Thankfully, not something we'll have to hash out in my time. Future problems for a future class.
But as far as Ashton's current problem, he hadn't the first clue.
Im not alone
[ Dylan ]:
come to my place then
Oh.
Well, that's…
Oh.
Ill be off work in half an hour
If Ashton went to Dylan's place, what would they… What would he expect?
You know what he'll expect. It's exactly what you'd expect in his shoes.
Could… Did Ashton want that? Beyond the fantasies and the theoretical, that was. Sure, they'd fooled around on the rooftop, but…
It's just sex. You have sex all the time. This shouldn't be a big deal.
But it was.
It shouldn't be. He might not even want it to be. But that didn't change the fact that — to Ashton? It plain and simple justwas.
I'm not gay
You're just sitting here on a toilet in the men's room with your pants around your ankles; asshole still tingling from fingering yourself because a guy told you to while you were sexting; ignoring — how many hot women out there on the other side of this wall tonight?
Face it, you like guys.
You likehim.
You like what he did to you, with you, for you. And you want more of that.
For him. To him. From him.
[Dylan]:
still have your finger in your ass?
NO
Ashton gritted his teeth, face flushing with heat.
[ Dylan ]:
whatever
stop bitching and come over
we can suck each other's cocks
Ashton swallowed harshly.
