The odds are stacked against us, but if there’s one thing I know, it’s how to win.

I have contract obligations to fulfill, and I’m closeted. Now we’re all in with each other, but he still has time left in his Senate term. But once isn’t enough, and we keep sneaking around together-brief encounters, in California, Georgia, or DC, filled with passionate touches and whispered truths. When he asks for one night together so he can show me what it’s like to be with a man, I can’t say no. West’s the only person who knows all the parts of me, just like I know his. Though my identity doesn’t stay a secret from him for long.īetween texts and late-night phone calls, we get to know each other. At least he doesn’t know who I am-the best tight end in the NFL, playing for the Atlanta Lightning. No one has ever guessed my secret until the gorgeous man at a bar in DC. Pretending isn’t easy, but it means I can keep playing football. I’ve always known I’m gay, but never acted on it. So, when I’m in DC and see a beautiful guy at the hotel bar, I don’t hesitate to proposition him…right before he runs out on me, leaving his sunglasses behind like my very own Cinderfella. From college, to law school, to the United States Senate representing California, I’ve done it all as an out gay man.

He's the endgame in the biggest challenge of my life, the one I'm banking my future happiness on.When I left home, I swore I’d never hide anything about myself again. The odds are stacked against us, but if there's one thing I know, it's how to win. I have contract obligations to fulfill, and I'm closeted. Now we're all in with each other, but he still has time left in his Senate term. But once isn't enough, and we keep sneaking around together-brief encounters, in California, Georgia, or DC, filled with passionate touches and whispered truths. When he asks for one night together so he can show me what it's like to be with a man, I can't say no. West's the only person who knows all the parts of me, just like I know his. Though my identity doesn't stay a secret from him for long.īetween texts and late-night phone calls, we get to know each other. At least he doesn't know who I am-the best tight end in the NFL, playing for the Atlanta Lightning. Pretending isn't easy, but it means I can keep playing football.

I've always known I'm gay, but never acted on it. So, when I'm in DC and see a beautiful guy at the hotel bar, I don't hesitate to proposition him.right before he runs out on me, leaving his sunglasses behind like my very own Cinderfella. From college, to law school, to the United States Senate representing California, I've done it all as an out gay man. When I left home, I swore I'd never hide anything about myself again.

The Endgame by Riley Hart