“Brian keeps me out of trouble,” Jay said. “Honestly, I’m surprised he’s still with me given the hell I put him through.”
I knew all about Jay’s escapades with Brian. How he dumped Brian, got married, and had a child while he was still in the closet. How he hooked up with Brian again during his divorce and then fucked things up by sleeping with Brian’s best friend Olivia and fathering a child with her. Yes, Jay and Brian’s relationship had gone through a lot. I also wondered why Brian stayed with him, but Jay could be very persuasive and he tended to get what he wanted. He was also good in bed. Verygood.
“Do you remember the first time we had sex?” Jay asked.
I groaned. “How could I forget? Us squeezed together on that twin bed in my dorm room? You tore my shirt.”
“I know. I’m sorry. I was just so desperate to have you. God, we were so young back then. I barely knew what I was doing.”