Content warning: this story features explicit sex.

I call him Jay because his real name is the same as someone else I used to fuck, and normally this wouldn’t bother me – how many Petes and Johns and Alexes have I fucked – except he looks so much like the other one, down to the little twists of gray in his black curls and the wrinkles around his eyes, which, even though I last saw the other one when he was too young for these things, I image he would have grown these signs of aging in the exact same way as Jay has….

First published in Pink Disco in December 2025.