Daniel was my roommate and best friend.
The College jock was adored by everyone… Perhaps a bit too much.
Sarah wouldn’t leave him alone; the girl was obsessed. Daniel would do anything to get her off his back… even pretend to be gay.
As his best friend, I was the one he chose to be his fake boyfriend. We had to be convincing, and as two straight guys, we needed some practice.
Practicing being gay started innocently. Holding hands, being affectionate… but it didn’t take long for it to take a taboo turn.
I didn’t know what was practice or what was real. All I knew was that I needed more. Much more.
