He is straight and I am gay !!!!

He would pay for my drinks and take me for rides on the bike.
But wouldn't meet my friends and hate all the things that I like.
He would fuck me in the night, but wouldn't hug me in the day,
And thinks he is big straight while I am bloody girly gay!!!

PS: 'me' is the poem is not me, just a passing thought from what I have seen :)