Dreams of cheerleading.

It's not enough to have turned Jack gay, though. You want to play up his flamboyancy as much as possible.

In a moment of inspiration, you navigate back to the "General" tab and add a couple new rules:

Obsessed with the thought of forming an all-male cheerleading squad.

Believes that male cheerleaders should wear the same uniforms as female cheerleaders.

Capable of convincing his straight male friends to form a cheerleading squad that meets his standards.

You've never been one for sports, but with Jack cheering the players on? That's something you'd absolutely want to see.

The next football game is in a few days, giving Jack just enough time to get his squad together. Those days are **** for your horny and impatient soul, but finally the night of the game comes around. When you show up, you're shocked to see that your rules have worked exactly as you had hoped: all of Jack's straight boyfriends are out there on the field, dressed in skimpy cheerleader outfits. There are his thin, twinkish friends with long legs barely covered by their skirts; chubby frat guys with beer bellies poking out from under their tops; and muscular jocks whose pecs fill out the curves of their uniforms. All of them have looks of regret on their faces, as if they're wondering why they agreed to this—but for reasons beyond their understanding, all of them did agree.

When it's finally time for the game, Jack makes his dramatic entrance. He struts onto the field, swaying his hips and flicking his skirt here and there. You peel your eyes away to examine the reactions of the audience. The girl sitting next to you is looking intently at your roommate, obviously captivated by his bare abs and the obvious bulge between his legs.

With music playing, Jack starts to dance, and his boyfriends follow suit. While Jack has entered his role of cheerleader with natural grace, the others struggle clumsily as they try to keep up with the routine. As a part of this routine, the boys turn their backs to the audience and bend over. Jack is the only one with the confidence to follow this movement all the way through. For a second, the skirt pulls up, and his sweetly rounded ass is exposed for all the audience to see. A grin flashes on his face, and you can tell he's loving it.

As you watch the routine, you hardly recognize the dull, aggressively heterosexual roommate of a few days before. What you see instead is a femme, seductive gay boy flaunting his body before hundreds of people. You're getting harder and harder, and you wonder how to put a cap on this evening.