(Editor’s note: This is the first of a two-part feature on open relationships.) Boy meets boy. Boy likes boy.
For the first time in a long time, boy feels that thing, that connection, that spark with boy. Then one day boy grabs dinner with boy.
Boy’s smiles and laughs throughout are equal parts sincere and excited. Boy wonders, is this the one? After all this time, has it finally happened?
Boy takes boy home. Boys cuddle. Boys kiss. Boys have amazing sex. And in the glowing aftermath of what can only be described as a perfect night, boy spots an unnoticed ring. “What’s that?” boy asks. “My wedding ring,” the other replies. “I thought you knew.” When I returned to D.C.