When I started having trouble getting erections, my wife started thinking I was having an affair. When she threw me out for it, I just went, unable to tell her the truth: it wasn't that I wasn't attracted to HER, it was that I wasn't attracted to WOMEN.
For years, I'd been hiding from everybody (including myself) that I thought I was gay.
Out of the house and with nowhere to go, I wind up at my friend John's apartment. John was a good guy, but I couldn't stay with him long. I was off women just then, and John was a man-whore, willing to sleep with anything female.
At least, that's what I thought...
Story length: Approx. 5,800 words
