If that was the case, then I'm willing to bet that like me, this automatically disqualified you from being "boyfriend" material and consigned you that dreaded "friend" or "like a brother" H*ll from which there was no escape.
And like me, you were likely also the one they came running to in order to complain how shabbily the "bad boy" jocks and bikers that they dated because they were so interesting and "dangerous" (not to mention needed their TLC to help them see the error of their ways) treated them. Duh!