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In my freshman year in college I shared a dorm room with my high school buddy Chris. I had such a hardon for Chris that I almost didn’t take him up on the offer to room together as I wasn’t sure I could handle being that close to him all the time. Once I got

Jason and I had just spent the better part of the afternoon skateboarding all over town. Now, reasonably exhausted, we were lounging around on my back deck, drinking Cokes and munching on some brownies my mom had just finished making. It was a typical Sunday afternoon. For the last six years, Jason and I had