Cody thought for a bit. “I didn’t
even know I was bi,” he said. “Gay. Whatever.
I had girlfriends. I never had
sex with a man. I used to get crushes on
guys at school. I thought everybody did
that. Felt that. That it was just an intense friendship. And then at uni, there was this bloke, Camden. We were friends. I dunno about best friends, but close. I was
over at his place and we were stoned and drunk.
Not drunk. Tipsy. Just the two of us. And then he said to me, ‘have you ever been
with a bloke?’ and I said ‘no’ but it was exciting. I popped an instant rexie. And then he said, ‘do you wanna?’ and I said
yes.”
“What happened?” Luigi was
absurdly jealous of this man who had been Cody’s lover. He had to struggle not to let his jealousy
show.
“We fucked whenever we could.
Well, I dunno. We just used to
pull each other’s wires. And kiss. That was the best bit. It didn’t seem gay, you know. I know that sounds stupid, but, ‘gay’ to us
was oral sex. Or anal.”
“And the kissing?”
“Yeah.” Cody grinned, a little
sadly. “That should have alerted
me. It was so … good.”
“Are you still friends?”
Cody shook his head. He looked
away.
Luigi leaned over and kissed him his ear.
When Cody turned to look at him, his eyes were brimming.
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