What Happens When You Get Caught
Getting caught fooling around with my best friend leads to the real thing.
“Let’s get outta here,” I said with a slight wink and tilt of my head. That was our little code which actually meant, “Let’s go fuck!” In a flash, we were in my bedroom, pants down, sixty-nining on my bed. Tommy and I were both in our late teens. We had started exploring sex together about a year and a half ago but that’s another story. For now, I’ll just tell you that we never had a safe place to play and the risk of get...