The Non-Gay Gay Friend

I am very, very fortunate to have a plethora of what most of us call the Non-Gay Gay Friend. 

My NGGFs are amazing people. Now, I don't mean to stereotype, but some of my actual gay friends seem to concentrate too much on appearance, whereas my NGGFs do not. Another plus? Unlike my gay friends, these guys are attracted to women (obviously) so they really do know how green the grass is on the other side. They give sex tips and share embarrassing stories, they ask me for advice, and overall help me understand the seemingly complex but actually simply mindset of men.

These collection of boys- who are all very, very different people- each play a very distinct role in my happiness and life. 

First and foremost, "PJ" has been one of my best friends since we were 14. Today, after running ridiculous errands and listening to ridiculous music in my car, we had this conversation about girls, guys and dating, and he said to me, "if that happened, I would tell ALL my guy friends, including you." This kind of statement is just what I would expect from him; today I asked him to seriously check me out and give his opinion of me and my appearance as a complete stranger, and he physically couldn't even judge me. PJ has been there through EVERY single relationship and hookup I've EVER been in, and so when I need advice, no one can give it to me as good and as honest as him. 

My friend Greg is second-in-command when it comes to my NGGFs. Greg is the most beautiful person I've ever met, and every day I am grateful that I met him. It would take me all night to convey just how much he means to me, and it probably wouldn't even still wouldn't even make sense to you. Our friendship is intense but completely non-sexual, and our platonic passion really couldn't be copied by anyone else. In the time I've known him, he has given me new outlooks on life, and I have helped him see the female perspective on things. He is the first boy I want to call when something great or awful happens in my romantic life, and he reciprocates that feeling as well. Our schedules are always conflicting and busy; we both can't go anywhere without seeing some one we know, which is proof of our hectic lives.  Needless to say, I have a conversation date with him tomorrow night that I am ecstatic for. 

Then there's Jam and Hot Chocolate Man, my newest best boy buds. These two treat me so right and so wrong at the same time. In our shared office, the three of us, along with other friends, talk about the rudest and crudest things of men, women and sex. Seriously, the things we share really just aren't okay, even by my standards. But the both of them are always there with open ears to hear me gush about my newest rack of romantic problems. The other night, on a detective-esque romantic adventure, one of them literally looked out for me, making sure by the end of the night, I wouldn't end up getting hurt. And I appreciated it, as Extreme says, more than words. 

I have SO many more NGGFs to name- Tsui, Asshole, Humpty Dumpty, Ken Doll, Cumby, Squishy, Grom, Sulky, Meathead- the list goes on and on.

But it's getting semi-late and I have homework to do. 

Plus, I have romantic woes on the mind that I'm probably going to have to vent to one of the fabulous men I just mentioned. 

Thank god for them, too: after talking to them, the big, scary world of guys, sex and dating never seems so scary after all.