My Roommate Kyle
By Eve Morton
I had to have s*x with Kyle three times before I realized I was in love with him.
The first time was nothing to write home about, the kind of thing that sometimes happens between men when they’re drinking and one knows that the other is gay. We were at a New Year’s party our other roommate, Devon, insisted on hosting at our rented place. It was not an apartment, but a house that had been split in two by the landlord and then rented out to the college students in the area.
We had the upstairs part while a group of four women, also college students in the same university though we’d never seen them before, were in the basement. They were nice. Always said hi, always tried to be considerate when they wanted us to quiet down. Devon ended up inviting them to t
