Backdoor Rapping

“He rapped me.”, Shay said.

I dropped his fork. “Excuse me?”

“Well, not really”

I rolled his eyes and kept working around my moshoo pork. “You know, I don’t think you’re supposed to toss that word around so lightly.”

“Well, he did, but its still felt good so whatever.”

Shay had been obsessed with this so called Enrique. I had not yet had the pleasure of meeting this Enrique, but neither did I have the time nor wished to meet him judging by the way he treated Shay. The moment Shay came out of the closet, it was Enrique who helped him edge his way out, and once Shay was apparently in love with him, Enrique goes, “Just kidding! You’re too intense for me.”

So poor Shay, his heart was broken and he was head over heals in love. 

This was a year ago

Shay now, had not only managed to have sex with half the men in San Francisco, but he had also tried and was able to get over Enrique...or so he thought. 

Shay had landed an great job at Popular Mechanics, he could test drive the most modern cars inside and outside the city, this meant great road trips, staying at fancy hotels and all under his boss’ credit card. Shay was beside himself when he got the job and this not only meant for him a great sea of men to which he could no take advantage of but it means that he could now hang out with his best friend, which happened to be me!

As it turns out, San Francisco was the stepping stone to New York City for a lot of his colleagues, most of them ended up moving there too, among this comrades was Enrique. Great. Now Shay, always the gentleman, invited Enrique to go to Boston and back for a weekend with the new Porsche model. They partied, they drove, they laughed. But when it came to going to bed the silence was quite noticeable. They stood next to each other for almost a whole minute. Just looking at the bed that could either fit on whole person comfortably or two, cuddling. 

“I’ll sleep on the floor.”, Shay said. 

“Sure?”, Enrique looked at him longingly

“Yes”, adamant on his decision, Shay wasn’t going to allow himself to back into a vicious cycle, he had left California for a reason and well, Enrique was a friend, but square one was not an option. They were both very drunk and everyone knows how that story goes. He fell asleep very effortlessly and as his thoughts meandered from horses to clouds to black balloons he suddenly woke up to something...something very hard. It was Enrique, rapping at his backdoor, quite literally. They got it on, and Simon had finally gotten the one that got away. But after Enrique was done Shay turned around and said, “You know you basically just rapped me right?”

Enrique looked at him and said, “Just go back to sleep.”

He climbed back into bed.

Shay refused to cry right in front of him, but instead he promptly put his cellphone on vibrate, he woke up an hour earlier than they had both agreed, quietly snuck out of the room, packed the car, shut himself in it and began to drive. As the city view dwindled down he raised the volume on the radio. And, what he didn’t tell anyone,, was that he cried, almost all the way back to the city. 

“Well...wow.”, I sighed out.

“Yeah.”, said Shay trying to scarf the rest of his pudding. 

I looked at Simon for a long time, the he brushed he should, “Are you okay? If you’re not I can beat the little bastard I’m serious.”

“Honestly Sean, I liked it. I did but he didn’t ask me and he didn’t remember that I was really really in love with way back when. It’s just fucked up.”

I couldn’t help but wonder if it was a particular thing about gay men. Was it okay to just go off on another guy like that?  Because I knew that if he were to try that one on a girl, she would not only sue him but be prompt to make sure every other woman in his vicinity knew what a scumbag I was. 

“Why are acting so cavalier about it? I think I would have kicked his ass.”

“I know Sean, but, I can’t really say I wasn’t for it. It just isn’t the type of thing ‘we’ complain about.”, Shay shrugged. 

Liam knew that by ‘we’ Shay was referring to the homos. 

Was it true? Was taking it up the backdoor different? Did losing your virginity the gay way mean less than the other way? I didn’t really know, I had only had sex with girls and only had messed around with boys, unfortunately Shay was not aware of Liam’s curiosity for men, so I had to keep these thoughts to myself.