Best Friends with Benefits
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Complete, First published Aug 27, 2022
Mature
A closeted tattoo artist and his two straight best friends have known each other since high school, playing basketball together. They are like brothers born from different mothers.

He has been pretending to date women while secretly lusting over them for years. But more than a decade later, he's tired of pretending. So, he comes out to them, prepared for the consequences.

Would their relationship remain the same as before, or would it change into a different kind? One that he has desired for the longest time.
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