While in the military, guys would invite me to go along home with them, especially on weekend leaves or holidays. I did sleep on a few sofa beds and a couple of them had that darn bar in the middle, which made for a very uncomfortable night with minimal sleep time.
What was best about going to someone’s home for a weekend was getting a home cooked meal. I would take a small gift for the man’s wife or mom in exchange for their hospitality. I never accepted an invitation from a guy that invited me home with him if he was living with a girlfriend. I did that one time and I named it “the weekend from hell.” All those two did all weekend was to argue with one another. She even threw a cellphone at her boyfriend. I wanted to leave, but my flight wasn’t scheduled until late Sunday. Never again.