Chapter Eight
Gavin
“Are you sure you want to go to the titty bar?” Aaron asked from the other side of the bathroom door. He was inside of it, getting ready for our night out. “Because we could do something else, like catch a movie, or shoot pool somewhere?”
“Yes, Aaron. I’ve never been to one before, and I want to experience it.”
The water from the shower had shut off a minute ago, which was one reason I needed to go. Every single time he took a shower, all I could do was imagine him naked, his muscles coated in lather, while steam billowed around him. I needed to see him acting like a straight guy, and going to a titty bar was the easiest way to do this, otherwise, these hopeless fantasies would never go away.
The bathroom door cracked open, and I gasped. Aaron stuck his head throug
