“I’m not—”
Mac held up a hand. “I know. Just because someone is curious doesn’t mean he’s gay.”
“It’s like taking geology classes,” Gideon said.
Mac scrunched his brow, unable to grasp the metaphor.
“I think geology is interesting, and so I took a class in it. Doesn’t mean I’m going to major in it.”
“Nothing says you can’t take another geology class.”
Mac didn’t realize what he’d just proposed until he heard it aloud.
“Really?”
But Mac considered it more. “If it gets weird for either of us, we’ll say something. We’re friends. I’m not going to bullshit you and put on a brave face.”
“Same here.” Gideon also considered it. “I kinda do want to explore.”
Mac shrugged his shoulders. “We both liked it. Nothing wrong with trying it again.”
“And this is just sex. Our friendship and roommateship stays same as it ever was.”
“Yep.”
Some voice deep inside Mac was trying to object, trying to shout from the rooftops that this would only end in disaster, that as much as he tried to rationalize this exploration, Mac was ultimately ill-equipped to handle being a fuckbuddy.
Sadly, it was overruled.
Mac sat on the bed. He held out his hand, and Gideon shook it.
“Geology class.”
“Geology class,” Mac repeated. The two words got his cock hard. “Is class back in session?”
“Now?”
Mac peeked at Gideon’s tightening boxers. This would be his most extensive social experiment to date.
“Well, I don’t usually do morning classes, but I’ll make an exception since I’m feeling studious today.” Gideon leaned over and consumed Mac in a lust-filled kiss.
I know what I’m doing.
Since Gideon wanted to explore, he was going to let him explore. That’s what friends were for.
Φ
The roommates enjoyed another session of geology class the next night, after Mac finished studying for an exam. Which he could now barely concentrate on.
“How’d you do?” Delia asked him after class.
“It was hard.”
“Really? It wasn’t that bad. It was on what she said it would be.”
Perhaps Delia was right, but Mac realized that he didn’t study last night. He merely stared at some pages while counting down the time in his head until he could put his hands on Gideon.
“You there, Mac?” She waved her hand in front of his face. “I’m sorry Gideon was a dick at Seth’s party. I probably should’ve cut him off.”
