I turned to see what my brother-in-law was looking at as I followed his gaze. “That guy is fucking jacked,” he said as his mouth was open and his eyes were locked on the guys large build.
I had seen the guy before and knew that he got around. The bar I brought Truitt to isn’t a gay bar per se, but it’s a gathering place for a lot of the more masculine, sports-loving gay dudes in this part of town. I’m out to my family but I also don’t shove anything in their face as we continue to learn how to navigate the subject.
