It was around ten at night. Ben had just dropped Amy off at her house after a movie. He drove past Ricky walking by himself and looking very depressed.
He stopped his car.
"Ricky, is that you?"
"Yeah, hey."
"Is…something wrong?"
"Kind of, but, nothing you can help with."
"Are you sure?"
"Can you drive me home? It's just a little while away…"
"Yeah, sure, hop in."
They were on their way. Ricky asked Ben to take the long way, he decided to talk about it after all.
"So what's bothering you?"
"It's just…I finally figured out why I can never be happy with any girl I'm with."
"Why, may I ask?'
"I think…I think I'm…gay."
"What?!"
"Please don't tell anyone."
"I wouldn't, but are you serious?"
"I'm 99 percent sure."
"What about the other one percent?"
"I haven't had the chance to prove it yet."
"Well, do you want one?"
"You wouldn't…"
Ben stopped the car along a back road.
"Well, you know, if it's to help a friend…"
Ben kissed Ricky.
Ricky was sure now, he'd never felt any like this when he kissed Adrian or Grace.
Ricky moved his hands to Ben's dark blue, zip up hoodie. He unzipped it and took it off, then Ben's t-shirt came next.
Ben's stripped Ricky of his sweatshirt and t-shirt. He unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans while Ricky did the same to his.
Ricky flipped Ben onto his stomach and laid him across the front seat. Ricky pulled down Ben's jeans and boxers.
Ricky straddled him and started doing what he does best.
Ben had never even considered it before, but just something about Ricky…
Ben moaned and gasped with every thrust.
After about and hour they'd finally had enough.
Ben was on his way again, driving Ricky home.
"I think I might wanna break up with Amy. I'd never considered a guy before but…that was awesome."
"I aim to please."