“I…I…” I gulped and tried again. “Of course, I love you, Jack. I love you like a brother, a best buddy, a…”
He shut me up by leaning into me and covering me mouth with his own. I froze. When the shock passed, I noticed that it wasn’t all that distasteful. When his tongue invaded my mouth, I pushed him away forcefully.
“What the f**k! Stop that, you i***t. Somebody might see!”
“Then let’s go somewhere else. Let’s go to my dad’s fishing shack at the lake.”
“Don’t be an ass. I’m not going anywhere with you acting like you are. Straighten up, man.”
“Are you hard, Tru?”
“What?” I practically shrieked.
“I am, are you?”
“No!” I said, realizing it was only half true. I’d stiffened a little. Unconvinced, he placed a hand on my fly. Frantically, I batted it away. “Stop that!”
“You are,” he
