I’m straight. He’s straight. This is just revenge.

When I find out I’m sharing my girlfriend with another guy, and not in a fun way, we skip the fight and team up. We want payback. The plan is simple: pretend we’re into each other and rub it in her cheating face.

It’s all fake. We’re not really gay. We’re just two guys who got played.

At least that’s what I tell myself. But when I’m pressed against this muscular jock with his tongue in my mouth, it’s hard to remember what’s real and what’s not.