I shake my head, not really having an explanation for Winny.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Yes,” I answer and smile. “I’m fine. Guess I’ve just needed a break from the monotony of bringing girls home.”
He studies me as I get to my feet. Dropping the towel, I turn to grab my pants from the hanger. I’m not a huge fan of suits. They just don’t fit my crotch right. These bottoms are big to the point where I look ridiculous, but it’s already obscene wearing a suit and my dick showing. Imagine wearing atightsuit with my dick fully on display! At least the jacket fits well, though.
Winny sighs as I pull my pants up and reach for my shirt. “Okay, man. I trust that you’ll say something if you’re feeling… any particular way.”
“What way?”
“I don’t know. I’ve known you for quite a while, and you’re just a little off lately. We’re concerned. But if you say nothing’s wrong, I’m going to trust you.”
“Nothing’s wrong,” I insist. Because it’s the truth. “Promise.”
Winny nods. “Okay. See you at PJ’s?”
I nod. “Yep. As soon as I’m dressed I’m heading over.”
He echoes my nod. “See you there.”
I’m tucking my shirt in and stepping into my shoes at the same time as he leaves the locker room. Then I arrange my cock so it’s laying alongside my left leg tonight. I swap its position regularly. I don’t know if it was more than a funny meme, but I read something that said if I always put my dick on one side of my body, it’ll bendthat way. I’m pretty confident the human body doesn’t work that way, but I’m not taking my chances.
Lastly, I slip on my jacket and reach my hands into the pockets. I feel something in the right one and fish it out. A grin splits my face as I bring out a tiny yellow duck. Winny said they’re concerned about me. I should do a better job at being a good friend.
I sigh, my heart feeling full, and put the duck back in my pocket along with my phone. Grabbing my bag of dirty shit, I leave the locker room, stopping at Torin’s office along the way. The door is shut, but I can see the light on beneath the door, so I knock and then crack it open. He’s inside, just taking off his Surry the Seal head.
My heart does something funny in my chest when he turns to look at me and a smile crosses his face when he sees it’s me in his door. “Hey,” Torin says.
“Hi. I liked your shimmy dance tonight.”
Torin laughs, his cheeks flushing. “Thanks.”
“So… you going home?”
He shrugs. “I was going to.”
“It’s kind of late,” I tell him. “You can spend the night at my house.”
I love the way he looks at me. His shy smile. The pink in his cheeks. The way he kind of bows his head, but he’s still looking at me.
“I know you don’t go out much, but I promised my friends that I’d go to PJs for a while tonight. Do you want to come?”
Torin’s shoulders tense and he shakes his head. “No. I?—”
I shake my head quickly. “It’s okay. I don’t invite you when I go out with them because I know it’s not your thing. There’s a lot of people and I know how that makes you feel and I don’t want to put you in that position. Just know that even when I don’t ask you to come, I still want you to. Okay?”
His expression is hard to read. There’s a smile but it’s small. Almost sad? His eyebrows are knit together as he looks at me and his shoulders droop. Have I hurt his feelings?
“I’m not going to stay long. I promise.”
He takes a deep breath. “You can stay as long as you want, you know.”
Dropping my bag outside his door, I step in and cross the room. I hope he needs a hug because I think I do, so I pull him into my chest. His arms circle my waist right away. “Idon’twant to go at all. But Winny said they’re worried about me because I’m acting differently or something, and I… maybe I haven’t been a good friend to them lately. So I’m just going to go for a few minutes. Okay?”
Torin nods. “Yes but really, Hugo. You don’t need to?—”
My arms tighten. “Please spend the night,” I murmur. He shivers in my hold, his arms tightening a little. “I would much rather be there with you.”
