Mack slowly eased from under the covers of his bed, as if unsure whether or not to lie down next to me. Porn (You probably guessed, I completely welcomed the idea.) My brain was going wild. I only just recently decided to come out to a couple of my most trusted and understanding friends. It’s not like they’re religious or anything like that, I guess most of them just think it’s weird. It was a brotherly sort of thing, you know? God, I hadn’t been here in years. He did that on purpose, didn’t he? For years I’ve been dreaming about getting out of the “friend zone” with Mack, admiring him from afar, not creeping, but stealing covert glance at him from over the top of my monitor, or listening in
