I thought moving back in with my parents, between law school and a new career, was going to be boring. Then I met Matt Jones; talented engineer and hot wrestling coach. I liked him, and the feeling was mutual. We hit it off and struck up an easy friendship. Jill, my college friend-with-benefits, joked one day that Matt would be an ideal guy with whom to pop my gay cherry. Did she have a point? Or was it just more of our free and fluid banter? I began to wonder if my sexual interest in Matt was also mutual. Strangely, however, Matt didn't seem to realize just how attractive, or talented, he was. And his relationship with his wife appeared oddly distant and strained...
