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BY Ian-Michael Bergeron

The Perfect Gift, Part Two

Click here for Part One. Part two: By Christmas, Q and I were inseparable. We became boyfriends pretty much instantly. Maybe it’s crazy to commit to monogamy that early, but so what? I was spending every single night at his apartment. The sex was great. And—best of all—when I was with him, I didn’t think about The Ex Fiancé. The week before Christmas, I saw a GIANT sock monkey at Duane Reade, but decided not...

The Edge of Reason

After too many margaritas and a heart to heart, I followed The Ex Fiancé to his apartment in Astoria. I was surprised by how put together it was, especially compared to the air mattress on the floor in my apartment—but The Ex Fiancé was always a better planner than I. He had a desk for homework, framed photos and superhero posters on the wall (Marvel, not DC), his own bathroom and a queen-sized bed with...

Harry Potter & the Half-Drunk Twink

One night, while fairly intoxicated at Pieces, I took out my phone and opened Grindr while my friends danced. I got a message from someone 280 feet away. He was handsome, 38 years old and also named Ian. We chatted, he sent me some pictures of his ripped chest and I asked if I could come over, finishing my Captain and Coke. “I don’t want you to come over just like that. I read your...