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?“Oh…” I sat there for a moment, feeling kind of uncomfortable. “I… I feel like I should apologize.”

?“No need,” he smiled. “I was just explaining. But now you know.” He took another bite. “But, between you and me, the way I dress and the way I talk give me away most times now. The more I lean into who I am, the less I have to explain myself, which is nice.”

?I took a moment to collect my thoughts. “Thank you for explaining it to me,” I said at last. “Adam and I have never talked about that sort of thing. I know he’s gay, but he doesn’t talk much about the experience I guess.”

?“If you ever have a question, just ask,” James said, patting me on the thigh. “I’ll answer whatever you want. No topic off limits.”

?I’ll admit, I didn’t hear much of what he said the moment his hand came to rest on my thigh. His touch was like a bolt of lightning through my system. Everything went into overdrive all at once. The butterflies in my stomach erupted, my heart raced, goosebumps broke out over my skin, and I felt a distinct twitch in my pants. And that twitch was rapidly swelling into a problem that I wouldn’t be able to hide in the thin shorts I was wearing.

?“Let me… uh… go make sure your room is ready,” I said suddenly, dropping my food on the coffee table and getting up.

?As I stood, James’ fingers grazed my groin. It was completely my fault, but it made me blush about a hundred times harder.

?“There’s no rush,” he began.

?“It’s fine!”

?I practically ran across the room, all too aware that my chub was quickly becoming a full on rager. By the time I pushed my way through the second bedroom door and shut it behind me, my shorts were fully tented. I leaned against the wall, breathing hard. I’d never gotten that hard that fast in my entire life. It was like someone had found the secret formula after all these years of getting close enough. It was almost terrifying how fast it had happened.

?But what was actually terrifying were two simultaneous realizations I had.

?One, I was very obviously more attracted to men than I previously thought.

?And two, there was no fucking bed in the second bedroom.

Chapter Eleven: James

Rowan had been gone for nearly five minutes when he finally returned to the living room and delivered the news.

?“Uh… there’s no bed in that room,” he said, his face flushed.

?“Oh,” I replied, not really sure what to say. “So… what's in there then?”

?He turned even redder. “It’s… It’s…”

?I was getting concerned. “Is it a body?”

?Rowan shook his head.

?“Is it something we need to call the police about?”

?He shook his head again. “It’s uh… a sex swing.”

?“WHAT?!”

I was on my feet before I could help myself, my injured foot giving out beneath me. Rowan caught me and pulled me back to my feet.

?“You can’t walk on that, remember?”

?“Show me the sex swing!”

?“What? No! That’s gross!”

?“Then I’ll walk myself!”

?I started to try, but he pulled me off my feet easily, scooping me into his arms as he scolded me. But when he saw that I wasn’t giving up, he sighed and looked away.

?“If I show you… will you please behave?”

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