By that I mean, how do I make him stop pestering me to hang out with him and his friends? I've tried explaining to him politely that I don't much care for the restless drunk party atmospheres he keeps inviting me to, or the dozen girls he tried to hook me up with, or all the Jamaican music he tries to get me to listen to, nor any of the other multitude of oriented activities with which he soils his pride semi-religiously. All that may be enjoyable for a little while, but I mean the guy expects me to party with him every day till the break of dawn.
None of it works. He's like a super-persistent energizer bunny. And worst of all interrupts what I'm doing for hours just so he can tell me inane, immature stories involving his socialite activities. He has expectations from our relationship that he constantly pursues and tries to cash in on my account. I swear, 99% of what he talks about seems like a boring, unstimulating waste of time.
I can't tell him any of this because I don't want to hurt his feelings. I know he feels hurt when I reject most of his offers, although he hides it. He has this tendency to become hurt when his relations' likes and dislikes aren't consistent with his.
Anyway, what can I do to ease him off me gently?