I Am, I Am Superman

I am sitting here in my home a little shocked at my self control. Jeff and I went out on last night, and since we had been drinking, I let him crash in my bed and I took the spare room. Yes...I was the perfect gentleman.

This morning, I checked around 7 and he was awake, so I laid down next to him in the bed and we spend the day talking. About what? Well everything really, including sex. Somehow...there is a wierd sexual tension between us that seems to be forming. I'm not sure what to make of it. After spending a day discussing your sexual desires, it took every bit of willpower to not do anything, but I kept it innocent. I don't want to screw anything up friends wise.

That being said, my friend Philip keeps telling me that I should try to make this more than a friendship. "You would be perfect together. You like the same things, and you find him attractive". Falling for your best friend...maybe not a good idea. We do love the same things though.

Speaking of common interests, next week we are going to go to Six Flags.