“Dude, seriously, you can’t avoid me forever.” John looked up from his cereal to see Danny standing over him at the table, clad in a pair of loose cotton sleeping pants. John frowned and went back to breakfast. Danny’s slender torso came into view as he sat next to John on the couch, and his arms folded. John imagined that he could see every freckle on Danny’s chest, nestled in the sparse brush of wiry hair that ran in a trail all the way to his waistband.
John grunted and turned up the volume on the TV.
It wasn’t a staring contest, so much as it was a try-not-to-stare contest. John concentrated on moving the cereal from the bowl to his mouth and ignoring his roommate. It wasn’t easy, not with Danny’s intense stare making his hands shake. He could feel his dick twitch in his loose pajama pants, and he willed it to leave him the fuck alone, because now was not the time.
“I knew it,” Danny said after a moment, sitting back with a sigh. “You’re all fucked up about the fact that I’m bisexual.”
John stopped eating, stopped breathing and it was all he could do to swallow his mouthful of corn flakes. He chanced a glance at his friend, and saw Danny shaking his head.
“Seriously, you think I can’t tell? You avoided me all goddamn night last night, and now you won’t even talk to me this morning. I know you better than pretty much everyone except your mom, you know.”
“No, I’m not.” John put the spoon back in the bowl and the bowl on the coffee table. He still avoided looking at Danny, and that seemed to only make him angrier.
“Bullshit, you aren’t. We were looking forward to watching the Knicks game for two weeks and then you bailed on me? What am I supposed to think?”
“I was tired!” John could feel his temper fraying. “Am I not allowed to be tired now? I’d just like a single good night’s sleep without you bothering me about it!”
“I’m bothered because you’re my friend and now you’re going out of the way to not talk to me, John.”
“Danny,” he said, stopping the words short. “I just want to eat my cereal and watch some TV. I don’t want to talk to you about my feelings. Can we not have a chick-flick moment here?”
“Really? You’re going to blow me off? Fine.” Danny shifted his legs out from underneath himself and stormed back into his bedroom. The door banged open and Danny came back out a moment later wearing a tank top, shorts, and carrying his sneakers.
“I’m going for a run.” The door slammed behind him, leaving John alone with his cereal and his thoughts. He sighed and went to take a cold shower.
John and his best friend Danny have been roommates since they both graduated college. One evening, Danny admits that he’s bisexual, a fact that throws John into a tailspin of lust after he wakes up from a steamy dream involving his best friend.
Will John act on his desires? Find out in this sizzling erotic short story by JJ Collins.
(Warning: this erotic short story contains explicit descriptions of oral sex, frottage, and other forms of intimate contact. Mature audiences only!)