Chapter 1
Owen pov
“Hey Ben, you ever think about just… you know, messing around with another guy? Like, no big deal, just curious.” I said it casually while we were sprawled out on the couch in our apartment, the TV droning on with some dumb action movie neither of us was really watching. My heart was pounding a little though, because I’d been nursing this thought for weeks now, watching him walk around in his boxers, that easy smile of his making everything feel possible. God, what if he shuts this down? But look at him, legs spread wide, that bulge in his sweats. I’ve jerked off thinking about touching it, feeling it get hard in my hand. My stomach’s twisting, palms sweaty already.
Benjamin glanced over at me, his eyebrow arching up as he took a swig from his beer. He set the bottle
