Chapter One Hundred-Thirty Seven

Now that his residence issue was taken care of, Tristan had time in his hands to think the whole thing through. He sat before the window which opened outside to the pool area, thinking about his last stay in a hotel when he was on that vacation with Roth.

That vacation had not gone how they had planned. Tristan didn’t know if he was disappointed or satisfied by the turning of events. He got to hold Roth and be with him in a way that he had dreamed of since forever. Had it not been for that vacation, Tristan didn’t know if he would have ever had the chance.

But that vacation also became the reason that his friendship with Roth ended. Earlier he could only imagine what Roth’s body would feel like but now that he had been with Roth once, he knew exactly what it felt like and he wanted more of it.

Now that he had had a taste of Roth, his body craved for more, because now, it felt more real. Tristan wasn’t sure now if sleeping with Roth had been a good idea at all.

This was the longest