You’ll pitch in the sixty.”That was it. Gay sex I cursed my inability to resist my desire for him as well as the fact I couldn’t hide it from him. Ryan’s train had left the station when it came to me.“Sure as hell did. Molly and I were sitting behind third base. You came right at me when you made that catch, Do. I thought, ‘no way he’s going to reach it,’ but damn if you didn’t. Nice play, dude. You always did have a nose for the ball.”He patted my back again, letting his hand rest in the middle of my turquoise and black shirt between my shoulder blades. My crotch tightened even more.“Molly? You aren’t with Bonnie any more?” I said surprised.“Band practice,” Ryan explained and the coy smile was back.A chill ruined my delight over our conversation. My attitude changed as the moment hardened around me. I spit out what I had to say.“Your girlfriend has band practice, so you go to a ballgame with another girl? Does Bonnie know that?”The good feelings generated by an unexpected meeting with an old friend deserted the hallway. I realized things didn’t change with Ryan. Why was he even talking to me, after so long?“A guy’s got to make hay, Do? You know
