I let a guy lead me on by playing games for about 10 months recently. From the moment we met, our chemistry was palpable, and as soon as he could, he messaged me, was flirting with me, asking me about what I like in bed. And this continued for the next day, and the next, and the next. Him messaging me, flirting heavily.

If I messaged him first, he would be very cold in his messages, making it clear he didn't want to talk to me. But that wasn't a huge issue, because he typically messaged me every day. Even if we didn't have a chance to talk that day, he'd still message me to say good night.

But, he rarely initiated plans with me. We'd see each other out with mutual friends, but he'd never ask me to meet up. When I'd ask him to hang out, he'd either avoid it, or reluctantly agree. And when we'd meet up, he'd make it clear how little he wanted to be there at that moment.

When he would ask me to meet up, it would only be after he got home from the bars, drunk. He'd invite me to sleep over. He'd strip me naked, and we'd cuddle all night. Chatting into the early hours of the morning, holding hands, exploring each other's bodies. He'd talk about fucking me, but he wouldn't even kiss me, let alone actually have sex. He'd play with my dick, he loved my dick, but as soon as I'd try to escalate the situation, he'd cut me off.

I let this continue for about 10 months. Our conversations online were so great, so intimate, that it was hard to understand what was so different about our interactions in person, and he always gave me just enough hope to let it continue to see if it would actually lead where I wanted it to. The last time I spent the night, I tried to force the conversation that he'd been avoiding forever. I basically told him that I wanted more, and he let out that he just wanted to be friends.

So, that's where we are. We're friends. But no more daily conversations online. And no more sleep overs of course.