Chapter 3
Once I’d sketched Larry, I wanted to do a proper painting of him. It was kind of difficult to choose what pose, but I went for the one where he’s all sprawled out on the rug. You can see his c**k just resting on his thigh, like a little animal that’s gone to sleep. I like seeing him like that, ‘cause I know I’m the one that’s going to wake him up.
I like waking Larry up with a kiss. Only, you know, it’s not always his mouth I kiss him on.
I think Larry likes that, too.
I didn’t let Larry see the painting of him until it was finished. And then I pretended it wasn’t finished for a while longer, ‘cause I was worried he mightn’t like it. But then I thought, this is crazy, I got to get this over with, so when he came home from work one day, I dragged him straight up the stairs to
