No

Looking at the bottle, despite your mind flashing back to the previous day, and Davis's warm, salty man-milk, you deny the urge. You are not gay.

When your mom comes in, she confronts your lack of drinking the cum, and you explain that you were confused and distracted when you agreed. You weren't serious.

"You're not gonna eat the food I put on your plate?" your mom says, arms crossed. "Fine, John, then get a job." She leaves the newspaper on the tale, and you open it.

There are 3 of jobs available: waiter, an office job, and an intern at some lab