So, I've worked out what was going on between me and you-know-who.
For the last three weeks, the two of us have been getting together every weekend, sometimes at his place, sometimes at mine. We've been talking intimately about all manner of subjects, from personal experiences to pop culture; getting drunk, hanging out and sleeping in the same bed, only to wake up and talk for hours more, lying beside each before, getting up and having lunch or coffee or whatever.
I'm really enjoying this guy's company, but I also thought I might be getting mixed signals (funny, that!). He'd said he wasn't looking for sex or a relationship from me, but yet we were sharing a bed. He said he just wanted to be friends, but yet we were having this intense, intimate friendship of our own.
I couldn't work out what was going on. So, on Saturday night, and again on Sunday morning when we woke up beside each other, we talked about it.
So, now I've worked it out. Seems having a bromance isn't just a straight guy thing!
6 comments:
A ro'mans'
Homo-bro-sexuality
Sodomight-not
A bros by any other name...
A bros is a brose is a brose is a bros...
When the 'loin' lays down with the lamb
It's just his Irish reserve at work. In a few days he will roger you senseless
Love the term!
anonymous dude is right... in a few days, there will be brotein.
here's hoping!
p.s - missed you at the meet. maybe next time?
Gotta love Urban Dictonary!
I hope anonymous is right, and I also hope you get to check out his Irish Lunchbox
The world can breathe a sigh of relief now that you've gotten to the bottom of what's going on. But Richard, how do you feel now?
Relieved that at least I know what is going on, Rick, and while wistful about what might have been, still happy to have him as a friend. Besides, dating semi-closeted men ain't really that much fun, so it's probably all for the best...
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