Then we hung out and didn't talk about it anymore. It was just like it always was, but with just one difference, I could still taste him. He offered me something to drink, but I didn't have a sip of anything and didn't eat anything that evening. I left and went back home to my bed where I jerked off again, still tasting him. Still all of him in my mouth. I licked my fingers and pretended it was his c**k as I came again.
I was clipped. I knew this. I loved that we were high school buddies that just had our first time doing something gay together. Even though he probably didn't see it that way and maybe you don't, I was so happy that evening. I had gotten to taste him. I had gotten to do something so f*****g amazing and Louis didn't even understand that had happened.
And the next day, when
