Had that really happened? No, that wasn’t it. XXNX We were alone in my room one evening, with the door locked from Tut who I couldn’t stand being stared at by but couldn’t shake from my thoughts either, after a lot of evenings in the dark, me lazy and scrolling through social media, laughing at the smallest good things I could find – scrolling quickly past the distressing or annoying (unless they really grabbed my annoyed attention) – with my pyjama buttons undone. “Come here, boy” I said quietly – so quietly, did I even say it? I’d never felt that feeling of loneliness more profoundly, and the fear so palpable in my apartment as I did then. I wanted to suck his cock.
