It’s not like he ever even asked me to suck his dick. Well, not with words, at least. We were just out at the skatepark one day and he didn’t follow me down the ramp, so I climbed back up and he was just sitting there with his cock out.
He wasn’t doing anything with it, not stroking it or anything. He was just staring at it as it lay there, and he just looked kind of, I don’t know, sad. Like a little kid looking down at the scoop of ice cream melting on the sidewalk that had been on top of his cone just a second ago. It was like he was just so sad, you know, like there was this great regret in his life ‘cause he thought his dick was supposed to be in somebody’s mouth, but it wasn’t.
If you saw him looking that sad, you would’ve done the same thing.
When you’re young, you don’t understand, but you can tell the difference between what’s right and what’s wrong….