Mike’s life is carefully compartmentalized. He’s deep in the closet to his family back in Kansas, but lives life honestly and openly in Austin. He’s unnerved when Wes, his old university crush, turns up at his door in answer to a roommate advertisement, but quickly sees the potential ... benefits of the arrangement. Wes has never doubted nor denied his sexuality. With the support of his family he’s an out and proud LGBT activist.<br><br>On the scale balancing his self-esteem on one side, and the love of his family on the other, Mike has to decide which weighs more. Is Mike being fair to his parents by not giving them the chance to know his real self? When the delicate balance of his life is disrupted, he decides he’s tired of living a lie. Will Wes understand his concerns, or will their fledgling relationship crumble under the strain of Mike’s uncertainty?

Closets Are for Clothes

I repeated the process, alternating it with leisurely sips of water, then got up to saunter to the kitchen for a refill. I resisted the reflexive urge to pull down the shirt that had ridden up, and grabbed an open bag of Cheetos for good measure. Once sitting, I offered the bag to Wes.


He shook his head and gave a fleeting smile, keeping his eyes locked briefly on mine before returning his gaze to the TV. The trouble with cheese puffs was they left a heck of a mess on one’s fingers. With nary a napkin in sight, I had no choice but to lick them. Slowly. One finger at a time.


Eventually, I gave up. It was a work night, after all. Wes busted out a couple yawns, and I got the feeling he wanted to go to bed, too, but maybe I’d been successful and he wasn’t able to remove that pillow, let alone stand, until I left the room.


I stretched and rubbed my eyes. “I’m gonna call it a night.”


“Goodnight. What time do you get up?”


Chapter 6