Chap 37: Out of Control

It was the weekend, so Dylan met his old friends at a club.

" We didn't expect you to come," one of Dylan's friends said. " Aren't you too busy with the company?"

" I was in a mood for change," Dylan replied casually. His actual reason for coming was to avoid thinking about a certain someone.

That night, Dylan returned home fully drunk, and things turned even worse. His imagination got wilder now. The kiss he had shared with Aiden turned into a full-blown makeout session. He was on top of Aiden, licking and sucking him all over, having the time of his life.

The following morning, Dylan woke up from a wet dream. He was embarrassed as he felt like a teenager who had just reached puberty. Why was this happening to him? Never before had he imagined doing it with a guy; rather, he had hated the mere thought of it. Then why did he not feel disgusted doing it with Aiden? The dream he had was so erotic; he had never been so aroused, not even with his girlfriend.

On Monday, when he came back