It turns out that I’m free for three days.”
“No shit! Come home with me. Spend it with my family in Folsom.”
“Have you lost your mind?”
“Come on. They won’t suspect anything. Hell, you don’t even look gay.”
“Clark, I have no desire to spend three days with your father.”
“I only meant Thanksgiving Day. We can drive up and back on the same day, and then we’d have the rest of the weekend to play.” I grinned, waiting to see his reaction.
“You’ll do anything to get out of reading, won’t you? Even start an argument.”
“Who’s arguing?”
“I won’t hide who I am, regardless of how he feels.”
“Well, I was hoping you’d leave your sexy-bitch shoes here.”
“You’re an ass!”
“Aww, come on, Jo-Jo. I don’t want you alone on Thanksgiving. It’s un-American.”
He caved, as I knew he would. I was beginning to discover that this man was a big softie where I was concerned, never able to resist any of my requests. I knew this deep down inside and the knowledge that he cared so much turned me to mush. I was falling deeper and deeper under his spell.
J ODY and Lil sat on the patio of the Yank Sing restaurant at the Rincon Center in San Francisco. The empty plates, piled high on their table, created a testament to the mountains of dim sum they had consumed. They finished their meal with the delectable buns stuffed with a sticky, sweet yam concoction.
Jody sipped his cup of black tea, sighing with satisfaction. “That was amazing. Thanks for talking me into this.”
“You’re welcome, sweetie. We need to do this more often.”
“I don’t think my stomach can handle this on a regular basis.”
“Oh, you know we’ll be hungry again in an hour.”
“This will have to hold me for a while. I’m meeting Clark at five for another session.”
“Of what?” Lil asked pointedly.
“Of tutoring,” Jody answered, doing his best to keep his face from revealing anything.
“Honey, I’ve known you for a long time, and that look can only mean one thing. When did he cave?”
Jody rolled his eyes, annoyed at being found out so soon.
“Tell me!” Lil squealed, jumping up from his seat. “Was it bliss? Who made the first move?” Lil bent forward and whispered, “Is he hung like a horse? I want details!”
“Lil,” Jody barked, looking around to see if anyone was observing them. “Keep your voice down.”
“Come on! Stop acting like a prude and talk to me.”
Jody fidgeted, uncomfortable under Lil’s gaze. They’d always shared information in the past, but somehow, this was different.
“This is more than just sex, isn’t it?” Lil asked.
“I don’t want to discuss it.”
“You’ve really fallen for him,” Lil exclaimed. “I can’t believe it.”
Jody sipped his tea in silence.
“Sweetie,” Lil said, switching persona instantly from raging queen to serious architect and friend. “You need to forget about him.”
“Why?”
“You’re doing this to yourself again.”
“What?” Jody sighed, knowing exactly where the conversation was headed.
“It’s Rick, all over again.”
“Don’t compare this relationship with the other one.”
“Why shouldn’t I? You’re going into this with your eyes wide open, knowing he’s a closet case with major issues.” Lil’s normally cheerful face looked troubled. “Jody, this will not have a happy ending.”
“It’s not the same at all, Lil. Clark’s not going to die on me.”
“But he’ll deny you and walk away, eventually. Once he’s gotten the itch out of his system, he’ll go back to being Berkeley’s number one het stud.”
“He’s not like that. He’s really struggling with his sexuality.”
“And you want to be his first experiment? You’re fucking nuts!”
Jody bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut, determined to stay cool.
“You need to walk away!” Lil implored. “Now, before you’re in too deep.”
“Too late,” Jody answered.
“No.”
“I’m in
“No shit! Come home with me. Spend it with my family in Folsom.”
“Have you lost your mind?”
“Come on. They won’t suspect anything. Hell, you don’t even look gay.”
“Clark, I have no desire to spend three days with your father.”
“I only meant Thanksgiving Day. We can drive up and back on the same day, and then we’d have the rest of the weekend to play.” I grinned, waiting to see his reaction.
“You’ll do anything to get out of reading, won’t you? Even start an argument.”
“Who’s arguing?”
“I won’t hide who I am, regardless of how he feels.”
“Well, I was hoping you’d leave your sexy-bitch shoes here.”
“You’re an ass!”
“Aww, come on, Jo-Jo. I don’t want you alone on Thanksgiving. It’s un-American.”
He caved, as I knew he would. I was beginning to discover that this man was a big softie where I was concerned, never able to resist any of my requests. I knew this deep down inside and the knowledge that he cared so much turned me to mush. I was falling deeper and deeper under his spell.
J ODY and Lil sat on the patio of the Yank Sing restaurant at the Rincon Center in San Francisco. The empty plates, piled high on their table, created a testament to the mountains of dim sum they had consumed. They finished their meal with the delectable buns stuffed with a sticky, sweet yam concoction.
Jody sipped his cup of black tea, sighing with satisfaction. “That was amazing. Thanks for talking me into this.”
“You’re welcome, sweetie. We need to do this more often.”
“I don’t think my stomach can handle this on a regular basis.”
“Oh, you know we’ll be hungry again in an hour.”
“This will have to hold me for a while. I’m meeting Clark at five for another session.”
“Of what?” Lil asked pointedly.
“Of tutoring,” Jody answered, doing his best to keep his face from revealing anything.
“Honey, I’ve known you for a long time, and that look can only mean one thing. When did he cave?”
Jody rolled his eyes, annoyed at being found out so soon.
“Tell me!” Lil squealed, jumping up from his seat. “Was it bliss? Who made the first move?” Lil bent forward and whispered, “Is he hung like a horse? I want details!”
“Lil,” Jody barked, looking around to see if anyone was observing them. “Keep your voice down.”
“Come on! Stop acting like a prude and talk to me.”
Jody fidgeted, uncomfortable under Lil’s gaze. They’d always shared information in the past, but somehow, this was different.
“This is more than just sex, isn’t it?” Lil asked.
“I don’t want to discuss it.”
“You’ve really fallen for him,” Lil exclaimed. “I can’t believe it.”
Jody sipped his tea in silence.
“Sweetie,” Lil said, switching persona instantly from raging queen to serious architect and friend. “You need to forget about him.”
“Why?”
“You’re doing this to yourself again.”
“What?” Jody sighed, knowing exactly where the conversation was headed.
“It’s Rick, all over again.”
“Don’t compare this relationship with the other one.”
“Why shouldn’t I? You’re going into this with your eyes wide open, knowing he’s a closet case with major issues.” Lil’s normally cheerful face looked troubled. “Jody, this will not have a happy ending.”
“It’s not the same at all, Lil. Clark’s not going to die on me.”
“But he’ll deny you and walk away, eventually. Once he’s gotten the itch out of his system, he’ll go back to being Berkeley’s number one het stud.”
“He’s not like that. He’s really struggling with his sexuality.”
“And you want to be his first experiment? You’re fucking nuts!”
Jody bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut, determined to stay cool.
“You need to walk away!” Lil implored. “Now, before you’re in too deep.”
“Too late,” Jody answered.
“No.”
“I’m in
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