Supervising Straight Boy

"If they say you're my whore, admit it to me." A warm whisper sounded in his ear, and then, a firm and muscular body pressed up from behind. "You're mine, Blue Eyes. Remember, you're mine."

Sage woke up suddenly and stared at the ceiling for a long time in bewilderment before remembering where he was.By the way, he is in his bedroom.He's out of prison, it's over, he's free.

He finally got rid of him.

Sage heard a soft breathing sound from his ear, and turned his head.

Laura was sleeping next to him, her face was peaceful and beautiful, and her porcelain-like skin shone softly in the moonlight outside the window.

ended.

It's all over.

Sage spent the next few minutes brainwashing himself, but to no avail: he was still on edge, jittery, anyway.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to keep up with his girlfriend's breathing.

Still useless.

Maybe Laura was right and he really needed to see a therapist.

"Prisoner is a traumatic experience," she had told him the other day. "Honey, a psychiatrist can help you."

miserable experience.

Sai Qi twitched the corner of his mouth. Although she didn't know anything, sometimes he always felt that his girlfriend should be suspicious.Laura never asked, but she was no fool.He had some... problems, and she should have sensed that he was having a bad time in prison.There's a good chance she felt he was raped.

A wry laugh stuck in Sage's throat.How did she know.Think of Laura's face when she found out the truth...he was flushed with shame.He's not a homophobic guy, and he thinks there's nothing wrong with being gay, except that he's not gay.He always thought of himself as a straight man.

What would mom think if she was still alive?

Sage swallowed hard.She had been dead for a year—he was still in jail—and he was numb to heartache now, but every now and then when he was lost in thought alone like this, he thought of her.

Sage sighed, lay down and buried his head in the pillow.He closed his eyes and counted the rhythm of his breathing, trying to figure out how many times he had breathed.Still useless.The pillows, the sheets are too soft, and the room is too warm.

Damn.

A whole year.He's only been in prison for a year, and everything about him—his freedom, his girlfriend Laura, their relationship—still feels so unreal.Sometimes, he even felt that everything around him would suddenly disappear, turning into a small and cold prison, where a domineering arm rested heavily on his belly.

Sage cursed under his breath.No, he couldn't think back, couldn't think of him anymore.It was all over and he was normal again.

He is really normal.

***

Laura was beautiful, with a slim, well-proportioned figure and curvy body, a beauty that would make any normal man salivate.

However, Sage looked desperately at the unresponsive little brother, and turned away again.He sat up and wiped his face with his hands in frustration. "sorry."

Laura sighed heavily behind her. "Do you want to talk to me?"

"No," he replied, getting out of bed, flushed with embarrassment, and pulling on his trousers with his back to her.He couldn't look at her at all.

"I really think you need to see a therapist," she said carefully.

He hated the tone.She treats him like a terminally ill person.Maybe he was really too sick.

"I don't need a therapist," Sage remarked.

"Be reasonable," she said. "It's been five months, and your problem still hasn't been resolved. I don't mean... this, I mean your alienated attitude. I even need your permission to stay overnight! You hardly sleep, even if you fall asleep , and kept moaning in my sleep, as if it was in pain. Besides, you don't want to communicate with me, I can hardly feel your presence when we are together!"

Sage was angry. "If I'm such a sucker, why are you still wasting your time here?"

His words brought a moment of silence.

"You want me to leave? Is that what you want?"

Sage turned away with a sigh and walked towards her. "I'm sorry," he said, hugging her. "I didn't mean to. I'm sorry, but you know I love you."

He buried his face in her sweet hair and closed his eyes.She was so weak and thin in his arms, as if she would break if touched.

This doesn't feel right, a voice in his head whispers to him.

Sage bit his lip hard, opened his eyes and said. "I'm going to see a psychiatrist."

***

"Describe him to me," Dr. Richardson said to him in a pleasant, friendly voice.

Sage wondered: Is this vocal technique also trained.Probably.

"Who?" he asked, looking down at his hands.

"Xavier, that cellmate you live with. What's your relationship like?"

Sage shrugged, still looking at his hands. "Ordinary."

Dr. Richardson sighed. "Sage, you have to tell me the truth. There's no point in lying all the way here. I'm willing to help you. Everything you say is confidential."

Sage glanced at her.The female doctor's eyes met his, and it seemed that she was sincere.

"You really won't tell my girlfriend what I said?"

"No. In our business, trust is very important. I will not violate the principle of confidentiality between doctors and patients, so please describe Xavier to me."

Sage's eyes returned to his hands. "What do you want to ask?"

"Did you have sex with him?"

Sage licked his lips. "How did you guess that?" he muttered.

"You needn't be ashamed," said Dr. Richardson sympathetically. "If you didn't encounter such a thing, I would feel very strange, after all, your appearance is very attractive."

Sage chuckled. "Thanks."

"You really don't have to feel ashamed. Research shows that at least 20.00% of prisoners have experienced forced sex. The real number is even higher, because most prisoners are unwilling to admit the truth, fearing that they will be forced to have sex if they are found out by others. It's ruined."

Sage continued to look at his hands.

Dr. Richardson sighed again. "Well, please describe Xavier in three words."

"Bastard," said Sage. "Confident, strong." Then he frowned. "Actually not very strong, and I don't know why I use that word. To be honest, he is tall and well-proportioned, but he is not as strong as a bear."

Female doctor writes something in a notebook. "Do you think you hate him?"

Sage smiled. "What do you think? Of course I hate him. He—he made me—his personal property, and everyone knew about it." He clenched his fists as he spoke.

For a moment of silence, Sage looked up at his therapist.

"Sage," she said at last. "I'm going to ask you a question, but first I want to tell you that I didn't mean to offend you. It doesn't matter what you answer."

He had a sense of foreboding. "Well, ask."

"Do you feel pleasure in your body when you have sex with your cellmate?"

Sage gasped. "I'm straight."

"That's not what I asked," she said softly. "Sex with a skilled partner, whether male or female, can be pleasurable."

"At that time... it didn't feel bad."

"Have you had an orgasm yet?"

Sage looked away, to the window, then to the bookcase. "Yes," he replied with a strange tone.

"So, is he a caring sexual partner?"

"Not really."

She thought about what he said quietly before speaking. "You mean, even though he was rough on you, you still had an orgasm?"

"Is this question interesting?" Sage asked excitedly, blushing.

Dr. Richardson watched him for a while. "Well, since you don't want to talk about it, let's not talk about it this time. Let's talk about your girlfriend."

"Laura? What's the matter with her?"

"Do you love her?"

"Of course," Sage replied quickly. "We've been dating for years."

Dr. Richardson looked at him steadily, and he felt a little uneasy. "Did you have sex with your girlfriend after you got out of prison?"

Sage writhed uneasily. "Of course there is."

"Do you feel as satisfied as before?"

He folded his hands on his chest and asked, "What kind of question is this?"

"It's a simple question. Please answer me honestly, and I won't have any opinion of you."

Sage hesitated. "It feels okay," he said awkwardly. "but……"

The doctor waited patiently.

"But it doesn't feel right," said Sage finally, without looking at her.

"Not quite right?"

"I feel... as if something is missing."

"Can you be more specific?"

The calm and professional voice of the female doctor encouraged him.

"When... when that... I mean the one who took the initiative, it didn't feel right. She wanted me to take the initiative to have sex with her, to do foreplay and to please her, but..." He stopped, The next words were too shy to say.

"But you're used to being the one who takes it," Dr. Richardson said for him.

Hearing this, Sage flinched. He was a little thankful that at least she hadn't said that she was used to being penetrated by a cock.

"That's right," he answered her hesitantly, lowering his head.

The female doctor said to him in a cautious tone, "I think you should talk to your girlfriend about this issue. Maybe she would like to play the active role."

Sage was sure his ears must be red by now. "You should be offering me treatment instead of giving me this advice, right?"

"Sexual preferences can't be 'cured', there's nothing wrong with wanting to play a passive role in sex, your sexual preferences just change."

Sage's fingers pinched his thigh. "Okay, I'll talk to Laura." With that, he stood up.

she said with a smile. "Then I'll see you next week, Sage."

***

A week later, Sage was sitting in the same chair again, staring at Dr. Richardson face to face.

"Have you talked to your girlfriend yet?" she asked.

"Talk."

"Does she agree with your proposal?"

"Ah."

A moment of silence.

"Sage, I need you to say more. Remember, I'm a doctor, and you don't need to be ashamed of me."

Sage took a deep breath.She's right: she's a doctor, and she probably hears weirder things every day than what happens to her. "We tried it. Laura was kind of excited because we'd never played like this before."

"Are you satisfied?"

Sage paused. "It's a little better than before." But this good means that he can now maintain an erection.But it still feels uncomfortable and weird.He closed his eyes and lay passively, letting her do what she wanted to him, let her use her body, but it still didn't feel right.She was light, too thin, too soft.

"I see," Richardson snapped. "Did Laura and you try a second time?"

"No."

"why?"

"It feels so weird. It's...unsatisfying." And it was.He did, but the orgasm was the worst he'd ever had in his life.Not happy at all.Afterwards, Sage felt so uneasy and sick that he couldn't even look Laura in the eye.She didn't say anything, but from then on, she always looked hesitant and preoccupied.

"Did you visit him in prison?"

Sage grabbed the armrest. "Why are you going?"

"Maybe, to untangle some knots. How was it when you were apart?"

Sage bit his lip. "Not very pleasant. He... ignored me for a few days when I was getting out of prison." This attitude made him very disturbed, very disturbed, more disturbed than it seemed.He told himself he was happy with the change, but it felt weird without Xavier's arms around him.Xavier didn't touch him for two days, but when Sage was about to leave, Xavier grabbed him, kissed him hard on the lips, and gave him a punishing, angry and rude kiss.Sage could only open his lips and hold him tightly.In the end, it was Xavier who pushed him hard enough to end the kiss. "Get the fuck out of here, blue eyes."

The memory made him feel so bad that his stomach throbbed.

"Are you happy when you're separated?" Dr. Richardson asked him

Sage said with his head down. "Of course."

"Sage," Richardson said, slightly reproachfully.

"Then what do you want me to say?" He suddenly raised his head, his tone very aggressive. "Do you want me to say that I want to spend my life in prison and have my ass fucked by my cellmates?"

"If you really think so, I want you to say so." She answered him calmly, without panic.

Sage laughed, his laugh sharp and dry.

He kept laughing and couldn't stop.

"I don't know," he finally said after the laughter died down. "Prison drives me nuts, you don't know what's going on. He... he's the only one who keeps me sane, the only one who keeps me alive. But I hate him, I hate him Turned me into his personal belongings. I don't want to, I'm just a normal person, I'm normal, I'm not the kind of man who can't sleep without being played by another man." Sage said, feeling The whole face was burning.

But Richardson remained unflappable. "I see." She said as she wrote something in her notebook. "At that time... did he play with other cellmates?"

Sage pursed his lips. "No."

"how do you know?"

Sage smiled helplessly.Because he fucks me most of the time. "You don't know what prison life is like. There are no secrets there. I was the only one he touched."

Richardson studied him, tilting his head slightly. "What would you do if you saw him again?"

Sage stared at her. "I, I don't know. I should ignore him. I'm a normal person now. I've returned to a normal life. I'll just ignore that bastard, but it's useless to say that... I doubt it will ever Will see him again."

He was dead wrong.

***

After the treatment that night, Sage headed home as usual.It was already dark, and he quickened his pace.This area is not a safe place even in broad daylight, and after a year in prison, he still feels a little scared in the dark.

Sage chose to walk through the park—the shortest route home—but soon regretted it.The park is dark and silent, with only a few dimly lit street lights beside the road.Not even a person.

But he felt that someone was watching him.

The feeling made him shudder.

Sage picked up his speed again.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, his heart beat faster and faster. If the pace went any faster, he would start running, so he could only keep walking, telling himself not to think too much.A year in jail won't make you a coward, damn it.He can take care of himself.

"Rushing home to meet your little girlfriend?"

Sage stopped abruptly, his blood was boiling in his body, his pulse quickened, and his heart beat like a drum.He stopped, motionless, waiting for the sound of footsteps behind him to approach him.

Then, he turned around slowly.

The man was still the same as Sai Qi remembered, with a tall figure and strong arms, but with longer black hair and a bearded face. It was incredible to meet him again.

Xavier stopped a few steps away from him.Sai Qi only saw the other party's black eyes wandering around his body, but couldn't see the other party's expression.

Sage folded his arms. "How... how did you escape from prison? How did you find me?"

"I didn't run away," Xavier said, with an incomprehensible expression. "Also, why do you think I'm looking for you?"

Sage said contemptuously. "Hehe, so we met by chance. I believe you have a ghost."

Xavier raised his hand, hooked Sage's chin, squeezed it hard, and the trembling feeling climbed Sage's back.Xavier raised his eyebrows and smiled mockingly. "You're just one of the toys I've played with during my six years in prison. You're nothing special, blue eyes."

Sage opened his mouth, closed it again, and glared at it. "Okay, do you think I care? We're out of jail, it's over, I'm straight."

"I'm straight, too," Xavier said.

"That's good."

"That's great."

Xavier stepped forward, closing the distance between them.

Sage licked his lips, his heart pounding. "Xavier?"

Xavier looked at him, eyes filled with endless darkness.

Sage felt a wave of heat rushing up his body, a subtle throbbing in his stomach.

Time passed by, and as the atmosphere between them became more and more tense, the air seemed to become heavy and difficult to breathe.

Does Xavier have to stand this close?

Damn, go, he said angrily in his heart.He wasn't Xavier's property anymore, he was a normal guy.

However, he still seems to have not escaped the shackles during this six months of freedom.His body couldn't move, and he kept shaking.

Xavier's gaze locked on the tense throbbing artery in Sage's throat.

Suddenly, he lowered his face and buried his nose in the socket of Sage's neck.God, Sage took a deep breath, but couldn't control the trembling desire in his body, and was deeply tormented.

They can't.He can't do this.It's over, he should take care of himself.

But Xavier kept rubbing against the side of his neck, hot breath irritating his skin, Sage couldn't go, he didn't have the strength to leave.He put his arms around Xavier, wrapping his arms gently around his waist.

Xavier stood still for a moment, then pulled him into his arms, holding him tight until Sage couldn't breathe.Sage closed his eyes, felt the warm and strong body of the other party, smelled his scent, and almost whimpered in Xavier's arms.Xavier's nose was behind Sage's ear, and he was breathing heavily.Oh my god, Xavier was so close to him, he was so ecstatic as if he had taken drugs, his body was numb, and he fell into a subtle dizziness.Sai Qi also tightened his hands, as if he couldn't hug enough.His ribs ached and he could barely breathe, but he didn't care.

"Baby." Xavier's kiss gradually fell on the side of his neck, along the line of his jaw, and slowly came to his lips.

His lips tingled with desire, and Sage turned his head and kissed his lips.Xavier took a breath in the kiss, fixed Sage's face with both hands, licked his upper lip, stuck his tongue into his mouth, and kissed him deeply.Sage snorted, gasping wistfully, and would be ashamed of the low desire in his voice if it wasn't for the sound of blood rushing through his head and Xavier's muscular body against him.He wanted him, wanted to feel him.He wanted him, wanted him now.

As if in a dream, he knelt down on the spot, in the deserted park, hungrily rubbing his nose against the outside of Xavier's jeans and rubbing against his cock inside.

He looked up, and Xavier ran his fingers through his hair, pushing Sage's face into the bulge of his jeans.

"Come on," he gasped, looking at him the whole time.

Sage swallowed, grabbed the cuff of Xavier's jeans, and unbuttoned them, his fingers trembling.

Sage struggled for a long time but couldn't untie his pants chain. Xavier growled angrily, and pulled down the zipper himself, ripped off his underwear, and took off his jeans to his thighs.

Sage stared at Xavier's strong, hairy thighs, at his thick, long cock, the red head protruding from the foreskin, and he felt like drooling.He leaned forward, pressed his nose against the wrinkled skin of Xavier's cock, and took a deep breath.Xavier's smell was so strong, so good, Sage moaned, fingers began to rub Xavier's thigh.

He pulled Xavier's thigh away, following his scent, licking his balls eagerly and hungrily.God, he missed this feeling so much.

"Sage...fuck."

Sage was hungry and thirsty, as if in a fog, and Xavier's voice was so distant, so unreal.It wasn't until Xavier grabbed his hair and pulled his head back that he recovered from the pain, and Sage blinked and whimpered in his throat, wanting—so wanting...

Xavier looked down at him, and Sage looked at him greedily, Xavier cursed under his breath, took his own cock and thrust it into Sage's mouth.

God.He loved the way his mouth filled with cock, and the way Xavier's fingers gripped his head firmly.He closed his eyes, licked the slippery glans, and another familiar smell and touch came to his heart.It's been too long.He licked and licked and tasted the precum on Xavier's eye, conscious only of the cock in his lips.Xavier grunted and stretched his fingers in Sage's hair.Sage sucked hard on the cock in his mouth, swallowed, and fucked his cock deeper into his mouth.His own cock was erect, achingly hard and throbbing.It's not enough, he wants more, he wants to play something different.

Sage's hand reached back, grasping the firm buttocks just below Xavier's ass, feeling the tautness of his body.Sage pulled hard, and Xavier almost lost his balance, pushing his penis deep into his mouth. Sage was choked for a moment, and at this time, he heard Xavier's eagerness clearly again. the sound of.He thinks it's all worth it, even if his jaw is sore, he can only suck air through his nose, and he's dizzy from lack of oxygen.

But it didn't take long - too early - for Xavier to find his rhythm, and he stepped back, trying to get his cock out.

No.

Sage opened his mouth a little wider, looking up into Xavier's bleary eyes.

fuck me.fuck me.

Xavier took a sharp breath.

"I can't help myself," Xavier said through gritted teeth. "Not now. I'll hurt you, damn it."

Then hurt me.

Just like that, Sage looked him in the eyes, pulled his thighs closer, and fucked his cock into his mouth, forcing him into his mouth, harder and harder, until Xavier finally surrendered, wanton Gallop - He takes Sage by the head and fucks his mouth hard.Sage kept moaning with his cock in his mouth, enjoying the feeling of being pushed open. It almost took his breath away, made him shiver, and made his erection ache against his pants.He has longed for this feeling for too long, he wants to become an object that others use to vent, a hole, he wants to become his thing.

Then Xavier fucked wilder and wilder, and the thought of being so weak and helpless under Xavier, letting him fuck his cock in his mouth and down his throat made Sage even better up.Xavier can suffocate him - he can do anything.He could do it, though he wouldn't, and the thought made Sage shudder.

Sage felt that Xavier was about to come, he could feel it in Xavier's staccato panting and rapid thrusting rhythm.He was ready, so Xavier started to fuck his mouth harder, Sage didn't panic at all as the jerk got more and more chaotic, just relaxed his throat to meet the rushing cock, letting it in and out.Xavier grabbed Sage's hair and continued to thrust his cock down his throat and into the narrow passage. Then, with a near-screaming scream, he thrust his crotch into Sage's mouth .Sage swallowed his cum greedily, devouring hungrily.God.

Sage sighed softly, letting the limp cock slowly slip out of his mouth.

The opponent's hand held his cheek, and Sage immediately stuck it up like a cat, his skin was tight and overly sensitive due to stimulation.

"Good boy," Xavier whispered hoarsely.

The scene of reality rushed into his mind instantly, and Sai Qi opened his eyes suddenly.He just sucked and cummed his ex-cell friend in the park like a— like a dick-fetish slut.If anyone saw it, if it was known--if Laura knew...

Guilt tangled in his stomach, making him want to throw up, and Sage struggled to his feet, flushed and achingly hard.

"This—this never happened," he said hoarsely. "It was a mistake, don't come to me, I'm straight."

Xavier pulled up his trousers and pulled Sage into his arms. "You can say whatever you want to yourself," he said in a low voice, pinching Sage's chin. "But you are mine and will always be mine, that's why you suck my dick, because my dick belongs to your mouth." He said, rubbing Sage's ass with the other hand confidently and domineeringly. , the voice became deeper, "Belongs to your body."

Xavier slid his fingers into Sage's pants and slid into his buttocks, making Sage groan.

"Fuck you," he cursed weakly, but his knees gave way as he swallowed the intruding fingers back.He wants, wants him—

No, think of Laura.

He breathed heavily and wobbled back. "Let me go, I have a girlfriend—I, I love her."

Xavier's mouth twisted. "Just comfort yourself like this, and play yourself while thinking about the picture of me fucking you."

He turned away.

Sage leaned back against the nearest tree and closed his eyes, still trembling with residual desire, disgusted and regretful.

He didn't know who he hated more now: Xavier or himself.

***

Sage told himself he wouldn't do that.He would never masturbate while fantasizing about Xavier fucking himself, he wouldn't.He wasn't a Xavier thing, not anymore.He's a normal guy, a normal man.

But that night, lying on the bed, his fingers went down and touched his anus.He rubbed his hole, inserted a finger, and the pleasure caused his cock to become erect.It didn't take long before he started fingering himself, thin, broken moans coming from between his lips, and he imagined Xavier's strong body on top of him, fucking him hard, harder and harder, to make himself feel good It's too bad.

He didn't even touch his own cock, it came out quickly and embarrassingly, his fingers still twisting at the hole and he wouldn't let go, even if he had an orgasm he still wasn't satisfied.He still wants it.

"I hate you," he whispered into the darkness.

I need you.

***

Someone once said that most people would rather lie than face the truth.

Sage didn't deny it.At least he himself felt that he did not deny it.He's still honest, he admits that after being fucked for a year...and not particularly hating that feeling, he's not straight out of it.Anyway, after what happened in the park last night, he's definitely not completely straight anymore.

The point is, Sage also felt that he wasn't gay, that he didn't want a man.Sai Qi secretly glanced at other men deliberately while working, but he felt that those men were completely unattractive, no matter how handsome they were, they couldn't attract him.

Damn, he even bought a GV to watch at home.

GV is disgusting and boring. Saiqi watched it for an hour and came to this conclusion.

He felt so bored that he could only lean back against the pillow and watch the film without interest.He looked at the two men making love on the screen, and he didn't feel aroused at all. A penis in and out of a hairy ass was not exciting at all.

It seems that I am definitely not gay, but straight.

But he still didn't feel relieved, on the contrary, he became more disturbed and confused.He couldn't figure it out.

Sage sighed and turned off the TV.

He closed his eyes and thought of Laura.Thinking of her soft plump lips, smooth skin, plump breasts, and the way she courted under her body and her slippery and tight vagina.

His cock was still limp.

But when he thought of someone's strong and heavy body pressing him down, spreading his legs with big hands, kissing him domineeringly, and ravaging him——

Sage opened his eyes, stared at the little tent on his trousers, and cursed through gritted teeth.fuck.

***

"Okay, what's going on?"

His girlfriend's questioning was very calm and restrained.The other party stood on the porch and stared at him, with an indecipherable expression on his beautiful face.

Sage reluctantly moved away to let Laura into his apartment. "I don't know what you're talking about," he asked awkwardly, not daring to meet her eyes.His stomach churned nervously, the kind of person he never thought he would become.

Laura smiled, not pleasantly, but harshly. "I'm not a fool. You've been hiding from me for a week, since—since we had sex."

His face turned ugly in an instant, and he had actually forgotten their last failed attempt to return to sex. "Not because of that."

"Why is that?" she demanded.

Sage turned away with a sigh, walked to the edge of the sofa, and collapsed on it.He lay on his back, closed his eyes and wiped his face with his hands.

"Don't leave me here!"

"I didn't," Sage muttered. "I just want to muster up the courage to tell you the truth."

The other party paused. "the truth?"

"Yes. There are still some things I haven't confessed to you." Sage bit the inner wall of his mouth hard, and tasted a bloody smell. "You've probably heard the rumors too—the kind that happens in prison." She took a sharp breath, but he managed to continue while he still had the guts to say it. "While I was in prison, I had sex with a man. I—I was his bitch. He could fuck me whenever he wanted and ordered me to do things. He used my body and was my master. Everyone all know."

Time passed by, and there was an unprecedented silence between them.

Finally, Laura finally spoke, but her reaction was beyond his expectation.

"You should have told me sooner," she said hoarsely. "I've felt that you have encountered this kind of thing a long time ago. You should have told me earlier. It's not your fault. You don't have to be ashamed—"

"but I like it."

His face was blushing, and he didn't look at her, nor did he dare to look at her.

"What?" she asked in a low voice.

Sage finally managed to meet her eyes. "I like it," he repeated, meeting her gaze.Strangely, he found that once he had admitted his feelings, it was not so difficult to speak up. "I also feel humiliated, angry, humiliated to death, but in my heart, I like it. I like it to belong to him."

Laura opened her mouth and closed it again.

"I like being fucked by other people," he heard his own confession, feeling as if his mouth was controlled by someone else.Or maybe that's what he meant.He probably just wanted to scare her, make her sick, and make her lose her temper with him.He deserves it.

She stared at him and said. "Why are you—why are you telling me this? You mean you're gay now?"

Sage let out a gruff laugh, straightened up, and shielded his eyes with his hands. "No, I don't think so. Men are not attractive to me. I won't get excited even watching GV. Maybe I didn't pick a good movie.