Funny this thread was made because I have been in the exact same position.
In a nutshell, my good friend was one who got me into firearms. Although I dont hunt, all of my family members do and Ive been raised in an 'outdoorsy' type family, yet havent gotten into shooting until this year.
His dad is a gun collector and has over 400 long guns and probably 50 semiauto handguns and about 100 revolvers. Yeah, a lot. He obviously gained all of his knowledge of shooting and whatnot through his father. His father was actually marked in the top 10 shooters of North America or something for professional shooting. Now with over 600+ weapons, my friend gets to shoots anything in his dads collection he wants. He tells me about how he has this and that and this revolver that was 1 of 10 and this shotgun that was 1 of 5 and this and that everytime we started talking about shooting. Dont get me wrong, it was very interesting to hear about all of his dads collection and whatnot, but give me a break....it got to the point where I wanted to tell him to shut the hell up. Oh, and weve been friends for a while and he loves bragging about the whole collection and how he shoots all these guns and stuff. Keep in mind, I had NEVER shot with his dad, never shot with him, Ive seen a handful of his dads collection but other than that, havent seen much.
Anyway, I start my firearms collection and get two 22's and its time for my friend and I to finally go to the range since I got something. The first time we go I bring my two .22's, a pistol and gsg. I bring my own ammo, own guns obviously, I drive there (3 hour round trip) and pay for the 'walk in' fee (both of ours).
Ok, no biggie. Its on me...ok, 'everything' is on me. I ask him why he didnt bring any ammo or guns and he beats around the bush saying that he doesnt think his dad can let him borrow one of the million guns he has. 'Thats ridiculous', I think, but ok Il llet it slide.
Fast forward a few more range days, and he is still doing the same thing. I ask him to at least drive to the range, and he gives me some lame excuse of how the a/c went in his Durango and he doesnt wanna drive it. I think, 'hmmm..you drive it an hour round trip to work everyday. These excuses are getting lame..'. Hes a really good friend of mine and hes going through some rough times (divorce, lost his job etc) so I say ok, I dont mind doing favors so Ill spot him some more 'range time'.
We go about 2 or 3 more times and by now its getting too much. Im driving down there every time, hes shooting my guns and my ammo, Im buying him food, the walk in fee etc. I dont mind spotting money or doing favors but shooting is anything but cheap (even with .22's). I ask him when the heck is he gonna bring any guns to shoot. He says hes looking at a 1911, but he doesnt have enough money for it. I ask him again why he cant bring any of his dads, and he gives me some excuse of how all of them are 'old' and he doesnt wanna transport them around and get into trouble (no serial numbers). Uhh, ok I think...
By now, your probably gonna ask, 'well why didnt you just stop inviting him to the range?'. Good point. One, he is one of my very good friends and I have known him for over 10 years. Two, he has done so many favors for me and has spotted me money for some things (although not as much as what he owes me haha). Three, hes just an all around good friend. And four, he knows a LOT about weapons and the first few times I went to the range, it was good to have him there just in case something happened (jam, problem with gun etc) and he would take care of it or know what was up.
So he texts me and asks when are we going to the range again. By now, I didnt mind taking him out the few times but its getting too much. I text him back with something along the lines of, 'maybe you should drive this time...or at least buy me some ammo'. So he texts me back all mad about how I should stop complaining about this stuff and hes gonna pay me back no problem and this and that. I think, 'damnit, I really didnt want this to happen. I just wanted him to realize its getting a little to much'. He took it the wrong way, or at least in a way I didnt wanna go towards.
Fast forward to present time. For some reason, he disappeared off the face of the planet. Ive called him numerous times only to go straight to his voice mail, Ive called his job and they say hes unavailable, I dont know his ex-wifes number so I cant ask her where the hell he is. I dont really care about all the range time and crap he owed me for, it was more or less on me, but he said how he 'was' going to pay me back somehow...maybe with one of his dads old 1911's from the 30's. Yet I have gotten nothing, he disappeared, and I havent heard from him for the past 2 weeks.
So after these past 10 paragraphs, whats the moral of the story? Do friends favors but dont go overboard. I did more than I had to and usually I do that a lot, with favors and helping friends out (hey, theyre good friends, its hard to say no!) but now I learned to chill out a little bit. I wasnt expecting him to owe me, it would have been nice but whatever. I just wanna see where the heck he is or what hes doing by now, Im kind of scared something bad happened and since I am not friends with his friends (older than I am), theres not much I can do. I dunno.
Sorry for the long read.
Edit: Wrote all that and didnt get to my point! haha. If I were in your situation, I would ask if he would mind throwing you a few bucks everytime you shot, or buying some ammo for both of you to shoot. If my friend didnt disappear, thats what I would have said. Just something, ANYTHING to help me out. Even if he bought me lunch in return for letting him shoot, that would be great...just little things like that to assure me he appreciated allowing him to use my stuff.
If he gives you excuses or something, I wouldnt pursue asking him to go the range anymore. Have him buy his own gun and then you guys go shooting. Thats what I would do with my friend. As soon as he brought something, heck yeah lets go! But up until then, if your not gonna appreciate my letting you use all of my stuff, good friend or not, GTFO.