I have a question for you, but it’s kind of...um, personal.” “Yes, I’m gay.” “You really are a fan of saying that, aren’t you?” “Once you start, you just can’t stop.

We’ve known each other for a while,” I said. “And our feelings just ... blossomed.” “Like fungus off rotted meat?” Josh snarked.

Hey, Mom and Dad, this is my “friend” Jamie. My boyfriend Jamie. We’re going to England together. Also, I met him in a secret society. We’re Diggers,folks. And Eli graduates. And in love.What do you think?

The last time I had sex,” I said, “was Halloween.” He nodded slowly. “That was my birthday.” I choked on my waffle. This was getting worse and worse. “No!” “Why do you think they called me ‘Poe’?” I had always guessed it was because he was morose and taciturn and creepy.“Um ... because ‘Hotstuff’ was taken?

Pleasanter surprise,” he managed, backing us away from the threshold. There’s the idea. I pushed him gently against the wall and started tugging on his shirt.“About to get even pleasanter,” I murmured against his neck as my fingers found the drawstring of his pants.Bad grammar is such a turn- on.

Hello?” Hello, Mom. No, of course you didn’t wake me. Don’t you know? I often engage in Monday morning orgies In fact, as you called, I was just enjoying an especially thorough rogering from two men named Paolo and Butch.

There was Malcolm in the front row, his hand resting on the shoulder of the knight I knew as Poe. I looked at the list of names beneath the photo.-James Orcutt.What a ridiculously normal name. I’d half been expecting Darth Vader

Topher?” Dude, how many oaths did this kid plan to break in his first month as a Digger?Who did he think he was?Me?

Around this time, I decided to go back to the bathroom and, oh, I don’t know, wash my hands, brush my hair, maybe pluck my eyebrows.Stuff.