“I have a date tonight, Dad,” I said the next day. Gay sex All I know were his next words. I’d drifted apart from a lot of my high school friends, maybe a mix of coming out and the normal drifting apart in college, and a couple of my buddies were staying on their respective campus for the summer. This was the time for eating ass. I resented the fact our conversation would be coming to an end.But as the man grabbed the to-go bag, he paused and looked at me for a sign whether he should go further. The 49-year-old junior college baseball coach lived at the other end of our subdivision and while he got along with everyone, he gave off this loner vibe that made people like my parents leery.But I was an adult now, spending the summer at home, and working full time to boot. “You’re already my favorite customer.”That got a laugh of the butch man, thankfully. “I don’t have a lot of buddies in town to watch the games with. But I was surprised how easygoing the whole weekend was. He had a sheepish look on your face. I tried to talk about it with Greg, but that’s when I realized his loner thing carried into his
