Free Get Somebody New by Michael Lewis

up without a fight.”
    “Come over to
my house about 7 P.M. and we can talk some more.”
    “Okay, I’ll
be there Zeke.”
    I made no
promises but to talk. I couldn’t keep men at bay fantasizing about Jazz all the
time. I had relied on fantasy satisfaction for almost a year and needed some
physical sexual relief. That wasn’t going to happen with me wishfully
fantasizing about a straight man.
    I figured
once Jamal arrived and I knew his intentions then we would go from there. I
also didn’t want Jazz finding out anything by surprise so I knew I needed to
keep the conversation between Jamal and I generic.
    “So you said
you had a roommate Zeke, who?”
    “It’s a
friend of mine, Jazz.”
    “Anything
goin on betw…..”
    “It’s nothing
like that. He is straight. He also doesn’t know about me. We have never
discussed it and I haven’t given him any reason to suspect I am gay. I just
don’t think it would be a good idea with his views.”
    “You mean he
is a homophobe?”
    “Well he
doesn’t make comments that suggests he is exactly accepting of homosexuality as
an orientation.”
    “How could
you be friends with someone like that? That is totally against everything you
stand for.”
    “Don’t think
I haven’t gone over that in my mind. He is a really cool person. Our respective
sexualities have nothing to do with our friendship. I am not his friend because
he is straight nor is he mine because I am gay, or vice versa.”
    “You’re
hiding your sexuality from him. I’m sure he isn’t taking any steps to hide the
fact that he is straight.”
    “It’s not the
same. People assume by default that you are straight. Especially if you don’t
talk with a lisp, walk with a switch, or act like a big ole blowtorch flaming
queen.”
    “That’s just
a stereotype that you and I know isn’t true. Neither one of us acts like that.
No one can tell any difference between us and any other straight man. That’s
actually one of the things that attracted me to you. You are not flamboyant.”
    “Oh really,
what else attracted you to me?”
    “Do you
really want me to tell you?”
    “That’s why I
asked.”
    “Let’s go in
the bedroom and I’ll show you.”
     
     
    Five
     
    Jazz Hardaway
     
    I’m so glad I
stopped that night to help Zeke. He was a good influence on me, after all.
Because of him, I did something I never thought I’d do. I went back to school
and got my diploma, not just a G.E.D. I’d never had anybody believe in me like
he did, not even my own folks.
    I was always
afraid I’d turn out just like my dad. He tried to get out of the drug game over
and over. He never stayed out long because it’s the only thing he knew how to
do and he expected me to carry on in his footsteps. He figured by teaching me
the game, it would be his security in his old age. Luckily, I never did any
serious jail time as an adult. If I had stayed in the game it was bound to
happen though.
    After being
at Zeke’s for a month or so, something started to concern me. I was getting
vibes from Zeke like he was feeling me. What was fucking with me so much though
was how I kept getting major wood when I was around him. It wasn’t just the
random kind either. My shit would get rock hard and ready to attack something
with a vengeance. Then I would get overwhelmed with a sexual tension that made
me feel like I would go crazy if I didn’t get relief soon.
    I always
looked forward to him cutting my hair because he hooked my fade up tight and
gave me the full treatment with the straight razor shave, facial massage, and
all. A nigga felt like he’d been to a spa when Zeke got through. When he rubbed
my neck and shoulders any tension I had just gone away. It was them damn
massages that always did it. I couldn’t even lie, that shit felt so damn good!
Feeling his body so close to mine got me going and he always smelled sooooo
good. He left ya boy with a dick hard as Chinese Algebra!
    One night I
got an unexpected surprise and