18
AIDEN
Jed and I decided on a young adult-type sci-fi graphic novel rather than the erotic one my drawings had inspired in our heads. I didn’t care what characters I drew as long as I got to spend a few hours with Jed every night, working with our bodies close and heads even closer.
For once, I truly sought out patience, giving Jed time and space to decide what he wanted for us when I’d have preferred pushing to get what I lusted for.
The kiss we’d shared had been one hell of an awakening for me, and my obsession for Jed intensified to the point I couldn’t eat, sleep, or dream without thoughts of him invading my mind.
Shower? Milk my balls dry imagining him beneath me.
Pumping iron? Envision him in short shorts like some of the guys wore and fighting off boners.
Lying in bed after
