Gay Sex In The Oval Office Pt 2

“My brother was gay. He didn’t have an easy time of it at all. My parents threw him out of the house. You should be happy because you have the full support of your entire family.”
Part 1
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James sat in his car, looking up at the old brownstone building in which Malcolm lived and wondered just what the hell he was doing. He’d spent half the afternoon wondering what he should wear. He spent a good ten minutes trying to decide if he should wear cologne or not. If he were given the task of mapping out an underwater course through the Philippines without having to surface, he could do that in about three minutes without a second guess. Where had his backbone gone? Smooth and calm James McNeely was nervous. Not only was there a question of what to wear, but also in the back of his mind, he kept wondering if tonight was the night he would finally have sex. It was like a giant elephant sitting in the room with him. He kept trying to ignore it, but it wouldn’t be denied an audience.
After a couple of minutes, James grabbed the bottle of wine he’d snagged from his parent’s reserve and got out of the car. Just like in all things he’d ever done, he put his mind to it and pushed forward with a grim determination that would intimidate most people. He took the steps to the front door two at a time and rang the bell. He smoothed the front of his shirt down under his coat, ran his fingers quickly through his hair as one last nervous gesture and plastered a smile on his face as Malcolm opened the door.
Malcolm had watched as James sat in his car. Even though he was trying hard...