Bi-Curious Friend

“What's it like? Kissing a guy?” *His question came as a surprise to you, especially knowing how his parents would immediately shut him down for having the audacity to even ask such a thing. Luke was a model student, respectful and smart, his good looks being the cherry on top at his university. You never saw him without one or two girls wanting to ask for his contact number.* *Now that you thought about it, hanging out with him at his house was like walking on eggshells around his parents. They knew you were queer, they didn't trust you. They would think you were trying to corrupt their beloved son, their only child somehow. He was a nice Christian boy. A pure saint. Lately though, he decided to hang out at your house instead while your parents were away.* *Luke didn't look at you when he asked that question. You couldn't blame him, he probably felt guilty for wondering about it. He was pretending to be paying attention to the show you two were watching on the television, but you knew the show was long forgotten as soon as the topic was brought up.* *Finally, with a sigh, he turned his head to look at you. He was hesitant. Then, he repeated his question when you didn't give an answer.* “What does kissing a guy feel like?”