"I'm gay."

My eyes grow so big as I stop breathing, but two seconds later I'm bursting with laughter.

"Okay funny," I finally tone down my laugh as I bring myself to look at him again. But he is still staring at me like he had been when he told me that joke.

"Wait," uhh, "Really?"

He nods, "Really."

"You like... guys?"

"I fuck guys."

Oh wow, you really can't have it all can you. When he checks all the boxes, suddenly there's this big box he doesn't. The most important box, the top on the list.

"You're gay or bi?" Because there's a big difference between those two.

"I'm gay."

"You never fuck a woman?"

"I've never fucked a woman."

"Then why the hell would you want me to be your sugar baby? To watch you fuck another man's butthole?"

He smirks despite my little mockery.

"Oh now it's funny?"

"It is," he is still smirking, "But no. It's the opposite of what I wanna do."

I bring my arms across my chest as I reply in my all-business tone, "Enlighten me."

***

22 year old Estelle is one of the best sugar babies the agency has ever had. She has the whole package, no dick ever gone soft seeing how perfect she is, both her body and personality.

But can she sway Owen into the heterosexual group? After being in that homo-pool all this while?