So, why was he crying? For cheating on his wife or for realizing he is more gay than bi? I dunno... I would like to help him though...
So what do you guys think? What should I do and tell him?
Do you think I could talk about it with another friend of mine for advice? But that would give away his bisexuality and problems with his wife, which was only between us. That wouln't be fair, would it? But it is so frustrating not to be able to talk about this with anyone...
PS: The wandering hand thing already happened a night i got completely wasted, months before i come out to him. I have always assumed it was him.
Regarding our relationship, we've become closer. It's been really great. We talk a lot about our life, issues. I'm the only one he's come out to, and then the only one he can talk to about his couple issues. And he's also one of the few friends I can talk to about anything.
We now live in 2 different countries but last week we went on vacation together in a city in a third country. We went out every night, sometimes to gay bars, had cocktails, talked a lot. We had a great time, a lot of fun. Yet, the situation got complicated. On the last night, we went out to bars, had some cocktails. To finish up the night, we went back to a gay club we had been to a couple of days before. There I ended up dancing with another guy, and making out with him, so I lost track of my friend. As the club was closing, I looked for my friend and find him making out with another guy on a couch...
We left the bar together my friend and I, and were quite silent on the way back to the hotel.
We went to bed, and then he started to cry on my shoulder. So I hugged him. And we fell asleep, my arms wrapped around him.
At some point during the night, half asleep and still half drunk, I felt a wandering hand, running down my chest, slipping into my pants, reaching for my dick. The hand was being careful and hesitating, made several attempts at touching and rubbing my cock. As I was on my stomach, he couldn't do much. I must say I didn't know what to do, I wanted him to stop by himself. I didn't encourage him but didn't push him back either. After a few times, I moved away. But, later in the night he came back to me and tried this time to reach for my ass, pulling the sheet down, slipping his hand into my pants. After a few times, I pulled the sheet back up.
On the following morning, we didn't get the chance to be alone and talk as he had to wake up early for a meeting. Later we were not alone as another friend of his joined us as planned. And that was the end of our vacation. We both went back home without any chance to talk.
I must admit the following morning was a bit awkward and it still is. We've exchanged a couple of texts since then. He said he didn't know how to get back to me, that it was awkward, that this friendship was important, that we needed to talk. And I agree. But I don't know what to do, say or think. I think I should have been more firm in bed that night, and push him back right away. I think I also feel a bit guilty for bringing him to gay places, for his yielding to temptation, which I don't think I should. But beyond all this, I don't understand him and don't recognize him. All this is so not him. I "could" possibly understand his making out session with a guy, like he got drunk and carried away, which is no excuse. But then, his being horny (twice!!) after his crying on my shoulder!? wtf? So, why was he crying? For cheating on his wife or for realizing he is more gay than bi? I dunno... I would like to help him though...
So what do you guys think? What should I do and tell him?
Do you think I could talk about it with another friend of mine for advice? But that would give away his bisexuality and problems with his wife, which was only between us. That wouln't be fair, would it? But it is so frustrating not to be able to talk about this with anyone...
PS: The wandering hand thing already happened a night i got completely wasted, months before i come out to him. I have always assumed it was him.
