Chapter 122. Epilogue: Alfred and Terence pt. 7

His slightly long hair dripped water onto his bare chest. He was only wearing the pajama pants that I lent him, because they didn’t fit me anymore. He was smaller than me, so the pajamas fit him just fine. 

Was God testing me right now? Terence was fully clothed and I had to masturbate in the bathroom, now he was standing in front of me with his smooth white chest, pink nipples sticking out and half-wet hair. 

My heart was beating so fast, I was afraid it would explode. My hands became damp and trembling, and I felt my back wet with cold sweat. 

“Your bathroom is so nice,” Terence said as he rubbed his hair with a towel. “I’ve never felt so happy after a shower.” 

I forced a smile. “Why don’t you put on your shirt? It’s dangerous for both of us, naked like that.” 

He stopped