I went to my gay friend\'s house and ended up eating him.

Since the one he considered his best friend had told the world that he was gay everything between the two had changed, although he tried to behave as before having that information made him too nervous, as much as what he felt and tried to hide. That's why that afternoon when he arrived home to visit him, he could no longer hide what he feared. The two of them in the dark in his room confessed all those thoughts and feelings they shared but had wanted to forget. Little by little the feeling grew and they both threw themselves into losing themselves in the perversion they both felt for each other.