Diary of a Teenage Taxidermist
really.”
    “Let’s just make it civil, okay? It’s not like we have to talk for God-knows-how-long.” Ethan didn’t want to seem needy or desperate even if he was all that and more. Ethan turned around and opened the door to his kingdom.
    Robert pushed his hands into his front pockets and shrugged, looking around. His face remained rather blank as he surveyed the attic room, probably looking for somewhere comfortable to sit. Ethan was nervous about what Rob would make of his personal space. He’d never had anyone but his parents here, though with the taxidermy decoration and dark brown walls, even they were never all that keen on coming in. Ethan just hoped Robert wouldn’t freak out over the chandelier made out of bird bones and skulls.
    Ethan rushed over to the bed and patted the fluffy fur throw over it, feeling as awkward as ever. It was only dawning on him now that in a matter of minutes he’d have Robert Hunter’s lips on him.
    “I’ll be back in a second, okay?” He couldn’t stop staring at how big Robert was. He still remembered how it felt to have that body on top of his own, sandwiched between hot muscle and fallen leaves in the darkness, where anything could happen. Only instead of spontaneous sex, he got a branch up his eye back then. Fun times. Not.
    Robert nodded, combing his fingers through the hair at the top of his head as he lowered himself to the bed. “No stress.”
    Ethan asked himself if there was anything else he should say, but in the end he just rushed out to the adjoined bathroom and shut the door with his heart beating a lot too fast for his liking. Fuck . Robert Hunter was sitting in his bedroom, ready to fall to his knees and give him a blow job, and now he was getting stressed? What if he couldn’t get it up? No, he would definitely get it up.
    Ethan took all his clothes off faster than ever and got under the shower. Sometimes, he thought that his life would be much easier without the oversexed fantasies that took his mind off the things that mattered, but since his hormones weren’t cooperating at all, he might as well get it out of his system with no strings attached. The warm water and soap felt like a caress on his skin, but he was in a hurry to claim his injury compensation. By a guy whose face he wanted to kiss all over. Not that it was gonna happen, but a guy could dream. Oh and dream Ethan did. Since the day Robert had accepted his offer, the image of Rob pulling Ethan close and sucking his cock was always somewhere at the back of his mind. Sometimes, Ethan imagined himself standing, sometimes on the bed, with Rob’s head between Ethan’s thighs, his hot mouth sucking, kissing all the way from the tip to the balls.
    He stood in front of the mirror as he toweled himself off and put the eye patch back on. He briefly wondered whether it made sense to put the T-shirt back on, but it didn’t seem appropriate. What was he supposed to wear? He’d get naked anyway, right? It wouldn’t make sense to cover up his chest if he was gonna show Rob his dick. Or was it? Just the jeans? Just the pajama pants? No, that wouldn’t do. He took a deep breath. It was sink or swim.
    He would go naked.
    Ethan combed his hair, which he’d dyed black again since getting back from the hospital, and gave himself a once-over. Eye or not, he wasn’t bad looking. He was still regaining weight after the accident, but then again he’d never been the muscular type . Maybe a bit too pale, but that didn’t matter, since he wasn’t Rob’s target audience anyway.
    He walked out with his hair still damp, naked as the day he was born, only to see Rob’s pale green eyes widen. Robert had taken off his hoodie and was now wearing just a plain long-sleeve which showcased his assets without putting them on display. It did nothing to hide the sudden movement of Rob’s chest when he looked up at Ethan’s face. His Adam’s apple bobbed when he shifted a bit, as if not sure how to act.
    Ethan swallowed,
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