Girls were fine. They were normal, safe. He could drown out those unsavory, wrong desires of his own with them even if, he was coming to realize, they weren't his preference. They were nice, soft. There was nothing soft about Stu and the difference between kissing any of the girls he had been with and actually kissing his best friend had his head spinning.
"Maybe later." He teased as he took ahold of Stu's shirt, pulling the other down on top him as Stu's mouth crashed into his own once more. He probably shouldn't still be jealous of Tatum when he was sucking face with her boyfriend but Billy was set on showing Stu just how much better things could be with him.