Chapter 11
Jay settled on the bed, reasoning that would be the most logical place to wait. He’d done his best to prepare for Stephen’s arrival, including showering and putting a bottle of Amy’s baby oil next to the bed, which was the closest thing he could find to actual lubricant. He didn’t know if they’d use it, but it was best to be prepared for any eventuality. He wished he had condoms, too, but there was a big bowl of them right on the table at the Center, and if Stephen wanted things to progress that far, he could always grab a few on his way out.
The minutes crawled by, leaving Jay nervous and squirming on the bed, half-hard despite the nerves fluttering through his torso. They weren’t centralized at his stomach, but rather had free rein over every inch of him from his throat t
