I was wondering if anyone here could relate to this situation I am going through, and if so, how it took shape for you. I’ll try to make this short and sweet. A few years ago, I met a guy in the dorms I was living in. Soon enough, our friendship began to take off. He’s from the north; I’m from the south. Therefore, we find each other very interesting in terms of characteristics of personalities, influenced by our upbringing. I have known my friend, whom we shall call Chris, for almost five years now. Our friendship is leisurely evolving. Although there is something that sort of makes this much more interesting for the both of us. I am gay, he is straight. Of course he knows. We have both had significant others for about the same duration of 2-3 years. I am an artist, he (will be) a surgeon. So, as you can probably tell, there is a big difference between us, mentally. Physically, I am of normal stature, 135 Ibs, skinny, normal height. He, on the other hand, tall, dark, handsome, 200 Ibs of beautiful muscle. Again, clearly, big difference between us. But between all of this, our friendship is flourishing, and has been for years. Amid this time, we have engaged in similar activities, such as pledging a fraternity, which was a great way to bond and share good fun times together. Other guys love Chris, for reasons I am sure most can probably agree with. Him being straight and around other straight guys, they envy him. Who doesn’t envy a great-looking, in shape, smart, alpha male? And here I am, little gay guy. Other see us together (I’m out, everyone knows, they love me regardless) and there seems to be a curiosity lingering in their heads, asking if Chris and I are that close? Out of all my friends, he seems to be the most profound. It’s very strange, When I’m not around him, there is a strong sense of longing, and a lot of lust too. But when I am actually around him, that seems to not matter, and just having him in my presence is calming. But I feel that we have shared and learned enough of one another and are coming to an interesting point of our friendship. You know, a slight gut feeling. SO, anyway – Through this sense of longing, I have wondered if taking the next step, which is a big one – and a huge fantasy – of mutual masturbation sessions. The problem is simple: if you have the balls, how on earth do you discuss that, and make someone, especially a straight guy, believe good will come from it? To me, it’s all about trust and even a sense of love. A spiritual rite of passage, even. In my eyes yes, that’s exactly what and how it should feel, and has before. How can I share this with him? Has anyone been in a situation such as this? Advice?