Milkshake ~Travis x Awsten~

Travis

All I can think as Awsten walks into the shared space of our hotel room is 'damn'. He's wearing a tank top and tight black jeans that fit his ass perfectly. I love when he wears tank tops because I can see his arm muscles and think about all the things he could do to me with those strong arms. 'Shit.' I can feel my member growing by the second; I know I shouldn't think about these things around him, but I can't help it when he looks so damn fine. Before Awsten can see my hardened length, I run to the bathroom. As I look in the mirror, I wonder how I let it get to this. I didn't always feel this way about Awsten— we really did start out as just friends. I guess these feelings started when we began the podcast, what with all the traveling together, spending every waking (and sleeping) hour together, and reading fan fiction together, it just made me realize how amazing Awsten is. I wish I could just jump his bones one of these nights and create our own real-life fan fiction, but I know it would ruin our friendship. How would we even be able to look each other in the eye after that? It would be impossible. "Hey Travis" Awsten calls, "Wanna come watch a movie?" By now my cock has returned to normal size so I figure it's safe to go watch a movie with Awsten... as long as I sit far away from him.