The Evolution of Friendship: A Love Story

“Wait a minute! He told you he loves you and that he can’t stop thinking about you. HE KISSED YOU. And now you’re just back to playing house again? Girl!” 

Zayden was reading me the riot act. I had told the crew about my experiences with Axel last weekend. I also told them how nothing much has happened since then. We haven’t talked any more about it. We haven’t done anything else. We’ve just fallen back into our usual ways. Just Axel and I being friends.

“I don’t want to push anything. He was really struggling.”

“Fuck that and fuck him,” Jonathan was over it all, “I’m sick of hearing about this douchebag. He is just fucking with you because he’s an asshole. Just fucking walk away already. Shit, if you’re so desperate for a boyfriend, I’ll date you. Just stop being such a pussy.”

“Wow. It certainly is a good thing that boy didn’t come out to you. He’d have to have the suicide hotline on speed dial if he were your friend.”

Owen was always the most understanding. He didn’t get involved in that conversation and promised to talk to me later that night.

“Look, guys, please just give me a chance. I know it will work out.” I just wanted them to believe what I did - that Axel loved me and wanted to be with me.

“Bring him here.” 

“No way, Zayden. I don’t think he’s ready for that.”

“Yeah, bring the douchebag here so we can make sure he’s gay.”

“Jonathan! Just fucking stop already! You’re the worst!”

“Fuck you, Owen. Oh wait, I already did. Freak of fucking nature.”

“GIRL! Stop already. You have crossed the mother fucking line.” When Zayden yelled at you it was like you were in trouble with Mom.

“AARGH! I’m done here!”

Owen stormed off to the other side of the bar and sat next to Melissa. He looked like he was venting to him. Melissa had his arm around Owen like he was consoling him. Melissa liked to put his arms around all of the boys.

“Jonathan, you need to take it back a notch girl.” Zayden was not pleased.

“Whatever. So, Jason, how about coming to the bathroom and sucking my cock?”

“Maybe later. I’m not in the mood now. Sorry guys.”

“Jonathan, why don’t you go suck your own cock and leave this poor boy alone. Come here honey, let me give you a hug.”

Zayden wrapped his arms around me. It felt good to get a hug. I was really upset by this point. The whole conversation didn’t go as I’d hoped. Zayden ordered two rounds of shots for us.

“First I want to toast to you. You’re so beautiful. You have such a beautiful heart. I am happy to have met you and that you are my friend.”

I wanted to cry. I had no idea where that came from, but it made me happy. I took my first shot.

“And then I want to toast to your dreams coming true. I hope this boy isn’t fucking with you because I will be the first in line to beat him into next Sunday. I hope he really loves you.”

We slammed the second shot. I was already feeling the buzz.

“Thank you, Z. I’m so confused. I thought we were making progress. He’s just drifted back to the way we were. As if he never said those things. As if he never kissed me.”

“Honey, that boy is not sure who he is. He’s scared. Nobody wants to be gay right now. We got AIDS. Ronald Reagan. The Christian Coalition. People hate us. You’re actually the brave one for being true to yourself. Like me and Owen and even our favorite asshole Jonathan.”

“I think he’s afraid of his dad and his brothers. They’re all such guys. So straight. So macho.”

“Yeah, that will do it. Think about it. Bring him here. Early, before it gets busy. At least to meet Owen and me. We won’t tell Jonathan.”

“I don’t know. I’ll think about it.”

***

The rest of the night went as usual for a Friday night. We drank, danced and had a lot of fun. Even Jonathan stopped being a dick and Owen lightened up. It was around 3:30 am and I knew I needed to leave. I hugged and kissed whoever was left and went out to my car. I was a little stumbly. Melissa thought I should take a cab. I said I was fine.

When I got to my car, I was fumbling with my keys to open the door. Owen came up behind me.

“Um, you’re not driving anywhere.”

“I’m fffffine.”

“No, you’re not. Give me those.” Owen grabbed the keys from my hands. “Come on, I’ll take you home. I’ll come get you in the morning to come get your car.”

“Okayyyyyy,” I sang as I tripped on my own feet and fell over.

Owen wrapped his arms around me and walked me to his car. I had basically passed out by this point. He dumped me in the back seat and took off for my house.

When we got home, Owen saw another car in the driveway and assumed it was Axel’s. He rang the doorbell. No one answered. He figured Axel was probably asleep, so he unlocked the door and went in. He turned on some lights and wandered around. He called out and didn’t get a response. No one was home,

By this time, I had woken up and realized I was in another car and in my driveway. I was pretty confused, but figured it out. I went into the house.

“Hey Ax! I’m back!!

“Axel isn’t here.”

“Whhhhen did y-y-you get hhhhhhhere?”

“Oh for fucks sake. I drove you here, Betty Ford. Which room is yours?”

Owen had to help me up the stairs. We walked past the master bedroom, then another room, then to Axel’s tiny room.

“Thhiss. Thhhisss is whhherrrre. I sleep here.”

“Wow. This is a freaking closet. What about this room?”

Owen pushed me toward the room that was supposed to be mine - if I didn’t spend so much time in Axel’s bed.

“I need to pee. Don’t move!”

Owen went to the bathroom and when he came back, I was passed out on my bed. My arms were hanging over one corner and my legs over another. At first Owen just stood there. He looked over at me and felt the feeling he’d been pushing off. He wanted to just cuddle me and maybe take it further. He knew that wouldn’t be smart right now, so he carefully took off my shoes, got me undressed and positioned me in bed.

Owen looked around my room. It was the closest any of my friends had gotten to me. He was always curious about where I lived and wanted to know more about me, but he never wanted to seem nosy. His curiosities peaked.

Even though I had repressed the part of me that feels like a girl, I still had a few things hidden away that I saved, just in case I decided to do something about it. It wasn’t much, and I never did anything with it. Somehow knowing it was there made me feel more comfortable ignoring it. I know that probably doesn’t make any sense, but it did to me at the time. I kept a suitcase under my bed. It had a pair of black high heel shoes, a couple pairs of fishnets, some panties and bras, a cute little black dress and some makeup, polish and accessories. It was an outfit I bought one day, just to see what I’d look like. I wore it once. I loved how I looked. I put it all away, feeling like I could never look that way again.

While I was passed out, Owen got nosy. He wandered around my room, looking at pictures, opening drawers, poking around the closet. It’s not like he was looking for anything in particular, he was just curious to see me behind the scenes. I had two pictures of me and Axel taped to my mirror. That made Owen smile. He liked the way we looked together.

He left my room and looked around in Axel’s room. There, he immediately saw the evidence of us sharing that room. There was a pair of pants and shoes that were definitely mine on the floor. The two empty glasses on the little nightstand by the bed. The two video game controllers on the set we played on in his room. Even two sets of headphones for when we didn’t want to listen to the same music. Owen stood near the bed and kicked something. He looked under and saw a couple of board games. There was also a cigar box with a rubber band around it. Owen pulled that out. Unlike the board games, it wasn’t very dusty.

Owen opened the box and what he found made his heart melt. It was filled with mementos of Axel’s friendship with me. There were all kinds of pictures. He had saved ticket subs from some of the concerts we went to or from the amusement park. It was especially cute that there were two stubs from each, clipped together with a paperclip. Inevitably, they were all two seats next to each other. There was a random plastic bracelet, a bunch of bottle caps and can tabs, two empty mini liquor bottles, a short straw and tiny spoon, and a roach clip. Lastly, there were a few notes from me to Axel. Little things like ‘hey bud, your lunch is in the fridge’ to ‘thanks for letting me stay here, it means the world to me’ and some others. Owen now knew that Axel really was in love with me.

Owen wondered if I had a box like that, so he went back to my room, where I was still dead to the world. He looked under the bed and way back in the corner was the suitcase. He figured that would be my memory box. He found out that it was a memory box of sorts. It was the suitcase with the clothes that represented the me that I suppressed.

After briefly looking through the suitcase, he pushed it back under the bed. He wasn’t quite sure what to make of this find. Owen took most of his clothes off, leaving himself just in his underwear, and climbed into bed. He knew this would show off one of the things I didn’t know about him, but he felt he owed that to me. It was almost 6 am. He needed to get some sleep. Of course, he couldn’t sleep. He now knew secrets about his friend that were pretty huge. One that would confirm what I had felt about Axel all along and another that would completely change everything about me. It also meant something else. There was likely no chance Owen would ever get to be with me. It was then that he realized that he should have been more upfront about his feelings sooner. Now it was apparently too late. 

I was asleep in the fetal position. Owen rolled over and spooned me. If nothing else, he wanted to be able to hold me as my friend. He knew I’d need it.

* * *

I woke up hungover as hell. I looked over and saw that it was about noon. I was surprised to see Owen sleeping next to me. I was also surprised to see that Owen was covered in tattoos. I was pretty shocked. Sweet, quiet, geeky Owen was covered in these wild tattoos. It was such a turn on. Not only had I not ever seen his tight little body, I also had no idea that he had all of this artwork on him. I couldn’t see it all, but it looked like dragons that seemed to start on one arm and work their way down his back and then into his underwear. It was really sexy. I guess this is one of the surprises that Jonathan and Zayden were talking about.

I left Owen and went to go see if Axel was around. He wasn’t. When I went to the kitchen for some juice, I found a note from him. ‘Hanging with Scott. Prob see you Sund.’ Well, there we go, I wasn’t going to see him all day. That made having Owen here seem easier to deal with. I looked out and saw my car wasn’t there. I guess Owen drove me home. Axel’s car was there, so he must have let Scott do the driving.

Horny doesn’t even begin to describe how I felt. For some reason, being hungover makes me super horny. I figured this was as good a time as any to try something with Owen. The worst he could do is what he always does. Just tell me no.

It was unusual for me to make a first move. In fact, I had never made a first move. I was both nervous and excited. I took off my t-shirt and boxer briefs. My small cock was at its full attention. I climbed back into bed and just looked at Owen. I’d never seen him any way other than fully dressed and with his glasses.He was just barely under the covers. Mainly half of his ass and his legs were covered. He was lying on his stomach.

I snuggled up close to him and leaned into his ear. I gently asked if he was awake. He just groaned and adjusted himself slightly. I kissed his face and then moved to his neck. He moaned softly, which I took as permission to keep going. I ran my hand softly over the lines of the tattoo on his back. It was a dragon, actually multiple dragons. They looked like they originated on his arms and continued on his back and chest. He let out soft purrs as I lightly glided my fingers over his back. I pulled the covers off of him and saw that the dragon not only continued into his underwear, but down his legs to his thighs. It was absolutely incredible. When did he do this? How come it was never mentioned? It was designed so that it was just out of view. 

Owen seemed to be enjoying my touching. I ran my fingers all over his back and his legs. I even rubbed his feet a little. He had really nice feet. The only other feet I’d ever found attractive were Axel’s. I leaned down and kissed them. Then, I started to lick them. Owen responded with the most I’d heard from him yet as he let out a groan combined with saying ‘ahhhhh’. I was really enjoying pleasing him. I kept kissing and licking him up his legs and to his thighs. I ran my nose along the crack of his ass over his boxers. I took in deep breaths of the musky, sweaty smell. I eased my fingers under his underwear. I felt something weird. He was wearing something under his boxers.

There was no way Owen was sleeping anymore. He was clearly reacting to my attention. I reached under the waistband of his underwear and felt another garment. I slid off the boxers and saw he was wearing this super tight spandex pair of shorts. I didn’t get it. I began to slide them off. Again, he just sighed contentedly. I now had Owen completely naked. Since I was now right above him, I could see what was going on. He had a series of sea monster type dragons on him. There were two that began on his ass and worked down his thighs. There were two more that were intertwined with the two below them and each other. There seemed to be two more that moved up each shoulder and down each arm. It was stunning.

His ass was perfect. It was tight and round and even more perfect uncovered than it was in his pants. I bright my face to it and gently rubbed my cheeks against his. I softly kissed it and gently rubbed his lower back. I buried my nose into his crack and breathed deeply. I loved that smell. It was sort of like the smell when I was with the Canadian boy, but much more subtle. With no resistance, I went ahead and parted his cheeks so I could get to his hole. It was pink and tight and pretty much hairless. 

I started at the very base of his ass at the taint and slid my nose up his crack, followed by my tongue. I started with my tongue just flat, licking up and down like it was an ice cream cone. Owen moaned as he adjusted himself flat on the bed. I slowly started to form my tongue into a point and gently zig zagged over his hole. Then I delicately eased my pointed tongue into his hole. With my whole hands I kept his cheek spread apart while I tongue fucked his hole. I would occasionally rub my thumbs on his wet hole, teasing him with them. I made him shiver a little when I blew on his wet hole. I devoured his hole as if it were a source of life. Owen was loving it.

Owen finally began to roll over. What I saw next was the biggest surprise of all, literally. Not only were the tattoos continued on his chest, they also worked their way down his torso and to his cock - which was also tattooed. His cock was enormous. I think it might even be bigger than Axel’s. It was definitely the biggest cock I’d ever seen. The dragon that covered it made it so fascinating and exotic. I now understood the spandex. It was how he kep his cock and balls under control. And then there were the piercings. Two giant pieces of metal shoved through the head of his monster. The first one was one I had heard of, but never seen - a Prince Albert. The metal was thick and the balls on either end were huge. The same sized rod was used for the second - and ampallang. This one went right through the head. The two of them made it look like his cock had eyes and a tongue. I wasted no time worshipping his beautiful beast.

It really was the biggest thing I’d ever seen. He’s a small, skinny guy, I couldn’t even imagine trying to hide this in his pants. Zayden was right, Owen was full of surprises. I’d soon get to learn another. 

I took my time working over his thick shaft. I licked up and down, I lightly squeezed it running my hands up and down. As big as it was there was plenty of room for my hands and my mouth. Even though I had sucked cock before, this was something entirely different. I tried to get his cock into my mouth. I was able to get the head in, but the metal kept hitting my teeth. Owen was obviously used to people having trouble with his cock, and he was very patient. I really wanted to skip the cocksucking and just have him fuck the hell out of me. I was also turned on by the challenge of taking this pole. 

As I eased my way down, very slowly, I was able to get it to my throat. The feeling of the piercings was unusual and intense. Looking down at the dragon scales on his cock was also pretty wild. I managed to get about a third of the way down his shaft and thought it wise to work it a little. I eased back up and then back down again, eventually working up a nice rhythm. His moans and groans indicated his satisfaction. He ran his hands through my hair while I bobbed up and down. I played with his balls, rubbing them between my hands. They too were larger than life. 

It was difficult, but I was able to ease further down. I got as far as halfway and felt like I could go any more. I was taking my time and Owen was being very patient with me. We must have been at this now for close to an hour. The more I worked at it, the more my gag reflex allowed. I choked and coughed a few times. I had tears in my eyes. This was really challenging, but I was determined to make Owen happy. I desperately wanted to please him. I was lost in this moment.

After a while, Owen began to take control.

“Look up at me,” he said softly as I was moving downward on his shaft, “that’s it baby. So nice. I’ve been wanting this.”

I felt a rush through my body. Owen’s voice was so soft, but so commanding. It was like he had me hypnotized. He just held my head in place with both of his hands. This was a side of Owen I had no idea existed. 

“You look so pretty on my cock, baby. MMMMMMMM, your mouth feels so good. Keep working, baby. I know you want it all.”

I gulped and tried to push down even more. I felt as if I were going to permanently snap my jaw if I pushed down any further. Now, he was holding my head in place. I wasn’t able to come back up. I was gagging. Spit was drooling from my mouth. Snot was coming from my nose. My eyes were tearing up so that I couldn’t even see. I felt this wave going through me. Owen was beginning to really push himself. I wasn’t in control anymore. This wasn’t Jonathan’s aggressive dominance, this was losing control. Owen gently pushed his cock up into my throat. I looked down.

“Awww baby. Keep looking at me. You’re doing so well. Do you need a break?”

I nodded as best I could. He lifted his hands off my head and I pulled back. I was coughing and gasping for breath. 

“Jason, you’re really doing such a good job. Do you realize how happy you’re making me?

His voice was mesmerizing. It was this odd tenderness and concern mixed with dominance and authority. It was condescending and humiliating, but also intoxicating and arousing. 

“Ok, baby, time to get back on it.”

I loved hearing him call me baby. Usually, when I was having sex, no matter who it was, I would think about whatever was happening, was happening with Axel. Axel was the furthest thing from my mind right then. It was like he didn’t exist. I immediately brought my mouth back down over his cock and worked it up and down. I wrapped my hands around the base so I could get a good position. I made as far as I did before - just a little more than half way. Owen brought his hands back to my head.

“We’re just gonna hold it here baby. Get used to it. Feel it sliding into your throat.”

He pushed up with his hip while holding my head in place. Once again, I was gagging and making a mess.

“You’re doing so well baby. You are such a good cocksucker. This is what you want, right? This is what you’re made for, isn’t it?

I had no idea he was this way. His language was sounding more demanding. More controlling.

“You’ve taken at least 9 inches so far. You only have 4 more to go, baby.”

Holy fuck, he was letting me know his cock was 13 inches long. That would seem unbelievable if I wasn’t actually choking on it.

“Let’s try something new, baby. Lay on your back and hang your head off the bed.”

I wasn’t sure what was coming next. I’d never done anything in this position before. I laid back with my head at the foot of the bed. Owen got up and stood over me with his massive cock just above my face. He pulled me back a little so my head was hanging over the side. He leaned over me, his cock and balls on my face, and rubbed his hands all over my body. He leaned down and kissed my little hardon.

“Awww baby, you are so pretty. Look at your little dick. It’s so small and cute. So sweet.”

It was humiliating to have my friend commenting on how small my cock was. It was also exhilarating. 

“Now, open your mouth nice and wide, baby.”

I was not prepared for what came next. I soon learned why he wanted me in this position. He slid his cock into my mouth and slowly pushed it further and further in. My gag reflex was almost nothing at this point, but he still caused me to choke. I couldn’t breathe with all of the mucus coming from my nose. He pulled back and let me breathe a bit.

“That’s the last time I’m letting you take a break. You’re going to need to be a good girl and take it all. You know you want to make me happy, right?”

I nodded again, coughing and drooling. I can’t believe he called me a girl. That had now sent me over the edge. I felt like I could just cum right then. It sounded so right to hear that.

He started pushing his cock in again. I did everything I could to relax. I kept thinking about him calling me girl. It let myself give in to him. He eased himself deeper and deeper into my throat. I could feel his girth stretching my throat our and the piercings felt like I was trying to swallow huge pills. How did he learn to do this so young? Where did this come from? What kind of person is Owen really? He finally reached his goal. His cock was entirely down my throat. I couldn’t breathe.

Owen had his cock as far in as he could go. His golf ball sized balls were pressed up against my nose. Breathing was basically impossible. He held himself there while I choked and thrashed about. I was flailing my arms trying to get him to pull back. My head was feeling lighter and lighter. I thought he was going to choke me to death with his giant cock. Part of me wasn’t upset about that. It would be an amazing way to die. I couldn’t believe the thoughts running through my head - and none of them involved Axel. It was all about Owen.

He retreated from my throat and gave me a chance to get some air. He didn’t wait long before he forced his cock deep into my head once again. He began to fuck my face driving his pole in and out of me. I was retching and gasping. Gunk was coming out of my nose and mouth. Puke was trying to force its way from my mouth, making me gag even more. This assault went on for a long time, though I have no idea how long. Owen showed me no mercy. I began to feel faint again. I finally stopped moving about. The last thing I could feel was Owen’s mouth on my cock and his hands wrapped around my legs.

Owen continued his skull fucking for a few more minutes. He seemed to know just how long he could leave me unconscious, so he just kept going. He finally blasted thick loads of cum down my throat and then onto my chest. I was completely covered. Once he regained his own composure, he carefully moved me around and positioned me back at the head of the bed on a pillow. He looked at me for a moment, seemingly very pleased with himself. He reached into the little bag he carried around and pulled out a small glass tube wrapped in paper. He cracked it open and held it under my nose. I instantly sucked in a deep breath and jumped up, coughing and gasping for air. As my eyes came into focus, Owen was walking towards me with a towel and a glass of water. His real life dragon swing between his legs.

“Damn, baby, that was really fucking amazing. You were so good! I am very proud of you. You served me well.”

“Uh...wow...I don’t even know what to say.” That was about all I could get out before I started coughing again.

“I’m sorry, Maybe I should have gone easier on you for the first time, but I figured this will be the only time. You have your man.”

“My man? Oh, Axel? I guess. I don’t know. It’s all so confusing. Damn. My head is spinning.”

“It’s ok. You’ll feel better in a little bit. Your brain is recharging the oxygen it lost.”

“Yeah...dude! You made me pass out! What the fuck?”

“Hey baby, you came for me and I gave you what you wanted. You worked so hard getting my cock in your mouth. You really wanted it. It was obvious.”

“I wanted your cock, not to suffocate to death.”

“I would never hurt you like that. I knew what I was doing.”

“Fuck. How on earth do you know how to do that? And the tattoos...the piercings...that fucking monster between your legs!” I was freaking out a bit as I realized what had just happened.

“Jason, please. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed so hard. You didn’t like it?”

“No, um yes. Yes. I did like it. It was just a lot. I didn’t expect it. You’re so quiet and sweet. You were really different. I liked it a lot. Just maybe go a little easier on me the next time.”

“The next time? Will there be a next time?”

“I guess. I don’t know. This Axel thing…”

“OK, get yourself cleaned up. Point me toward the liquor and I’ll make us some drinks. I’m sure you need one. Oh, and speaking of your man, where is he?”

“Out until tomorrow.”

“Hmmm...that’s promising…”

***

I took a long shower. I needed to revitalize my mind and body. The hot steaming water and the shower massage thingy felt really good. For some reason, the water got really weird, like it was running out. Then it kicked back up again. Damn. What just happened? Owen always avoided any intimacy with me. He wouldn’t even kiss me when we were drunk. Now he was face fucking me so hard he made me blank out. Now what am I going to tell Axel? Maybe nothing. I can’t. It will devastate him. But wait, who knows what he’s doing right now? Maybe banging some hot chick in a hot tub or something. Owen seems pleased that he can stay another night. I was at least excited about that.

I put on some sweat pants and a t-shirt and found Owen in the living room. He was wearing a pair of my gym shorts and nothing else. Without the tight shorts to keep things hidden, the bulge in the shorts was ridiculously obvious. He looked so sexy. I couldn’t believe how different he was than like he was at the bar. He was like a completely new person. He was watching Arcadia of My Youth on the VCR. That reminded me of the Owen that I met in the first place. A nerd.

“Hey dude, You fucking have Arcadia on tape! Awesome. You were taking a while, so I made myself at home. I hope it's ok that I showered in the parents room. I found these shorts in your dresser. Cool?”

“Yeah, cool. Axel loves this movie.”

“Well then maybe he’s kinda cool after all.”

“He really is. I didn’t think you’d like hime, but maybe I’m wrong.”

“Come here dude, sit with me. I made you a really strong gin and tonic.”

I sat next to him and took the drink. He stopped the tape and turned sideways on the couch to look at me. I really couldn’t believe how sexy he was. I was seeing him in a whole new light.

“Look comrade, first I need to apologize. I got a little crazy. I’ve been holding back on you since we met. It’s been driving me crazy. I know this doesn’t make any of this any easier, but I am so fucking into you. But I see now that I’m not the one for you. You really are hopelessly in love with this guy. I think he’s in love with you too.”

“Owen...Jesus...why didn’t you ever say anything? We...I...oh, who knows what would happen. Yeah. I love him like crazy. I can’t stop thinking about him. Except, well, never mind.” I was all over the place. He made me really nervous. “You don’t have to apologize. I started it. It was fun. I think I’m submissive. Axel. Ugh. You. Fuck me. Wait! I don’t mean…”

“Whoa. Calm down. Um, I need to tell you something. You might be mad.”

“What? I can’t imagine what you would tell me now that would make me mad.”

“I found some stuff.”

“Like, what do you mean? LIke here? In my house?”

“Uh...yeah. I was being nosy. I shouldn’t have been. It was wrong.”

“What did you find, Owen?” Now I was worried he’d found my suitcase. That’s the only thing I really didn’t want him to find.

“I was in Axel’s room. I kicked something under the bed.” 

“What? What did you find under the bed?!”

“Come on, I’ll show you.”

Owen took my hand and we ran upstairs. He bent down and reached under the bed. He pulled out the cigar box and handed it to me. “Open it.”

I was floored. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. All of this stuff Axel had been saving. I remembered every memento. I remembered every moment. I just sat on the bed and started to cry.

“Hey. Hey, baby, don’t cry. It’s ok.”

“Is it? He’s had this stuff for so long. Why is it so hard for him to just love me?”

“Jason. Come on. You know how tough it is. We’re the lucky ones, comfortable in our own skin. He’s...well...he’s not. Luckily he has you. See, he really does love you man.”

Owen put his hand in the box and moved the stuff around. He held up a picture, then the straw, then the bracelet. He was showing me all the things Axel had saved in there.

“I’m sorry Owen. I’m ruining a fun day for you.”

“Stop! I’m here for you bud. I’m your friend. You can’t ruin anything for me.”

“Ugh! Why can’t everything be easy!”

“You’re fucking rich. Lots of stuff is easy for you. But yeah, love is complicated.”

“You are 20, right? I mean how are you so smart? So sophisticated? SO FUCKING SEXY? Jesus fucking Christ!”

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you sometime. A lot has happened to me in the last two years.”

“Is it wrong that I want to fool around some more?”

“Is it wrong that I think you are so fucking beautiful?”

“Shut up. Can we get naked again?”

“I won’t have any complaints. As long as you can deal with it.”

“I don’t know if I can.”

“Truthfully, I don’t think I can either. We should probably get drunk again.”