A few nights later, he laments:
“I guess I’ve always been more of a bottom, but, cripes, not totally! With Drew, that’s what I’ll become.
Being unfamiliar with gay-speak, it took me a minute to figure out the obvious. The boy was playing the passive role almost totally now, and he was beginning to resent it. Still later:
I almost caused a fight tonight, begging him to let me f**k him. He was lying on the rug on his stomach, and his buttocks were so smooth and beautiful. I started stroking them, not really meaning anything, but it got me so hot, I begged him to let me do it. He left in a huff! Oh, why can’t he understand? But is it worth losing the most wonderful man I’ll ever find? I don’t know. I just wish he’d treat me more like a man sometimes.
The shadows had started to stir, so I
