Bigger does not mean better, and I'll prove it to him...

I really hate my coworker Chase.

I hate how our boss thinks we’re equally good workers. Because I’m totally, objectively better, while Chase just gets by on looks and charm and privilege.

So when our boss sends both of us to the biggest industry conference of the year, I feel pretty insulted. When it turns out we’re sharing a hotel room, I’m convinced things can’t get any worse.

Only then, I get a glimpse of him and realize… he’s bigger than me. Like, a lot bigger.

I’m straight, and so is he, but I can’t stop thinking about it. Can’t stop seeing it in my mind. Thinking about how it would feel.

But bigger does not mean better…

And before the conference is over, I’m going to prove that to him.