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Living In Sin: I Ain't No Queer

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Every week in Living in Sin, Jen Sincero provides advice to LA's sexually confounded. Sign up for her newsletter and have it sent to you every week. Ask Jen your questions: all are posted anonymously.

Dear Jen,
I have an issue with a male friend of mine. We've been friends for several years and he has always been very emotionally open. Since we were 16 we've hugged each other hello and goodbye, but on one semi-drunken evening he extended that hug to an open (his mouth, not mine) kiss. He saw my face afterwards and pretty much ran off before we had a chance to discuss it. I chalked it up to alcohol and a little too much affection. Since then he has become increasingly open with his sexual urges towards me. He tells me how he would give me a blowjob, and sometimes tries to grab my crotch. He does and says these things in a joking manor, but it's obvious I could take him up on the offer any time. I am completely straight and he knows this, but I feel because I don't punch his lights out for grabbing my crotch he thinks he has a chance with me.

He's a very smart person and is finishing his degree in sexual therapy (oh, the irony!), so of all people I shouldn't have to explain to him how I feel. I make it pretty obvious I don't want what he's selling. To top it off, he swears he's not interested in men, just me. How do I get my drinking buddy back to his normal self (the one that doesn't start grabbing my balls after 2 beers)?

P.S. This is not the first male friend that has behaved this way towards me. I mean EXACTLY this way, down to the whole "I only like women and you thing". Is the fact that I'm not homophobic and totally willing to hug another man drawing some hidden bisexual-ness out of my friends?

HELP ME JEN! I'd like to be able to be emotionally open with my male friends without worrying about them wanting to pork me.
- You're Barking Up the Wrong Tree, Dudes.