Fuck buddy – Revealed – the Volcano Erupts…

Well I had planned to spend time with my fuck buddy tonight, but I'm early writing this post as apparently he had other plans. I write this post moving to the tunes of ‘Forget You’ and listening to dance music. Cortisone is running through my veins at a mile per hour. I’m physically shaking... so what happened?

It all started out as a normal night, it was dinner with fuck buddy and his neighbour. Apparently he had invited some friends over for dinner. This itself was not an issue as it was interesting to see my fuck buddy interact with his friends. We went to get some beer from the local bottle shop, on the way back we stopped into his friends place (the people that were supposed to be coming round for dinner).

I walked into a first floor unit, upon entry I could see that the inhabitants were deros (Aussie slang for white trash). The place hadn’t been cleaned in weeks, the carpets were stained as far as the eye could see. The coffee table was chockers full of open beer bottles and full cigarette trays. The white trash inhabitant of the unit was stoned off his face. I felt immediately uncomfortable being in the unit. It didn’t help that when we got out of the car, my fuck buddy said that I need to protect him as the guys wanted to fuck him as they were previous fucks and thought he had a cute ass… WTF – my jealously was coming to the surface! – my reservations about having a relationship with my fuck buddy were being crystallised before my eyes.

I was there about 10 minutes before the white trash inhabitant offered to light up a joint. My skin was crawling, my anxiety levels had reached to the space beyond. My fuck buddy as always said “are you okay” and of course expected a yes from me. I said no I’m not okay and I would be leaving him to have ‘fun’ with his friends. I instantly walked out to the car and started it up. As I was reversing out, my fuck buddy opened my door and tried to talk me into staying (I stupidly had not locked it).

I said I was uncomfortable and could not stand to be in the place for another second. I admitted I was an absolute snob and don’t relate to those type of people. I said I was a lawyer and never associated with these type of people. He then asked why I was with him, I replied that he was not like them. He had a clean house and didn’t live in filth. I said to him go back and party which he obviously wanted to do. He said that there is no other person that he wanted to spend time with than me (big ego boost!). I told him to hop in the car if he thought that way – which he did. Whilst driving to his place, he got a message from the white trash inhabitant saying that they were obviously not coming for dinner.

When we got to his place, we proceeded to start cooking dinner. It was then that he came up to me, and reassured me that everything was going to be okay. He then asked that I talk with him before storming out. I apologised and said that I promised to talk with him before leaving again. He said he was both proud of me but also peeved. When I asked why he was proud he could not express why. It was then that he ask that I don’t freak out. I said I’m not freaking out now. He then said that the white trash inhabitant and his friends were coming over. I was instantly peeved, I was pissed, my blood was boiling, my anxiety had gone off the scales, I erupted like a volcano. I said well in that case I was leaving, he tried to push me back in my chair and reassure me. I physically shoved him out the way, I just simply said “I told you.”

As I left the door gave a satisfactory slam. I was expecting him to chase after me so I locked the car doors as soon as I got in the car. As I drove off, I saw him on the verge waving me back, I continued to drive on.

So he just proved where his loyalties lie – to his friends – not to the person that he apparently is ‘madly in love with.’ He is a true people pleaser – he likes to please his friends… So much for wanting to spend time with me...

I got a sense of what a relationship would be like with my fuck buddy – it would be impossible to please everyone – it is likely that I would take second place to his desire to please his friends.

P.S. – I’m still pissed after writing this post…

The fuck buddy talk that was not to be – the green eyed monster of jealousy rears its head.

I had rocked up at my fuck buddy’s place for dinner. When I got there his neighbour was there who I had met three times before. Not only that, he was expecting three more people to come over and have dinner. I felt a little ambushed as he had only mentioned that one person would be joining us for dinner – he said nothing about a ‘meeting the friends’ night. Maybe I was just being a little sensitive but to my mind if your potential boyfriend says that we need to talk you don’t invite all the friends to meet him. It came across as he was trying to avoid having the talk.

It became very apparent during the night that it was certainly a ‘meeting the friends’ night, he was seeking their approval. He asked his fag hag so what do you think of this guy (i.e. me) - he said he would like to get to know me more. His fag hag was appropriately diplomatic and said it is a little too early to say.

The conversation flowed well that night.

It was later in the night that it came out one of the guys was a prior fuck buddy (in the true sense of the term). My fuck buddy was a little drunk and was very open to questions. I asked when they last fucked. He replied that is was about a month ago. Throughout the night it was obvious that my fuck buddy was still very much attracted to him. He kept on massaging his shoulders and kissing him on the cheek. He was also using the same phrases he used on me… it dulled the emotions for my fuck buddy and made me feel like just another root to my fuck buddy.

I could feel the green eyed monster of jealousy rear its head. Apart from a welcome kiss, my fuck buddy had not touched me once that night to show affection. He was totally paying more attention to this guy than me. I began to question the connection that I had with my fuck buddy. Why on earth would he invite me over to meet his friends and then swoon over a prior root?

He made an observation that he has met a lot of guys but didn’t feel any connection to them. Which I felt indicated that he had found a connection with me. My thoughts were - damn well prove that you have a connection to me! Why the fuck would he expect me to be exclusive when he obviously is attracted to his 'friends.'

The prior root would not leave the place, myself and my fuck buddy were giving the appropriate hints to leave. In the end my fuck buddy went to bed and we were left to our own devices. It wasn’t until about 1:30 that I gave up and just said okay it’s late I’m leaving. It was obvious that the planned talk was not going to happen tonight. I was peeved… very peeved… still am peeved while writing this post… (deep breaths... deep breaths...)

I left but the prior root appeared to want to hang around a little more. I could sense something there. I just can’t get over why the prior root hung around so long. Surely any sensible person would just make excuses to go and leave the two ‘love-birds’ to their own devices. It wouldn’t surprise me if he had gone into my fuck buddy’s room and tried something on him. I would certainly be asking the question of my fuck buddy… brutal honesty is required.