Aiden felt his d**k jerk with every moment. This was wrong in every possible way, but he wanted more... until—
"Hey!" Aiden’s eyes snapped open. Troy was standing in front of him, frowning.
"Had a nightmare?" Troy asked, but Aiden just stared at him, too shocked to speak. His mind replayed the vivid nightmare he’d just had. He was relieved, thankful, that it had only been a dream... A bizarre, absurd, disgusting dream.
“You should hurry up for class, okay? You, in particular, shouldn’t miss Brianna’s class, and you know that. You’ve got barely 30 minutes,” Troy reminded him. Aiden continued to stare, still lost in his thoughts.
"You go ahead. I’ll catch up soon," Aiden said, leaving the bed shirtless and heading for the bathroom without another word..
Troy watched him, confused. “What
