Coda Josh Grant

So, What Happened to Tim? I literally stopped calling him the day I hooked up with Ben. Tim went home for Xmas, I hooked up with Ben 27th 28th Dec. (6 months ago) I spent New Year and New Year’s Day with Ben. Tim came home in the new year and I didn’t return his calls. Just like that? He called a few times, but he gave up pretty easily, and we were done. Much later, I found out Nick may have had something to do with that. Nick and Tim bumped into each other out at a club, just after Tim got back from Xmas. Tim messaged me some time later with the words, It’s too hard to see you. Good bye.

I have gran charm, in fact, I have old woman charm. There are very few older women I can’t charm the socks off, is that the expressions grans use? Diedre isn’t one of them, you understand, but Grandma Clementine certainly was. Ben and I went to visit her. Ben left me with her when he headed down to the supermarket to get her garbage bags. I sat with gran on the cane furniture in the sun room with her. “Are you and Ben?” gran asked. “Are Ben and I what?” I asked. “I hear stories, don’t think my daughter thinks I should know what’s going on, even if I don’t want to hear what comes out of her mouth.” “Ben and I…” “You and Ben.” “Yes.” “What about the AIDS?” “We don’t have it, it is practically cured now, it is not something we have to worry about, not really.” And in that moment, I said those words and actually meant it. (Of course, that is not strictly true, but it is close enough to the truth) First time. It was a good feeling. “So, Ben doesn’t have the AIDS.” “No.” “A boy like that?” “...

So, there you have it, I reckon it is safe to say, I’ve got a boyfriend. And, I have been the dutiful boyfriend, not for any other reason but I haven’t wanted not to. It is easy when it is like that. We go to gym together, we run together, we occasionally chase boys together. Once, oh, twice, we’ve caught them. The cute Greek guy who was on a break from Woollies fruit and veg, with whom we flirted. All smiles and heavy breathing and promises of doing more at some stage. The cute Dutch guy who came to the door to change our globes to LED as a government initiative. That was a circle jerk in Ben’s lounge room. I told the Dutch boy he looked like he had a big cock. Ben told him he should show us. He replied only if we showed him ours. We have well paid jobs. We are the hip, gay couple, I guess. We live in the inner suburbs. We have cute dogs. We work at the same law firm “You know Ben’s wife worked here,” said Ben’s secretary Jesse Du Fray, to me on my first day. “His girlfriend.” “Everyo...

Working together turned out to be great. Of course, we work in different practise groups in the firm and in reality, we don’t, actually, see each other during the day. Except that time, we met up in the toilets on his floor and pulled each other off standing face to face in our suits, holding the backs of each other’s heads, covering one another’s mouths with our own mouth, as we came, so we didn’t call out. Ben panicked when he discovered a trail of cum down his blue trouser suit leg. Then he was at the sink scrubbing it with wet hand towel as I sat against the sink telling him that it would never come out. “Don’t joke,” he said. “I have a meeting…” The toilet door opened and one of the young grads, Michael Murphy, walked in. “Boys.” Ben straightened up instantly and pretended to be washing his hands. “Michael,” we both said. Michael walked through into the next chamber. (Do you like that, the multi chambered pissoir) Ben went straight back to scrubbing his trousers with wet paper tow...

I’d always got a bad feeling from Diedre, Ben’s mum. It wasn’t anything specifically, just a feeling I got from her, but she always said she was fine with her boy being a shirt lifter, or more to the point, she didn’t say she did have a problem with it. I’ve always loved that expression, shirt lifter, it’s quite descriptive, don’t you think? I’ve ‘lifted’ Ben’s shirt many a times, as he has ‘lifted’ mine. We like what we see when we lift each other’s shirt tail. And what is under Ben’s shirt tail is one of the best you’ve ever seen. Lick it, run your fingers up through it, slide a digit into it and listen to how his breathing changes when you play with it. Wait for him to ask me to do to him what I know he wants me to do to him. His gay epiphany came when he was getting done to him what a boy can do and a girl cannot. I’m sure Diedre can’t stand to think about that. And they always seem to think about that, the homophobic, the morally outraged, the mothers just being told about their s...

Saturday night we were out at a party. It was one of Ben’s friends from his straight life. A party full of a bunch of straight boys, you’d think I’d be excited. They were a nice bunch, as it turned out. They made a few jokes about Ben’s new orientation. Something about him being lucky as guys always wanted sex, so he’d be getting a lot. You know, guys are uncomplicated. “You wanna fuck?” “Yep.” The boys all laughed. It must make a great change from dealing with girls and the games they play, another one said. “Pizza, beer and you get your cock sucked without asking,” joked Jeff. “It must be a revelation?” asked Biff. “Sure,” said Ben. All his buddies gave him a big group hug to show him they still loved him. I’m not sure they would have put it that way, but that is what they were saying. I thought it was sweet. The girlfriends didn’t seem to have much of an opinion about it, well, not collectively. However, most of them told Ben that they loved Ben and they still loved Ben no matter wh...

Amy found out she was pregnant. “I thought she was a lesbian?” I said. “Me too,” said Ben.  The thing is, she’d had sex with three guys. She had unprotected sex with three guys while she knew she was off the pill. What is that, I asked? She goes off the pill, and she still has sex with guys?  It was really only two guys, she thought, as she didn’t fuck Ben at the time to make a baby. “That was just to say good bye,” she told Ben. It turned out to be a genuine Mama Mia moment, though. Apparently, it was deliberate. She and her girlfriend wanted a baby. Amy wanted a baby. She told Ben it was her last hurrah of her heterosexuality. Apparently, it was just for old time sake with Ben, the day before they split up. She’d gone off the pill, but she didn’t think she could get pregnant that quickly. It was only two guys that were deliberate, in her mind. It was her personal trainer, Shane. And it was her next door neighbour after an afternoon of sunbaking. The two guys had to be tested...