Two weeks later
Garrett breathed in deeply, trying to keep his heart from beating its way out of his chest as he fidgeted on his chair.
Today was their school talent show.
Taylor had already performed a Shakespearian play with his friends of the Drama club, and he had been amazing, of course.
Other than the times he'd glanced at Garrett during his lines instead of where he was supposed to be looking.
But his voice had been so composed and velvety and had slid right up Garett's back in little rushes of pleasure, and Garrett wondered what Taylor would think if he asked Taylor to keep on his costume for some... personal use…
He felt himself blushing at how easily his thoughts turned towards the gutter these days and hurriedly pushed his musings from his head.
Soon, Taylor was going to
