Micky fidgets uneasily. I probably shouldn’t even be here talking to him about this stuff. I try to keep things light and airy with him, knowing how easily he gets uncomfortable. Me coming in here and talking about spontaneous dick sucking is going to send him over the edge. “Sorry, buddy. We can talk about something else.” “No, it’s okay. I’m glad you told me. I’m sorry you felt like you couldn’t talk to anyone—to me—though. I…” He laughs awkwardly, turning away and staring at the opposite wall. When he speaks again, his voice is so small I can barely hear the words. “I like men, too.”
