Grayson can't seem to understand why he feels the need to shrink himself whenever the topic of sex is brought up, and he's trying his best to overcoming the unpleasant feeling but for some reason he just can't do it so he does something desperate.
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Chapter Twenty-Four | Homecoming Dance
I hate wearing suits. Mostly because they never look right on me. For one, I'm a slim guy, I don't have much muscle and I'm shaped like a lowercase L, so picking out a suit that fits my body type is very complicated. Second, male dress shoes are literally the ugliest thing ever, I don't care what anyone says. Third and foremost, suits are never comfortable and my dick is always pressed up against my thigh, balls sweating, ass sweating, and I hate it.
"Are you sure there's no way I can stick a fan in my crotch?" I asked my dad, who was still straightening out my suit.
"For the last time Aries," He sighed, stepping back from me to give me a once over. "That wouldn't be comfortable, and it'll just look weird."
I exhaled a sigh, turning around to look at myself in the full length mirror. My dad behind me, looking at me in the mirror. A small smile stretched across his lips as he stared at me, and for a moment I seemed to be smiling as well. It was strange, this bonding we were doing together. I can't recall the last time my dad and I could even be in the same room together without wanting to rip out each other's throat, now here we are — him helping me get ready for homecoming.
I carried my dad's well sculpted face, and pouty lips, but my brown eyes, and my tawny skin were all my mother's. Sometimes, if I squinted, I looked just like him.
"You look real handsome, Aries." He complimented, rubbing my shoulders in a comforting manner.
I met his gaze in the mirror and chuckled to myself. "Don't I always?" I shrugged, turning away from the mirror.
"That have you mother's cockiness I see," He laughed, walking over to me. "That's something I always admired about April."
My dad came up to me and fixed my tie. "You wanna know what that women told me when she first met me?"
I laughed to myself, nodding my head even though I've heard this story a million times.
