I hadn't chatted to my friend Jeff in a while, so we were due to catch up with each other. We were both really busy so on the phone he suggested I meet him in a park, where he walks his dogs.

An elaboration of my other story about Jeff. We were purely platonic pals from high school. Two straight guys regularly meeting up and having a good time, or so it seemed on the outside. You see,

“God Dave, I can’t believe how hot this is getting me.” We were alone in Dave’s house. I was sitting on the edge of my friend’s bed, in his and his wife’s bedroom.