As I have said in regards to my life currently, things are pretty good. Things are continuing to change for the better in every aspect of my life. I have been cutting out the bad negative things and filling it with only the positive. This also includes people in my life who I have once been friends with that I choose for one reason or another to no longer associate with. There is one person in particular who I am struggling to decide whether to cut him out of my life or not.
I have known this person for a few years now. He is 2 or 3 years older than I am and is also a big homo like myself. Overall, he is a pretty nice guy, and havent really had any issues with him. However, it only takes a moment of him being ridiculously out of line that makes me question any future for our friendship. This event happened over the summer. And not until now have I chosen to talk about it with all of you wonderful readers. Heres the story.
One night I was relaxing at my house and was actually laying in my bed naked getting ready to masturbate, when my phone rang. It was this friend whom I will call Mary. Mary called and explained that he was in the neighborhood and wanted to stop over to hang out. I agreed to let him stop over and hung up the phone. I decided against continuing to touch myself, and threw some shorts on, and opted against putting on a shirt because I rarely ever wear one at home. Some time shortly there after, Mary was at my place. We chatted as normal, and he explained that his boyfriend was at a bar down the street from my place celebrating his birthday. I questioned him as to why he isnt there celebrating with him, and he said he doesnt like his boyfriends friends that much and that was the reason for him not going. Okay. Whatever. I told him I disagreed with him not being there and told him how I would be pissed if m boyfriend did that.
Chatting is over. I walk Mary out to the door so he can leave. I give him a simple hug goodbye and he for some reason prolongs the hugs and squeezes my butt. Haha I thought. I unembrace myself from the hug and as I do this he starts to rub my crotch. Haha I thought and then soon realized that he is not joking or being funny, but seriously rubbing for a reason. I slap his hand away and ask what he is doing. He says that he is doing nothing and leans in to kiss me. And not just a peck like gay guys do to say goodbye, but a kiss like he wants to make out with me. I push back from him and he continues to come forward to kiss me. I do an uncomfortable laugh, and say a little more seriously this time "what are you doing". I continue to push him out the door, and in the midst of me shutting the door, he puts his hand on the door to prevent it from shutting, and grabs me while pushing me back into my place, and is once again grabbing my crotch and trying to kiss me. I push him off of me, and say " What the hell are you doing Mary, you have a boyfriend and its his BIRTHDAY! and I have a boyfriend!" He apologizes and finally leaves my place.
I walk back into my place completely shocked at what just happened. This literally came out of nowhere. We have been friends for all this time and he tries to pull this shit. He wasnt drinking, not on drugs *to my knowledge, and my friend just tried to kiss me on his boyfriends birthday. I immediately call one of my friends who knows Mary and tell him what happened. While I am on the phone, Mary is calling, and I choose not to take the call. I end that phone call, and then call my boyfriend and explain to him what just happened. Still shocked.
As the night went by, I really began to process everything. I am disgusted, angered, still shocked, but most of all hurt. I am hurt because Mary actually thought I was the type of guy to cheat on my own boyfriend. And that he is trying cheat on the same day as his owns boyfriends birthday. I am sad for his boyfriend that he is just trying to enjoy his birthday while unbeknown to him that Mary is trying to shove his tongue down my throat.
Mary calls me again in the morning. I was at church by myself on this summer Sunday morning, and decided to answer. Mary apologized and tried to assure me he was just kidding, and I obliged, but I knew what he did was not a joke. It was mean, cruel, and wrong in so many ways. We hung up and I knew I no longer wanted someone like that in my life.
Fast forward to now. I have received a text every once in a blue moon which I have ignored from Mary. He called me On Saturday while I was at Kennywood's Phantom Fright Nights with several of my friends, which was by the way, absolutely amazing. Anyways, I didnt answer the phone, and he left me a voice mail. I still couldnt stand the thought of hearing his voice, so I had my boyfriend listen to the voicemail. Mary, wanted to talk to me about "something" and was hoping that I will call him back to talk. Umm, no thanks.
So am I being an asshole for wanting nothing to do with him? I really dont think so. Some of my friends think I should talk to him about it and what not, but I honestly dont want to. And my friend bag is already full. I dont need any more friends at this point. Maybe if I kick someone else out, there will be room for him. But I really dont want to be friends with someone who has these type of morals. Someone who doesnt care about that fact that I have a boyfriend whom I love dearly and someone who doesnt care enough about their own boyfriend and is willing to cheat on him on his own birthday. I really feel as though I am doing what any other person would do.
I feel this is the best decision.