It’s a lie though. I can feel it. Because what is he going to want with me when he escapes this town and I stay behind? He’ll be off, living this big life, and I’ll be here in this small town—happy, except for not having him.

“Yeah, I know, Cam.” I lie too, moving to lay my head on his shoulder as he settles back into the couch.

Suddenly, I’m not as horny as I was. Not wanting to get off or do anything but lie here with him in his dark living room, watching a movie. Knowing he’s destined for so many great things. That he’ll never be able to thrive here or freely be who he really is. That this town is truly his cage, when it’s my home.

I want to keep him forever, but I don’t know how.

24. Camden

TWENTY-FOUR

CAMDEN

We’ve done a good job of keeping this thing between us quiet. Kingston stays the night a lot, but that’s not unusual, and every moment we get alone is spent touching and exploring. We haven’t gone further than mutual hand jobs, but still, it’s been fucking amazing.

I can’t deny how much I’m loving it, even knowing how badly it’ll hurt when it has to end.

And it will have to end.

It’s Thanksgiving, and it’s tradition that Mom, Lucy, and I join Kingston and his parents for a big-ass meal cooked by his mom—who, no shade to my mom, is a really great cook. She just doesn’t have time to do it often except for the holidays.

Their home is warm and inviting as always. His mom hugs my little sister tight and compliments her dress before hugging my mom too. It’s nice to see my mom in her nicest sweater and leggings, looking relaxed and calm, and not rushing around for once.

She offers to help, and Kingston’s mom, Veronica, accepts happily as they head off to the kitchen. His dad motions for us to join him in the living room to watch football as Lucy bounces off to the kitchen too.

Sitting next to Kingston on the couch, I try my best to keep my eyes off him. To keep it friendly like always. I try not to think about how his mouth tastes or how his cock feels in my hand right before he comes. How it flexes and feels bigger just before spurting cum all over me. How his face looks when he’s experiencing ecstasy.

Yeah, this is not going to work.

I try like hell to shift in a nonchalant way, trying to shield my growing cock from anyone else and will it to go down. This is so not the time.