I need some direction here...
My really good straight friend has somehow made me his boyfriend...and, I've had no input into this at all! As far as I've always known he was straight. I've always seen him with women, hit on women, and never once shown any type of interest in guys. In fact, that is how we became good friends. I liked him a lot but he told me right off that he was straight. Over the years though, we learned that we have a lot in common and have a really good time hanging out with each other whenever we get the chance.
Anyway, this all started at his office's Christmas party a few weeks ago. He was allowed to bring a guest and asked me to come along with him because he and his last girlfriend broke up sometime ago and he didn't want to go by himself. Also, he wanted to have fun. Well, it didn't take me too long to figure out why he REALLY wanted me there. My friend's boss is OBVIOUSLY gay and had been trying to get with my friend. When he introduced me to his boss I was introduced as "the boyfriend" and then a kiss on the cheek. That did take me by surprise and also my friend's arm around my waist but I played along. For the whole party we danced together, held hands, and kissed quite a bit. Everyone was telling us what a cute couple we made, etc. We both drank a lot but we were both having fun. I know that I was!
He ended up staying in my place and sleeping with me in my bed. Hey, we were both drunk and it was nothing--or so I thought. The next morning I pleasantly awoke wrapped in the arms of a gorgeous naked man that was holding me. I thought it was just a dream but IT WAS MY FRIEND! I can't tell you when he got naked because he nor I went to sleep like that! We both had our underwear on! And, mine were still on. Somehow I managed to extract myself and went to take a shower and get ready for work.
When I came out of the bathroom, there he was standing there naked making my coffee and fixing me breakfast. Before I could say anything he kissed me and went into the bathroom. I had to leave for work and left him there to lock up. During the day I received some cute texts and emails from him. And, when I got home my dinner was already waiting for me. Then around 10-ish my buzzard rang. It was my friend with his gym bag. His building had a major pipe burst and he needed to crash with me.
It's been a few weeks now and I've been living in a fantasy. We haven't had sex but we've cuddled, kissed, held hands, etc BUT we've never really talked about this although it seems that we talk about everything else! We've both just seemed to have slipped into these comfortable roles and now I really don't want to talk about "this". I just want it to continue and enjoy it. But, like this has started I guess I should be prepared for it to stop? I guess I should bring it up? Right?