Sinful Addiction
They had spent the last hour teasing him mercilessly about his lack of experience.
“I really want to have sex with Sheryl,” Chris admitted quietly once the others had left, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. “But I’m kinda shy about it. I don’t even know how to kiss properly. I always freeze up.”
His friends had laughed even harder, clapped him on the back, and eventually headed out for the night, still teasing him as they left.
Only Ryan stayed behind. He was Chris’s closest friend since high school, calm, confident, and openly gay. Ryan sat on the couch beside him, watching him with a soft, amused smile.