T Y L E R
I didn’t exactly try to hide it anymore. Whenever Mayson was in the room, my eyes followed him. I couldn’t deny that the kid had a hold on me in more ways than one. It wasn’t all physical, but damn that boy was beautiful. His mess of curls on his head always fell just right it seemed, almost curly enough to form ringlets. He wasn’t a body builder, but his muscles were sculpted. He always wore baggy clothes and jackets that were one size too big. He was adorable like a teddy bear, but I wanted to take advantage of him. Mayson caught my attention long ago and I always kept him in view. Even when I wouldn’t be looking for him, I somehow noticed him in a crowd. Mayson was one of the first guys that really caught my attention and stayed on my mind. I had moments with other guys, in
