No, I couldn't say I didn't think anything of it--I was surprised at being a little titillated by the sight of a handsome, muscular man with an erection.No, I couldn't say I didn't think anything of it--I was surprised at being a little titillated by the sight of a handsome, muscular man with an erection. Pointed right at me, no less. Should I be flattered? I wrote that off--no man of his cut could see anything appealing in a jellyfish like me--and turned in for the night. I dreamed of my schoolboy idol, Andy, shut in a closet with me. A flashlight shone between us from the floor as we breathlessly fondled each other's silky young pricks. I woke up sweaty and hard, calmed myself by alternately drinking and passing water, and returned to bed. I returned to the club two days later. After working out with Brian for a while, I asked about Art. Brian cocked his head and peered at me with a strange smile. "Do you know anything about why he left?" When I said I didn't, Brian explained that Art came in the night before and turned in his membership. |