Dario’s point of view.
“Yes!” I can't help but laugh at the total lack of trust in me, but he waves me off and comes next to me on the floor, and I pull my briefs up to let him see the evidence of his inhuman effect on me. At first, his eyes go wide, then he narrows them and tilts his head sweetly as if that will help him see the truth that lies in front of him.
“f**k!” he exclaims incredulously, then lies on his back next to me.
Staying in comfortable silence while I look at the person with whom I had a mind-blowing, new s****l encounter—just like many other things that I got to experience with him—is something foreign to me because as soon as I finish, I leave, and it makes me wonder if it's because of him or because he's the first person I'm… lying with? But it can't be the latter. I
