Gay

I saw him again in the wine aisle and my stomach flipped. Thirty years without hearing from him, and suddenly an invitation to the bar changed everything.

I came as a colleague’s plus-one, with no invite of my own. Three hours later I was locked in a penthouse with two porn stars and no intention of leaving.

When he told me there was no rush, I knew that night was going to change everything. Mauricio looked at me like a lion looks at a gazelle that has already stopped running.

I arrived with two bottles of champagne to break the ice, but it was Marina who took control from the very first kiss and made it clear she was in charge that night.

For weeks I couldn’t get that man out of my head. One day I took the bus, called Bruno, and went back to the farm without telling anyone.

They knew him as the good-natured old man on the corner, the one who greeted everyone and never raised his voice. One closed afternoon was enough to discover the man he really was.

She left at midmorning and the apartment fell silent. Only he and I remained, and what had been awakened the night before could no longer be ignored.

It was July and we were both sweating. I’d been doing this for only a short time and still had a lot to learn, but that night the woman watched me from the chair as if I were the main course.

Ramiro texted me that he’d decide in the moment whether he wanted the happy ending. Neither of us imagined how far we’d go that Thursday afternoon.

Each mark the ropes leave on my skin brings me a little closer to the abyss. But it’s the only thing that silences his voice... the voice of the man I let die.

Tomás came out of the shower naked and said why should he get dressed if we were going to strip him anyway. That night in the cabin, none of the four of us thought about sleeping.

When lockdown was lifted, I’d been holding out for too long. I went out determined to find what I needed, never imagining it would be three at once.

Daniel forbade me to touch myself while he fucked me. The rule held until the night the trucker came back early and caught us in the bathroom.

Widowed, out of date, and alone, Rodrigo just wanted to blow off steam on a Saturday night. He never expected the stranger at the bar to offer him something he’d never considered.

A burst pipe forced the men to sleep together. Toni on one side, me on the other, and between us, Sergio... who wasn’t sleeping quite as soundly as we thought.

Having one cock in my ass and another in my mouth wasn’t my plan for Saturday. But I walked into the sauna, exchanged two looks, and everything changed.

I was twenty-one, coming off a disastrous year, and desperate to be distracted. That June afternoon, one different message changed everything.

We crossed the ocean to celebrate our twenty-first birthdays with them. When we came downstairs dressed, the two of them were waiting, and I knew nothing would ever be the same.

He lived three doorways away from me and only wanted porn and mutual wanking. What I learned about him that afternoon changed everything between us.

That night I put on the flesh-colored tights, the golden little jacket, and the long-haired wig. I had no idea the costume would unleash what it did.