Noah Could Never

by Simon James Green

With permission apparently granted, Pierre came up and enveloped Noah in his arms, pressing himself tight against him, breathing heavily into Noah’s neck. They stood like that for what felt like minutes. But it was a “friends” hug, so it was fine. Just friends, saying goodbye. Just friends, who may totally coincidentally have had hard-ons, saying thanks for a nice evening, and I’ll see you tomorrow. Totally fine.