The one I’m ashamed of
I’ve had a lot of unexpected sexual encounters but this one I’m not particularly proud of. When I was 7 I met my best friend, Jason. We played baseball together and slept at each other’s houses almost every weekend. He and I were pretty inseparable. He lived in the same apartment complex that I lived in so we were never really that far away from each other. We became even closer when his dad started dating my mom. The relationship didn’t last more than 2 months but for a short time we pretended to be brothers. A few years after, I asked my mom why they broke up and she told me that he was gay. By the time I was 15, Jason’s dad was out and had a boyfriend living with him. Jason’s mom …