My friend - help!!

I (18M, gay) have been having some confusing things go on with my friend 'Shane' (19M).

We have been friends for a couple of years, and are both from the same small town. Very recently (like a month ago), Shane moved away from the town I still live in to go away and do a degree apprenticeship at the other end of the country.

While of course I am really happy about this for him, I have been really missing having him around as we had been spending a lot of time together and he's a really good friend. He knows I'm gay and supported me through a bad breakup last year, and as far as I know he's straight - he is always talking about women who he fancies.

But this week, things have been changing a lot - I am currently visiting him for the first time in his student accomodation (my college is on a break so I am staying with him for the whole week).

I arrived early evening yesterday - the plan had originally been for me to walk from the station to his halls, but he ended up surprising me at the station as I got off the train.

Words could not describe how happy I was to see him, and he pulled me into this great big hug and said, 'Hey cookie' (cookie is his little pet name for me). I could literally feel his hands digging into my back - nothing like that has ever happened before with him. It felt so darn good.

We walked back to his accomodation and picked right up where we left off in conversation before he left. I dropped my stuff off, and he announced his plan to take me to this fancy Italian restaurant that he found nearby.

I was excited - I love Italian food, and I love my friend. We arrived at the restaurant, and had a nice meal, and then he said, 'let's go out out!', so then we started going to bars and clubs and things. At one point things got pretty deep because he was smoking (not something I'd ever seen him do before) and telling me how much I meant to him and stroking my back.

When we got back to his place, it was nearly midnight, so neither of us could be bothered to shower. I asked where I should sleep, and he said, 'you're gonna sleep with me this week'. I thought he was joking, but he looked pretty serious, and it was then that I saw there was only one single bed.

In a combination of nerves and excitement, I stripped down to my underwear, which had a black background but a print of deep red roses on it. 'Pretty,' he said, glancing over. I felt a surge of attraction for him that previously I'd always tried to keep a handle on him.

We climbed into bed and he grabbed me with quite a bit force, pushing my face into his chest and holding my back with his arms. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his, being a little bit submissive to see how he would react. In the dark I thought I saw a hint of smile creep onto his face.

Well, he ended up cuddling me like that all night. I tried to push the boundaries at one point, and said, 'I bet I'm better at it than some of your girlfriend' to which he dug his hands further into my back and said, 'Do you think about me... when you...?'. I murmured back, 'so what if I do', and the conversation was left there for the night as I fell asleep in his arms.

It's the morning now and he's in the shower, acting like none of that ever happened, being his normal, crazy self. I'm still in his bed, which smells of him, waiting for him to come back.

WTF do I do?! Is he trying to be a friend? Or does he want me to do something? My current theory is that he is straight but likes my attention but I'm not sure...