Rough Heat

by Marina Vivancos

It all of a sudden became too much, head spinning. “Wait,” he said, and for the first time in his life, that word made the people he was with stop what they were doing immediately.

Most days, he felt spread thin, like people were taking bits of him and not giving anything back. For now, though, he could pretend he was whole, and that he could give it all to whomever he wanted.

“We saw a guy getting fisted,” was what Leo had to say. “Like…on the street?” Damon blinked. Josh burst out laughing, Leo chuckling along. “Baby, come on. At the show.” “Oh, okay. That makes total sense now,” Damon responded sarcastically. “To be fair,” Leo said, “it actually would have been more normal to see that in a New York park than in a fucking theatre.”