Torin looks slightly mortified, so I pull it back. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. That was inappropriate, right?”
He shakes his head. “No. It’s fine.”
I put it back on the shelf, unsure what to say now. “I’m sorry. I can show you how it works. Want to make one?”
I didn’t think his eyes could get wider. I’m wrong. He shifts awkwardly.
Oh, I’m fucking this up. “I’m sorry,” I say again and close myeyes. They open nearly right away when I hear his breathing get heavier.
He looks like he’s ready to freak out. Not sure what to do, I grab him and hug him tightly. Squeezing him so tightly I might be hurting him. “I’m sorry, Torin.”
Torin takes a deep breath, and I’m relieved when his arms come around me.
“I… I have a habit of saying inappropriate things,” I admit. “When I’m excited, especially. Usually, my friends try to help me from saying the wrong thing.”
Torin turns his face into my neck and takes a deep breath. “Your friends shouldn’t be trying to change you, Hugo,” he says quietly.
“No, no. They’re not. I get so excited sometimes, and I love to learn new things and want to understand everything that I just… blurt out whatever’s in my head and sometimes those things come out really awfully because there’s so much I want to ask and the words get so confused and mixed together. I’ve hurt people’s feelings. I’ve upset them or offended them and that’s never my intent. My friends just remind me that I need to think before I speak when I get excited. Just so my words aren’t mean when I don’t intend them to be. I didn’t remember to think about what I was showing you or saying. I’m so sorry I made you uncomfortable.”
Torin sighs. The tension in him has gone. His fingers dig into me and I hug him as tight as I can.
“It’s okay,” Torin says. “You have a very nice… model dick.”
I laugh, and because his face is still tucked into my neck, I feel him smile.
“I’m just very… shy, I guess. I was startled and… Yeah. I’m okay.”
I nod. “Just so you know, when I asked if you wanted to try the printer, I didn’t mean your dick. Not that you can’t try that, but I just meant… the printer. You know?”
He laughs quietly. “Okay.”
We’re quiet for a long time as I hold him in my arms. Hugging him. It feels so good. It’s been a really long time since I’ve hugged anyone. So long, in fact, I’m not even sure when the last time I had a hug like this is.
“Am I making you uncomfortable now?” I ask.
Torin shakes his head.
“I’m going to try to ask this without making you uncomfortable,” I warn him. He laughs again. “How do you feel about cuddling? You know, platonically? It’s been so long since I’ve hugged someone and it feels really good. I think we all need hugs sometimes.”
Torin sighs. “I’d really like that.”
Chapter Eight
TORIN
It’s beennine days since I was at Hugo’s house and he showed me his replica 3D printed cock. The whole thing took me by surprise so much that I nearly had a panic attack. Which is ridiculous. I haven’t had one in years! And I’ve seen plenty of dicks before, so what the hell was wrong with me?
I felt so bad for making him feel bad. The entire thing was just so… personal, I had been taken completely off guard. I had to bite my tongue when he was trying to make me feel better and not blurt out that he had an amazing cock, and I was honored he’d shown it to me.
Well, the fake one.
But fuck, that thing is what dreams are made of. I’ve always been envious of the girls he brings home, but now I’m like, salivating. I like big dicks, and I cannot lie. I don’t hook up often, but when I do, I want them big. I’ve walked out on the occasion when I was lied to. Don’t tell me you have eight inches and then show me five. Fuck that.
I don’thave tohook up once I’m there, and you’re lying about what you have? Yeah, no. When you lie about something so simple, I sure as fuck am not going to trust you with my fucking body. Not a damn chance.
And it doesn’t make sense either. Why lie? You don’t think we’regoing to see the difference? Does everyone not know the difference between four inches and nine? Like… really? Why?
Don’t get me wrong. Sizeisn’tthe most important thing. I’ve hooked up with guys who aren’t huge. The issue is, when I’m looking for big, I want big. I don’t want a lie.
