Originally posted by: Medicine Bear
Let me set the background for you. This guy is 27 years old, lived an incredibly sheltered life, has known my fiancée since they were 5 and they have been best friends since then.
Now on to the story.
My fiancée just called and was telling me that her friend, let's call him Andy like the 40 year old virgin, called her at work all upset and crying. Seems that he went out over the weekend, Friday night I think, and was at a bar with some friends and had a bit too much to drink, which for him means he might have smelled a beer. Seriously I've seen the guy order virgin daiquiris on numerous occasions. Anyway back to the story. So while he is "drunk" some girl picks him up and takes him home to do the nasty. He tells her he doesn't want to and just wants to go to sleep but after a while she convinces him to do the deed. As soon as it is over he wants to go home and starts crying. Then the girl is "mean to him and starts calling him a pussy" and so he gathers up his clothes and runs out of her place.
Fast forward to the next day.
Andy somehow managed to get home and wakes up in his own bed. His first thought is to call his mom and tell her what he has done. Doing so he starts to cry and is unable to keep talking to his mom and just shuts down. So after a little while his parents come over and start beating on his door, he doesn't answer so they eventually get someone to let them in. They find him in the fetal position sobbing like a schoolgirl. They finally manage to get him to come around and he begs them to take him to the hospital because he is having a nervous breakdown. They do and he spends the weekend there. Apparently he just got out and called my fiancée when he got home.
She calls me and starts telling me this and all I can do is laugh. She's not too happy with me right now but I have told her repeatedly that I think the guy is gay and he either hasn't come to terms with it or just hasn't come out yet. She is all worried and wants to go over there after work to make sure he is ok. I told her I didn't think I should go since I wouldn't be able to keep from laughing my ass off at him. To be honest I can't stop laughing and have tears running down my cheeks. So of course I had to come here and share with ATOT.