This thread seems appropriate for what I'm about to post.
So, yesterday I was at a birthday party. There were around 40 people there and a lot of them didn't know me. I was there with, among others, my four closest friends.
I hung out a lot with one of them in particular. Let's call her C. While that was going on another one of my friends, S, got asked by a lot of people if C and I were a couple. You see, C and I flirt a lot, just because.
S laughed at that and told them that, no, we both like men.
Somewhere around midnight we laid down on an air mattress. The party was in a garage in front of which said mattress was, so it got kinda cold. I didn't mind though because C used me as a pillow for a total of three hours. She laid on my stomach, my chest, my lap … and, because she likes to do that, she poked and tickled me a lot. She said she enjoys it when I squeal around and can't defend myself, heh.
She also enjoyed occasionally teasing me by getting away from me only so that I would beg her to come back. Because it was cold.
When she wanted to go home she asked me to give her my car keys because some of her stuff was in my car. I hid the keys on my person and, after some hesitation, she actually started searching for them and eventually got them out.
Later, when I drove S home, S asked me what all of that had been about.
I shrugged it off and said "dunno, I guess I just needed some cuddling."
And it's true, I really don't know what any of this was about, not even from my point of view.
All I know is that I enjoyed it and could have stayed there, being her pillow, for another three hours. I liked being used like that, which I also told her (we always say whatever comes to mind right away, so we talk about stuff like this a lot. That's probably one of the reasons why people thought we're together).
I don't know what this makes me, but whatever it is, I'm fine with it.
I just wanted to write this down somewhere because I'm very happy about it :D