New Year's Eve (late)
In two weeks, a lot has changed.
Ben told all his mates he had a boyfriend. That went surprisingly easy. “It’s because you are pretty straight acting.”
“But that isn’t the point,” I argued. “It doesn’t matter, you can act any way you like.”
“Yeah, sure, we know that,” said Ben. “But if you are a man, be a man…”
“I guess, not really,” I said. “You should be yourself…”
“I’m glad you are you,” said Ben.
Straight guys seem to understand two masculine guys being into each other, now a days. If you are going to be gay, love another man, if you love some queeny guy why don’t you love a woman? It is the evolution of the straight guy. Okay, so they have some way to go accepting effeminate guys, but it’ll come.
We were up Studley park waiting for the fireworks. We were all sitting together smoking some pot.
A few off the mums and dads with kids gave us looks, but they didn’t say anything.
“So, Ben?” said Mike. “A full time homo?”
I saw Ben flinch. “Yeah Mike, big fag.”
“And I hear you have declared undying love for young Josh.”
“Josh and I are together,” said Ben. He was still a little defensive.
“So, Amy?”
“Lesbian with her girlfriend in Byron Bay,” I said.
“So,” said Mike. “Just the cock?”
“Hey, will you knock it off,” said Ben.
“No, no, Ben, don’t get your back up, it is a serious question,” said Mike. “I’ve been known to give it to one, or two of Josh’s drug fucked twink friends on occasion…”
“No necessarily friends,” I said.
“Just so I could yell surprise on Sunday morning,” so there is no judgement here. But exclusively cock driven, is this what you are saying now?”
“Yes Mike, that is what I’m been saying,” said Ben.
“Just saying,” said Mike. “It has been hard enough to keep up with the sex life of all you gay guys, but now you have them changing orientation… well?”
I laughed, not really sure why.
“Just getting all the facts,” said Mike. “Come here.” He wrapped Ben in his big arms. “Good for you,” Mike whispered.
Suddenly, the sky erupted with a crescendo of colour, explosions and rockets and exploding rockets, and stars and magical patterns lighting up the night sky, over and over and over again.
Ben told all his mates he had a boyfriend. That went surprisingly easy. “It’s because you are pretty straight acting.”
“But that isn’t the point,” I argued. “It doesn’t matter, you can act any way you like.”
“Yeah, sure, we know that,” said Ben. “But if you are a man, be a man…”
“I guess, not really,” I said. “You should be yourself…”
“I’m glad you are you,” said Ben.
Straight guys seem to understand two masculine guys being into each other, now a days. If you are going to be gay, love another man, if you love some queeny guy why don’t you love a woman? It is the evolution of the straight guy. Okay, so they have some way to go accepting effeminate guys, but it’ll come.
We were up Studley park waiting for the fireworks. We were all sitting together smoking some pot.
A few off the mums and dads with kids gave us looks, but they didn’t say anything.
“So, Ben?” said Mike. “A full time homo?”
I saw Ben flinch. “Yeah Mike, big fag.”
“And I hear you have declared undying love for young Josh.”
“Josh and I are together,” said Ben. He was still a little defensive.
“So, Amy?”
“Lesbian with her girlfriend in Byron Bay,” I said.
“So,” said Mike. “Just the cock?”
“Hey, will you knock it off,” said Ben.
“No, no, Ben, don’t get your back up, it is a serious question,” said Mike. “I’ve been known to give it to one, or two of Josh’s drug fucked twink friends on occasion…”
“No necessarily friends,” I said.
“Just so I could yell surprise on Sunday morning,” so there is no judgement here. But exclusively cock driven, is this what you are saying now?”
“Yes Mike, that is what I’m been saying,” said Ben.
“Just saying,” said Mike. “It has been hard enough to keep up with the sex life of all you gay guys, but now you have them changing orientation… well?”
I laughed, not really sure why.
“Just getting all the facts,” said Mike. “Come here.” He wrapped Ben in his big arms. “Good for you,” Mike whispered.
Suddenly, the sky erupted with a crescendo of colour, explosions and rockets and exploding rockets, and stars and magical patterns lighting up the night sky, over and over and over again.
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