When the French couple who moved in next door takes you under their wing and tries to bring you out of the closet. You swear you’re not in the closet, they keep proving otherwise. They say their gaydar’s never wrong. You’d counter their point, but you keep being the filling in their beefcake sandwich. Hard to say “No, no, I’m straight” when a man’s kissing his own cum from your lips.
Don’t ask about it and don’t tell about it here.
You and your rugby buddy have gotten to the point where you can no longer deny the attraction. You don’t know where things go from here; you’re just happy to be out of the halfway house you were in for months, years. So many near-misses, so many close-calls, so many lost chances. No more. Now, you and he are in deep and there’s no going back.
Tomorrow, when your blood is cooled, you’ll wonder what your rugby buddies will think…
Artist: Dsharp
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