Coda Josh Grant

Dirty Daniel has been fucking the wog daughter of the local fish and chip shop, Maria. They do late night kebabs and Daniel went in their with a couple of his mates, late. He flirted with her and she flirted back and it wasn't so much later that Maria was jumping his stump. Apparently Maria really likes Daniel's big schlong. My brother has a cock like a horse... and the girls like it, apparently. Anyone tells you that girl's aren't size queens, they'd be wrong. Anyone tells you that girls aren't perves, they'd be wrong too. Daniel goes running in the tiniest pair of running shorts and the girls come after him like bees to a honey pot. I've seen them in their front yards, their gaze following my brother's hot arse as he jogs by. He has a sexy arse, my bro. Anyway, apparently Maria is engaged to a wog boy her parent's approve of. Dirty Daniel. Mario, or Tony. They are getting married in the new year. The big wedding is being planned at the mo...

“So, how did you go?” “I don’t want to talk about it,” says Jason. “So, you struck out?” “Chicks be crazy, that is all I’m going to say.” Jason held his palms up in mid air as if they were his shield from any further discussion. “You can’t be straight boy sexist and think you can just leave it there.” “I can too,” says Jason. “You should just be thankful you like fellas, that’s all I want to say.” “Tell me.” “Let’s just work out, huh?” “How are you going with the two guys?” “I’d rather not talk about it.” Jason laughed. “Which one do you like, quick?” “Ben.” Oh shit. “I don’t remember one of their names being Ben.” “It’s not.” “So? What I’m confused. Who is Ben?”

I met James at the Thai restaurant. He was nervous. So was I. I got there on time, but I usually do, unless it is a house party, then I leave home at the time I was told it started. James was on time too. All I could think about was Matthew when I first got there. Come on mind, stop playing tricks on me. I was nervous that I would call him the wrong name, so I avoided calling him any name at all. I didn’t call him the wrong name.

Just lying in the sun, getting a little sun shine on my skin just when I can. Not much sun around so you have to grab it when you can. When the sun shines, it is just nice lying here, and all that. You still have to be protected from the breeze. Now is not the time to be feeling the breeze when what you are really looking for is a little warmth. A little colour for date night, really, universe, is that too much to ask. Nobody wants to strip down with a paste white body, I know I don't.

I decided I might as well live the situation I have got myself into. The year of living dangerously? Who coined that phrase?  Matthew called early in the day, and I organised dinner with him in Fitzroy eating Mexican.  James called not long after I organised dinner with him tomorrow night eating Thai in Lygon Street.  What the fuck, I thought, this is the reality I have created for myself. I met Matthew at the Mexican restaurant.

“So, let me get this straight,” said Nick. “You now have two of them on the go and somehow this is a problem?” “Yes.” “I see.” “It is, yes.” “Ha ha,” said Nick. He seemed to be enjoying it. “So, I have both of them wanting to see me this weekend.” “Why haven’t you told one about the other.” “Yes, that is a good question.” It was a good question too. I don’t know why? “I think it is because Matthew thinks he is the only one.” “Poor Matthew.” “Well, I don’t know…” “He’s in for a rude shock.” “I don’t think any modern gay guy is going to be in for a shock…” “Seriously? Do you believe that?” “Well…, er… yes.” Did I believe it? “What have you told him?” “Nothing.” “So, it is lying by omission.” “I’m not sure I would call it that.” “So, what would you call it?” “Bad timing.” Nick sat back and bought his hand up under his chin and rested his face. He squinted his eyes, for dramatic effect, I am sure. “What must it be like to live in Josh world, I have often wondered?” “Oh, come on, you are ju...

Matthew's best angle. Ha, ha, I like to joke. Matthew doesn't have a bad angle, let me tell you. Those legs are something else.