When that phone call ended, my mind started racing with more and more questions. It’s been almost a week now, and there’s not a day that has gone by in which I haven’t thought about that night and all the unanswered questions. (I should mention I’m a nerd who loves bulleted lists.) Now that I’ve got the main part of the story out of the way, let me step back for a minute and fill in some background information. This guy is one of my best friends (if not my best friend).He was one of the first people I came out to. He has always been very supportive of my lifestyle, and is always there for me to talk to. I’m definitely attracted to this guy, and I guess hooking up with him was always a fantasy of mine.But I tried to keep that fantasy out of my mind as much as possible because I valued his friendship so much. I wanted to see him as a good friend, not as the object of some fantasy. I thought that would only cause problems with the friendship, regardless of whether he knew about the fantasy or not.
