Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I’d have a chance with my best friend’s hot, straight, older brother.
Kelly… I need a fake boyfriend to take along on my family vacation to keep my mom from trying to play matchmaker all the time so I ask my best friend’s straight older brother Dean if he’ll pretend to be my love interest. I’ve had a crush on him for years so I’m understandably over the moon when he says yes. Dean… I’m torn when my baby brother’s gay best friend asks me to be his plus one on his family trip. On one hand, hey, free vacation, but on the other hand, I’ll be sharing a bed with another man. He says all I’ll be expected to do is hold his hand on occasion and occupy the other half of a king-size bed… but you know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men…
I wanted to show, early in, what a difficult time Kelly is having getting his mom to accept he's gay. I was setting the stage as to WHY he needed to find someone to pretend to be his fiancee. His dad was easy. He's laid back and very accepting, but his mom? If this story has a villain, it's her. And Dean plays off her perfectly... but that comes later in the story. You're gonna love him.
Make My Dreams Come True
She’s probably planning to invite one of her many friends’ marriageable daughters… again…despite the fact it didn’t worked the other two times. Third time’s the charm, right? Ha! As if. And it’s not like she doesn’t know I’m gay. She knows— I came out of the closet when I was fifteen. Hell, I date guys sometimes just so I can bring them home to meet her— you know, so she won’t forget. But her friends have still managed to convince her I just haven’t met the right girl to show me the way back. Yeah, as in the way back to straights-ville… like I took a wrong turn on the sexual highway and simply need the right woman to take the wheel and turn me around. Cue the eye roll. And no, I’m not exaggerating. The church ladies in my town get some crazy ideas in their heads when they get together for bible study and wine. It usually centers around their kids— and, since Mom’s a member, I’m one of those kids. Lucky me. I need to come up with a plan to keep my mom off my back… but what?