I wanted it to mean something. Focused. Gay sex Check it out if you want to support what I do and wish for early access to my content.Thank you for reading <3 “What was I to you? Starting over.”“Is that what this is?” I asked. I wanted you. A slice of cake. Wrapped himself around me like I was home.“You okay?” he asked again, quieter this time.“Yeah,” I said. Because the truth hurt more than the lie: he loved me. Until the moment he finally slid in slowly and my whole body arched under him. Always drawn. The ground began to drift away.And I thought of Luke.Of his hand on my jaw. “That’s the problem.”He hugged me again. Closet hollow. It still smells faintly like him. Something more than just a hookup. We just sat there by the couch, side by side, me trying not to freak out, him pretending this was just a chill hang.Halfway through the movie, he turned and looked at me.“Been thinking about this for weeks,” he said.I turned to him.
